What if the recognition you're seeking isn't waiting on a stage somewhere, but right here in your own hands? Recognition isn't just a trophy on your shelf—it's a form of rest. That sacred breath between survival and becoming. After four years of podcasting through empty seasons, echoing rooms, and uncertain words, I decided to give myself the damn award. No permission needed, no red carpet required. And it wasn't just celebration—it was interruption of an unhealthy cycle. We often push ours...
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What if the recognition you're seeking isn't waiting on a stage somewhere, but right here in your own hands? Recognition isn't just a trophy on your shelf—it's a form of rest. That sacred breath between survival and becoming. After four years of podcasting through empty seasons, echoing rooms, and uncertain words, I decided to give myself the damn award. No permission needed, no red carpet required. And it wasn't just celebration—it was interruption of an unhealthy cycle. We often push ours...
In this heartfelt follow-up to one of my most listened-to episodes, we go deeper—because letting go is just the beginning. Today, we’re unpacking the power of presence, the weight of unspoken expectations, and the courage it takes to ask for help and actually receive it. If you’ve ever questioned your worth when you're not busy, productive, or the “strong one” for everyone else… this episode is for you. You’ll hear truths about: The guilt we carry after asking for helpWhy rest feels like rebe...
Thym 4 Tea with Mikita
What if the recognition you're seeking isn't waiting on a stage somewhere, but right here in your own hands? Recognition isn't just a trophy on your shelf—it's a form of rest. That sacred breath between survival and becoming. After four years of podcasting through empty seasons, echoing rooms, and uncertain words, I decided to give myself the damn award. No permission needed, no red carpet required. And it wasn't just celebration—it was interruption of an unhealthy cycle. We often push ours...
