Can I stay permeable without becoming brittle?
That’s the question I’m asking myself this morning.
I’ve been watching the world through the lens of the news, Facebook, and people’s reactions — and something feels off. I couldn’t quite name it until I slowed down and felt into it.
It’s the brittleness.
Not just on one “side” or the other — but even in people trying to stand in the middle, genuinely looking at both sides with honesty. There’s a tightness there. A hardness. An edge that feels reactive rather than present.
Brittleness has an energetic signature. You can feel it in the body — the clench, the urgency, the need to be right.
Recently, an old friend reacted to something I posted with strong negative emotion. I asked her — calmly — if she’d be willing to shift the tone. To consider peace. Neutrality of soul. A wider lens.
She unfriended me.
And strangely… that felt clean.
By drawing a boundary around calm, awareness, and non-reactivity, someone who wasn’t aligned with that simply fell away. There was sadness — she was a friend — but there was also clarity.
The universe doesn’t organize itself around nostalgia or obligation. It responds to what you’re holding.
What you embody, you attract.
What you no longer resonate with, gently — or not so gently — moves on.