Take Only a Handful

Dear Reader,

Michael came home from a trial lawyers’ conference last weekend. Two days, hundreds of attorneys. An event where everyone is sharp and has something to say — and will.

Over coffee the next morning, he told me the main thing he was thinking about was who to stop listening to.

Not who he met. Not what he learned. Just who to stop listening to.

I married a Scorpio lawyer, so this tracks.

He mentioned how he really only wants to hear from a handful of mentors.

A handful.

The idea stuck with me.

It got me thinking about my own life — how almost everything improves with a handful.

A handful of meals I eat over and over that nourish me.
A handful of books that have shaped the way I think.
A handful of silhouettes that work for my body and my life.
A handful of workouts I actually show up for.
A handful of skincare products that simply work for my skin type.
A handful of close friends who fill my cup.
A handful of mentors whose work I admire.
A handful of values I return to when life gets noisy.

Sometimes I assume growth comes from expanding. More information. More options. More recommendations. More things to try.

There is no shortage of good things. The world is full of remarkable books, meals, people, ideas.

The older I get, the less I want more options.

I don't need fifty dinner ideas. I need three meals I enjoy making that have a decent amount of protein.

I don’t need to know every lip gloss worth buying. I need the handful I already love.

I don’t need a hundred voices in my ear. I need a few people whose judgment I’ve learned to trust.

Instead of going wider, go deeper.

I read the same five books over and over. Each time, I find something I wasn’t ready to see before. Not because the books changed. Because I did.

That’s what depth gives you. Not more to hold onto, but a clearer sense of what already matters.

I’ve been wondering if a better life isn’t built by continually adding. Maybe it’s built by fine-tuning and refining what already works.

By identifying your handful.

The meals you love. The values that ground you. The voices worth listening to.

And then return to them, again and again.

What are your handfuls?

xx Megan