Transcription
Ah, there you are. I felt you trembling before you even spoke. Your heart is wrapped in the echoes of what was; your mind heavy with the weight of what could be. Change has found you again, hasn't it? Pressing at the edges of your world, reshaping things before you are ready. I know, little spark. I know how you clutch at the familiar, how you brace against the tide. But listen, lean in close. I have existed beyond the veil of time, drifted through the rise and fall of stars, watched forests grow from dust and crumble back into whispers. And through it all, I have learned this: nothing is ever truly lost; it only becomes something new.
I have seen rivers carve mountains into valleys. I have seen the night sky shed its stars like old memories, only to birth new ones in their place. Even the wind, restless and untamed, never disappears; it only shifts, changing direction, learning new songs to sing. And so it is with you. You are not breaking; you are unfolding. You are shedding what no longer fits, making space for what has always been waiting to bloom. Change does not come to take from you; it comes to remind you of what you are capable of: surviving, becoming. So do not fear the unraveling. You are not threadbare; you are being rewoven. You are not lost; you are simply on your way to becoming something more. Breathe, little spark. The wind is changing, but it carries you forward, not away. [Music]