A few weeks ago, I hit that kind of emotional wall that doesn’t look dramatic on the outside—but inside, everything just felt... off.
It wasn’t burnout. Not exactly.
I wasn’t crying in the shower or missing deadlines.
I was showing up, technically.
But it felt like I was walking through water.
Everything was just... heavier than usual. And slower.
And for some reason, I kept blaming myself for that.
So that morning, like I’ve done a dozen times before when I feel stuck, I tried to shift the energy.
Quick shower. Strong coffee. Tight jeans.
And my Azure Lighthouse Ring.
That ring is kind of like a signal to myself.
Like—okay, let’s get it together. Let’s move. Let’s light a fire under this day.
It’s red.
Not the soft kind. The kind of red that demands you look at it. That wakes you up.
It’s the ring I put on when I need to remember I have direction. When I want to feel decisive, even if I’m not.
And honestly? Most of the time, it works.
But not that day.
That day, I sat in front of my laptop, wearing the ring, staring at my inbox, trying to force myself into action.
I answered two emails. Halfheartedly.
Refreshed my to-do list, even though nothing had changed.
Tried to feel the motivation I thought the ring was supposed to give me.
But it didn’t come.
Instead, I just felt... tense. Like I was wearing someone else’s mood.
Like I was trying to perform energy I didn’t actually have.
That evening, I didn’t do much.
Made toast for dinner. Watched part of a movie I’d already seen.
At some point, I walked into my room and opened the jewelry tray again.
And without really thinking, I reached for my Brave Belt Ring.
I hadn’t worn it in weeks. Maybe more.
It’s not a statement piece. It doesn’t catch the light in that showy way.
But when I slipped it on—
something inside me finally... settled.
I can’t explain it exactly.
It wasn’t magic. It wasn’t instant clarity.
It was just quieter.
Like instead of trying to be somewhere else, I suddenly felt okay being exactly where I was.
Green is that kind of energy for me.
It doesn’t push.
It doesn’t lift me up and tell me to rise.
It just says—breathe.
And that night, that’s all I really needed.
The next day, I didn’t “bounce back.”
I still skipped a meeting I didn’t have the brain for.
Still had a pile of laundry I walked around like a floor obstacle course.
But I noticed the sky.
I cooked real food.
I said “no” to something without feeling guilty.
And I walked around my block without my phone in my hand, for once.
I think that’s when it clicked.
The red had made me feel like I needed to chase clarity.
But the green?
It reminded me that I don’t always have to be chasing anything at all.
That maybe I’m not always supposed to feel fired up.
Maybe sometimes the strongest thing I can do...
is just be still. And stay with myself.
I still wear the Lighthouse Ring.
God, I still love what it makes me feel when it’s right.
That boldness. That heat. That sense of—let’s go.
But now I know the difference between needing energy…
and needing to come back to myself.
These days, I pause before I put anything on.
I ask—where am I today?
Am I moving forward?
Or do I need to root down?
Sometimes the answer is still Fire.
And I let it lead.
But sometimes… it’s Forest.
And that’s a kind of strength I never used to recognize.
But now?
Now it feels like the one I trust the most.
