Agency in Action
Your voice is not up for a vote. Neither is your cadence.
This is Sunday. Outside my “typical” rhythm. Which is exactly the point.
It started with the audio drops.
One week I skipped a day. Then two. Then the articles slowed. And then — nothing.
Nearly two weeks of silence.
Not because I ran out of ideas. Not because I had nothing to say. Because I stepped away from my own design.
A handful of unsubscribes were landing each week.
Too frequent. Too much. Too many emails.
I explained how notifications could be adjusted. How daily delivery is optional. How Spotify exists. How Apple Podcasts exists. How YouTube exists.
The unsubscribes continued.
And something inside me tightened.
So I recalibrated.
Five days became three.
Three became careful.
Careful became constricted.
Some pieces still arrived like lightning. But most felt like hauling velvet through mud.
My devotion thinned. And eventually, I went quiet.
Here’s the part that stings.
I tell my clients every week:
Don’t outsource your dreams. Don’t build around the most irritated voice in the room. Don’t contain your truth to keep someone comfortable.
And I did exactly that.
I shoulded all over myself.
You should protect the list. You should adjust the cadence. You should make it easier for them.
That’s Martyr Math in the creative body. Subtracting your truth before anyone demands it. Shrinking the signal before the room goes quiet.
But ease that costs you your aliveness is a debt.
And I felt it accumulating.
Here’s the cost I forgot to take into account: Every day I went quiet, someone who needed the signal didn’t get it. I didn’t protect the list. I withheld from it.
This isn’t about hustling back. It’s about knowing the difference between a sacred pause and a slow disappearance.
If you’ve ever stayed quiet to protect someone who was already leaving — you know this math. And you know what it cost the people who stayed.
Here’s what I know — in my body, in my books, in my bones:
When your Time, Energy, Capacity, and Cash fall out of alignment — your Prosperity Ecosystem signals it first through the voice.
The voice is the first frequency to go quiet. And the last one anyone thinks to count.
Creative constriction is data.
Silence is data.
The slog is data.
Agency is not polite.
Agency is precise.
And it sounds like this:
I am returning to my rhythm. Five days a week. Because that is how my system hums. Because my devotion requires repetition. Because my thinking deepens inside daily practice. Because this is how I build.
This is my declaration and my commitment.
Now your sovereign part.
If five days a week feels expansive in your body — stay. I’m thrilled you’re here.
If your nervous system prefers fewer emails, adjust your notifications. The app lets you do that easily.
If you love listening instead of reading, the Audio Drops live on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, and YouTube.
If unsubscribing feels clean and spacious for you, I honor that completely.
Your agency matters as much as mine.
There is no gold star for staying where your body contracts. There is no virtue in tolerating what doesn’t feel aligned.
This space works when it is chosen.
This is Agency in Action.
Mine. And yours.
Concrete Next Move
Look at one area of your business where you adjusted your rhythm to avoid friction.
Did that adjustment increase your power — or dilute it?
Choose one structure this week and restore it to its original integrity.
Notice what returns.
Voice. Clarity. Spine.
Reflection
Where did you begin shrinking to accommodate feedback that was never yours to carry?
What does your natural cadence feel like in your body when you imagine fully honoring it?
Where has silence been data for you — and what was it trying to say?
If you trusted your design completely, what would you reinstate today?
Who becomes possible when you operate at full voltage?
🔥 Daily Affirmations
I require a rhythm that belongs to me. I desire devotion so consistent it becomes sacred. I deserve the aliveness that lives inside my natural design. I command my cadence and my capacity in the same breath. I am the frequency. I am the signal. I am already in motion.
PS. Profit is Protest and so is showing up on a Sunday, feral and fully resourced, because your design doesn’t wait for Monday to reclaim your voice after going quiet to keep someone else comfortable. You set the frequency of your containers, and your people will rise to match.
If this met you at the right moment — subscribe. If someone in your world needs permission to recalibrate out loud — send this to them.
Five days a week. The room is open.