When the Fire Goes Quiet: The Pause Between Portals

Nobody warns you about this part.

The moment after the momentum.
The stillness after the storm.
The fire doesn’t vanish—it just goes quiet.
And you’re left sitting in the ash, wondering if it’ll rise again.

You think it’s burnout.
You think you’re broken.
But what if this isn’t the collapse?
What if it’s the integration?

The in-between isn’t a void.
It’s a recalibration.
A sacred pause before the next expansion.
A quiet hallway between two scrolls of your becoming.

You were not meant to blaze endlessly.
Even stars flicker.
Even queens retreat.

The Rhythm of Real Creativity

We talk a lot about igniting.
Not enough about what it means to dim on purpose.

To choose stillness instead of scrambling.
To let the embers speak instead of trying to relight the flame out of fear.
This isn’t giving up.
This is listening.

If your creativity has gone quiet,
if your words feel heavy,
if your rituals feel empty—

it’s not because your gift is gone.
It’s because your gift is growing.
Underground.

The in-between is fertile.
Roots are deepening where you can’t see them.
Your next portal is building pressure behind the veil.
And when it opens—it’ll carry everything you thought you lost, plus more.

So rest.
Not because you're weak.
But because your next scroll is made of strength you haven't even met yet.

Space Is Sacred

Creation is a cycle.
But we’ve been conditioned to treat it like a machine.
Push. Produce. Post. Repeat.

But your soul is not a content calendar.
Your creativity is not a conveyor belt.
It’s a cosmic rhythm.
And rhythms include silence, solitude, and stillness.

If you're in a space where the words won’t come, the visions feel cloudy, or your fire feels low—
don’t force. Soften.

Let this be the season of making space.
Sit with your journal—not to fill the page, but to witness your own breath.
Hold your crystals—not for answers, but to feel their silence meet yours.
Step outside—not for inspiration, but to remember the world doesn’t rush to bloom.

Sometimes the most creative thing you can do is nothing—
except listen, feel, and let your nervous system catch up with your spirit.

Rest is not resistance.
Rest is remembrance.

🔐 Mantra for the In-Between

I do not chase the flame.
I sit with the spark.
I trust what is rising, even when it’s quiet.
My rest is sacred.
My pause is part of the process.
I am still a portal, even when I do nothing.

Love and Light 💟💫 - Creative Genius 9

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