Headspace Studios.

Hey friends, it's Rosie.

Welcome to Radio Headspace.

So the other morning I was journaling, just letting the pen move nothing fancy.

And this random phrase dropped into my brain like a little riddle from the universe.

A monk, an artist, and a fisherman walk into a bar.

And I literally paused and said out loud,

okay, where is this going?

But the more I sat with it,

the more it started to unfold.

It wasn't a joke or a setup.

It was a metaphor.

It was me, my inner world,

the parts of myself I'd spent years trying to balance.

Because here's the thing. I've never felt like just one thing, and I've stopped trying to be.

Some days, I'm the monk. I want stillness. I crave silence, discipline, and presence.

Just me, my breath, my practice, no noise.

Other days, I'm the artist.

My heart is cracked open.

I'm channeling ideas, writing like there's a fire under my feet.

I want to feel everything and express it all.

And then there's the fisherman days.

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