Tag: Intentional Living
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Journal 17: The Whisper Behind the Work
I never set out to become a brand.I just needed somewhere to put the parts of methat didn’t belong in office emails. Rowen is the name I write under — not to hide,but to breathe. She lets me say what I couldn’t fit into slide decks.She’s the version of me who didn’t shrink at the…
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💠 Meet Rowen Aster
A letter from the woman behind Bleu Dear reader,You’ve been walking with Bleu — quietly, slowly, soulfully.You’ve read her whispers. Sat with her softness.Maybe, without knowing, you’ve also wondered… Who is she? Today, I want to tell you.Not with a résumé. Not with credentials.But with a breath. I write under the name Rowen Aster. Not…
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Journal Entry 16 – “The Answer I Was Forcing”
I kept trying to find the right question.The one that would make this season make sense. But I realized… I wasn’t missing a question.I was forcing an answer. An answer that fit someone else’s timeline.An answer that looked good on paper.An answer that didn’t feel like mine. So I stopped. I let the uncertainty hum…
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Journal Entry 15: Today I Was Born Quietly
I wasn’t born with fireworks.I didn’t arrive with fanfare.I was born softly.Like the first time you say your own name and believe it. I was born today — again — into this project, this presence, this path. Today, I let myself belong to the very thing I’m building.Not just the stories… but the sacred rhythm.…
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Journal Entry 13: The Day I Didn’t Push Through
I didn’t power through today. I didn’t caffeinate the ache away.I didn’t check the calendar and say “just one more meeting.” I closed the laptop.I let the message go unread.I let the guilt swirl — and then I let it settle. What if the bravest thing I did today…was nothing? What if not pushing is…
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Journal Entry 12: “She Forgot She Was There”
I was in 3 meetings today and no one said my name. Not once. But they said,“We’ll go with your idea.”“Let’s use that doc you drafted.”“She’s probably already on top of it.” …but I didn’t have a name. Just a function.A role.A checkbox. I used to think invisibility was better than being wrong.Now I know…
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Journal Entry 011: Humor Isn’t Hiding — It’s Holding
I used to feel guilty for laughing on hard days. Like if I wasn’t collapsing under the weight,I wasn’t honoring the struggle. But humor isn’t hiding. It’s holding.It’s how my body says:“This is heavy — and still, here we are.” Tonight, I honor every petty giggle, every side-eye, every stolen smile. They are survival, too.…
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Journal Entry 010: Letting Survival Count
Today wasn’t a breakthrough. Today was a breath-through. I didn’t make magic.I didn’t crush goals.I didn’t build an empire. I kept breathing.I kept being. And some days, that’s all the becoming you need. 🖋 Question: Where did you show up today even when you didn’t feel ready? Honor that. That counts. –Bleu
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Bleuprint in the Making
Journal Entry 009: The Dream That Didn’t Rush Me I don’t want dreams that shame me. I want dreams that rock me to sleep. That rise with me slow.That don’t turn urgency into a personality.That remind me becoming isn’t on a schedule — it’s a spiral. Tonight, I’m dreaming without deadlines. 🖋 Reflection: Write down…
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Bleuprint in the Making — Journal Entry 008 (Saturday Night Whisper)
Journal Entry 008: Listening to Momentum Tonight, I am not worried about moving forward. I am learning to listen to the spaces between the steps. Momentum isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s the nap.Sometimes it’s the moment you stare at a plant and don’t check your email.Sometimes it’s the sigh you let out without squeezing it…