The Power of Connection
Some stories stay with us.
This is one of them.
It was an energy, a knowing, a deep sense of familiarity I couldn't quite place. The moment I walked into the room, I felt it—her presence—calm, powerful, and rooted.
I didn’t know then that she was the sister of one of my favorite humans, Sam Bennett. I didn’t know anything about her. But I knew her. My nervous system did. My soul did. That much I was sure of.
She led us through a guided meditation that afternoon. The air was thick with intention, and the scent of burning patchouli curled through the room. I remember closing my eyes and feeling tears rise, hot, uninvited, but so welcomed. They streamed silently as her words and presence held space for something I didn’t even know I needed.
And then I felt it. An urge. A pull. A knowing.
When the session ended, I followed it.
I approached her and said, "I don’t know why, but I need to talk to you."
She smiled. The kind of smile that says, "I already knew."
We stayed behind. Everyone else left for dinner, but we stayed. And in that small window of time, something magical happened.
She read me like a book—not the surface stuff, not the highlight reel. She saw my fear, my patterns, my tender spots. She saw me beneath the layers. And in her quiet, gentle way, she helped me see myself, too.
After connecting me with loved ones and parts of myself I had tucked away, she said something that cracked me open:
"You are not an anxious person. You are making yourself an anxious person. Every day."
She paused.
"Tomorrow, I want you to tell me what you will say to yourself when you start feeling anxious. What words will you speak as a reminder to interrupt that pattern? That pattern that no longer serves you."
So I did. I wrote the words, I spoke them, and I keep them with me to this day.
And now, I want to share them with you.
Because sometimes, the right person at the right time can say something that helps you remember your power.
Connection is everything. Intuition is real. Sometimes, the most healing thing we can do is let ourselves be seen.
May you trust the urges. May you follow the nudges. May you remember who you are.
With love + forward motion,
Court
