The Hidden Weight Of Small Feelings

Every day, you are faced with moments when something tiny—a passing thought, a fleeting emotion, or a quick interaction—bodes a stronger significance than usual. But then, you disregard the moment, and soon forget.

Maybe it was the way your coffee cup felt unusually heavy one morning, or how a stranger's casual smile made you pause.

These seemingly insignificant moments often carry more weight than we give them credit for.

We're trained to pay attention to the loud emotions—the crushing heartbreaks, the soaring joys, the burning angers. But what about the gentle tugs of discomfort when a friend makes a certain comment? Or that inexplicable lightness you feel in a particular corner of your favorite park? These quiet feelings are like breadcrumbs leading us toward understanding ourselves better.

Our subtle emotions are often our intuition's first attempt at communication. That slight unease in a seemingly perfect job might be your inner wisdom detecting a misalignment with your values. The unexpected warmth you feel while organizing your bookshelf might be telling you something about what truly brings you peace.

Here's how to start honoring these smaller feelings:

Pause in the moment. When something catches your attention, even slightly, give yourself permission to stop and notice it.

Ask yourself: "Why did this small thing feel significant?" Don't rush to answer. Let the question sit with you.

Write it down. Even if it seems trivial. The act of describing a subtle feeling often helps uncover its deeper meaning.

That requires you to give your brain the space to breathe. If a seemingly insignificant moment feels uncomfortable, resist the urge to escape. Be still. Stare at things. Let your brain work through it.

The silent moments between actions holds more wisdom than you could imagine.

I spent years rewiring this by sitting still, reflecting, and uncovering the questions to ask myself to build a level of self awareness that led me to become the most fulfilled, financially stable, and physically strong I’ve ever been.

I wanted to create a community in which I could help others do the same, hold each other accountable, and learn from each other.

And that is why I created my Self Mastery School.

Self Mastery School is a place for those who want to actualize their greatest potential, strengthen their self awareness, and connect with like-minded, down-to-earth humans.

When you join the school, you’ll get access to:

• Full length courses/eBooks (including my Ultimate Self Mastery Course)

• Weekly coaching calls and lectures (related to self-awareness, making money online, social skills, fitness, etc.)

• An exclusive community of ambitious, open-minded people

It’s a place for those who feel like they can’t talk to anyone about self-improvement in real life, and are trying to find their tribe.

The friendships in there feel genuine.

And I have a feeling you’re going to find your tribe in there, too.

Here's some wins from our community:

Hope to see you in there.

Book Chronicles #4

As promised, I’m here to give you updates on my upcoming novel, Fractured Worlds. (That name is not official yet.)

Things are NOT looking up for the main character. Buddy is about to go through a brutal arc as his ability to see into a parallel reality begins to awaken.

I’m pretty sure I’ve settled on a first name for him as well. Now I’m starting to think about how his name will affect the path of the story as it goes along… if it does at all. I do believe our names subconsciously affect us more than we think.

I decided this would be the first newsletter where I actually share some of the manuscript. Here’s a part I wrote last night that doesn’t spoil anything (and is kind of related to this newsletter):

A catharsis usually leads to a revelation. When emotions too powerful for words pour out in an uncontrollable release, they leave behind an aftermath of coherence–a peace that lets you make sense of what once felt impossible to articulate, offering answers to revisit when the same kind of suffering inevitably returns.

I expected that to happen in the days following my outburst. That night, I slept more serenely than I had in months. But there was no catharsis. No clarity. If anything, I woke up more lost than before.

See you next week.

Quote of The Week

Thanks for reading, everyone. Hope you enjoy your weekend.

-Cole