I don’t know about you, but when we learned “The Renaissance” in the University, it sounded like someone sneezed in French.
Re-na-sorr-what? 😂

All I remember was:
“It means rebirth.”
Rebirth of what? Who was born before? Who is born-again? Who died? Who is coming back?🤣 

But look around today…
And somehow, we are living through a modern renaissance, and it’s honestly beautiful to witness.

People are going back to handwriting journals.
People are leaving social media for days just to think.
People are talking to strangers at cafés instead of stalking them online.
People are reconnecting with nature.
People are rediscovering hobbies like painting, baking, crocheting, long walks, gyms, quiet mornings.
People are switching careers at 28, 35, 40 because their brains suddenly woke up like, “My dear, this is not my destiny.”

It’s like the world pressed a soft reset button.
“Try again. Become again. Be curious again.”

Some of us are returning to God.
Some are reconnecting with their creativity.
Some are discovering parts of themselves they abandoned because of “adult-hood”😂
Some of us are learning to feel again.

It’s giving… rebirth of the soul.
It’s giving… fresh eyes for old things.

And maybe that’s why I’m excited.
Because I can feel it in conversations, in books people are reading, in the hunger in the air…

A generation that once screamed “I’m tired” is now whispering,
“I want to live better.”

So here’s my small question for you:
What part of you is waking up again?
Your creativity?
Your spirituality?
Your curiosity?
Your courage?
Your joy?

Because this renaissance isn’t happening somewhere in Italy in 1400.
It’s happening in your room, in your mind, in your daily choices.

You are the renaissance.