Noticing Now: A Beginning That Was Always Waiting

I didn’t set out to create a journal.

I wasn’t looking to start anything. If I’m honest, I was simply trying to hold on.

Life wasn’t falling apart—but in some ways, it felt like it was overflowing. Work. Purpose. People. Pressure. All of it, all at once. None of it asking for permission.

And in the middle of that pace, I began to sense a different kind of invitation.

Not to stop everything. Not to escape it all. But to slow within it. Not to launch a brand. But to notice what was already present.

That’s when the seed of Noticing Now started to emerge. Not as a strategy, but as a surrender.

A Name That Waited for Its Time

The idea was first whispered years ago.

“Noticing Now” came to me long before I was ready to live into it. The name waited patiently—until I became ready to hold what it was always meant to carry.

And that readiness didn’t come through effort. It came through listening.

I realized I didn’t need to create more content. I didn’t need to help more people. I needed to listen more deeply. Not just to God, but to what was already stirring in me. I didn’t need to brand my thoughts—I needed to offer what I was noticing, even if no one else ever saw it.

Because noticing itself became, and still is, for me... an act of faith.

When You Start Noticing... Everything Changes

Here’s what I didn’t expect: As I began to notice God in real time—in the interruptions, in the quiet timing, in the stillness—I also began to notice others.

The ones who were tired. The ones who were called, but uncertain. The deeply gifted ones who felt like they were quietly unraveling inside.

Maybe that’s you. Maybe that’s why you’re here.

I know that place, all too well—because that was me.

No Answers. Just Presence.

I don’t have a formula. I don’t have all the answers. But I’ll keep writing what I notice. And I’ll trust that the right words will find the right people at the right time.

Because that’s how God works. He moves through the ordinary, in and out of the unnoticed, until we finally begin to see.

Sometimes it happens suddenly. Other times, it happens slowly. But either way—He’s already there.

He Was Chasing Me... Maybe He’s After You Too

Looking back, I can see it clearly: God was chasing me. With a Love so persistent, so unfailing, so beyond human logic.

I didn’t recognize it then.

But now, having fallen into the space that radiates His peace—I know: It’s the safest place I’ve ever been.

And if you’re here. . . reading this, maybe He’s chasing you too.

✨Welcome Home

This journal exists because I needed to listen before I could lead.

It exists because peace doesn’t always come in silence—it often arrives in the noticing.

So, welcome.

Let’s keep noticing—together.