The Call

Come in.
Wipe your feet on the myths they gave you.
Take off your titles.
Breathe deeper than your ambition.

You do not need to be more.
You do not need to brand your becoming.
You are not behind.
You are not broken.

You are simply remembering.

This is not a blog.
This is a soft place to fall apart,
and fall together again.

Here, we live fractionally—on purpose.
We make careers like quilts.
We build like breath: inhale / exhale / pause.

You will not find tips here.
You will find truths.
You will not be fixed.
You will be heard.

So come.
Bring your grief. Bring your genius.
Bring the parts of you that no résumé ever held.

You belong to no algorithm.
You belong to yourself.

This is your invitation to return to the center.
The job description?
Wholeness.
The title?
You.

Welcome to the BleuPrint.

–Bleu