Caleb Campbell

@squarespace what is going on with my website and all of these errors on the back end? Also, I can’t get through to anyone via chat customer service

@SquarespaceHelp hi, my videos suddenly stopped working on my website. I embed them using a Vimeo link. Vimeo video is up and running. When I go to your help page and fill out the form, I keep getting that an error has occured and to fill out the form again, but always an error. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

@Joseph_Fasano_ 😭😭😭

Epecially for those who are sober, New Year's Eve can be a time of pressure and even pain. Here's a reminder to do it your own way:

@Joseph_Fasano_ This is beautiful. 😭

If you're feeling some darkness this time of year, I made this for you.

"Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure." - Rumi

Finally on my way to yes I bump into all the places where I said no to my life all the untended wounds the red and purple scars those hieroglyphs of pain carved into my skin, my bones, those coded messages that send me down the wrong street again and again where I find them the old wounds the old misdirections and I lift them one by one close to my heart and I say holy Holy. - Pesha Joyce Gertler

And just like that, it happens. You walk into a room, and you realize you're not scanning for approval or bracing for rejection. You're just there-fully you. You catch yourself in the mirror and you see the lines, the curves, the softness, and you say-thank you. You're standing in a conversation where you'd usually shrink or explain yourself away, but this time you stay rooted, shoulders back, and refuse to make yourself small for their approval. You realize you're not performing anymore. You're not hustling to be loved or working to be worthy—you're just being—and it's enough. Not because you tried harder. Not because you willed your way there. Not because you perfected yourself and earned it. But because somewhere along the way, you stopped abandoning yourself. You whispered holy to the places that hurt.

Life has a way of leading us into transitions, whether we’re ready for them or not. Sometimes, they’re obvious—a career shift, the end of a relationship, or a major life change that leaves us standing on unfamiliar ground. Other times, they’re quieter. A subtle realization that the way you’ve been living no longer feels like it fits. A growing restlessness or a soft ache for something more. Whether the transition is loud or quiet, it’s never easy. These moments stretch us, leaving us with more questions than answers. And yet, transitions hold a kind of magic. They’re invitations to go deeper—not to rush to the next thing or figure it all out, but to hold the tension of the in-between. To create space for something new to emerge, not by force, but by presence. The Day of Deepening is for those standing in this in-between space. It’s for the ones who feel the pull of change but aren’t sure how to navigate it. The ones who are ready to explore what’s unfolding within them and resist retreating to what feels safe and familiar. Together, we’ll explore the tension between who you’ve been and who you’re becoming—allowing you to emerge with expanded potential, possibility, and a renewed sense of purpose that changes not just how you lead—but how you live. calebcampbell.me/deepening

I know you don't see it right now, but it's in those vulnerable moments—when your heart is trembling, and the ground beneath you is shifting—when everything within you wants to grip tighter, to control what feels uncontrollable. It’s in those moments, when your life feels as fragile as a glass of water teetering on the edge of a table, that the seeds of self-trust are planted. And when you choose not to run from it, you’re telling yourself, “I can hold this. I can hold me.” This is how self-trust grows—not from having all the answers or always knowing the way forward, but from proving to yourself, again and again, that you will stay.

There is no rushing a river. These words rest on me like a weighted blanket—heavy, grounding and oddly comforting. They remind me to let go of the frantic energy that so often carries me through the day—leaving me scattered and breathless. The river doesn’t care about my need to be somebody, the urgency I feel in my chest on the mornings I wake up already feeling like I’m behind, or the weight of proving my worth through endless striving. But it does remind me there’s a pace older than my ambition. And when I accept this pace, I connect with a flow that predates me, a cadence that doesn’t rush but always arrives. For me, this is the essence of surrender. Not resignation, but surrender—trust in the steady unfolding of what is. To participate with it—not fight against it. And when we meet life in this way, even for a moment, something shifts. Acceptance washes over us, softening the grip of control and reminding us that we belong to a much greater and effortless flow. And it’s here, in this letting go, that we create the space for Love to breathe new life into our burned out hearts and tired souls. There is no rushing a river. And thank God for that. There is no rushing a river. When you go there, you go at the pace of the water and that pace ties you into a flow that is older than life on this planet. Acceptance of that pace, even for a day, changes us, reminds us of other rhythms beyond the sound of our own heartbeats. // Jeff Rennicke

Came across this poem by Morgan Farley & the last few lines are just beautiful. "It is dark out here, and cold. The moon is stone. I am alone with my longing. Nothing is happening but the next breath." When nothing is happening but the next breath-everything is happening.

I see you. The one who can’t seem to find the courage to lift your head again after colliding with yet another false start. The one sitting in your car outside the party, while your heart and mind go twelve rounds in the ring of insecurity. The one brimming with frustration because your Instagram feed is full of quotes and memes telling you to “let go,” but that feels impossible. You’ve got babies to feed, bills to pay, and a relationship hanging by a thread—letting go feels like a death sentence. I see you, the one who is so tired of being called strong, of being labeled resilient, as though it’s some badge of honor when all it feels like is another way to carry the weight of the world. I wish I could take your pain away. I can’t... but I can remind you that the strength everyone sees in you isn’t about never breaking—it’s about how you keep showing up, even when you feel shattered inside. I can remind you you’re not alone. I can remind you one step, one breathe, one moment at a time—don’t live out there or back there, be present with what is. And when you’re ready, even if it’s just for a second, lift your head and see that Love is still here. That even in the middle of winter, when the world feels barren and your spirit feels cold, there is within you an invincible summer waiting to emerge. Let it remind you that this moment, however heavy, is not the end—it’s part of your becoming. (Inspired by: In the middle of winter, I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer. – Albert Camus)

@DrunkOldGrad @goblackknights Solid crew!

@goblackknights @caleb_campbell

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I hope you don't give up on the gentle whisper nudging you, reminding you that there’s more within you than what the noise of life lets you hear. More than scrolling your phone late at night, hoping for something to fill the ache you can’t quite name. More than feeling stuck in the grind, wishing you had the space to breathe deeply and dream again. More than putting on a brave face at the dinner table when your heart feels anything but steady. That whisper knows the truth. The truth that you are made for more than just holding it all together. It knows the dreams you’ve tucked away, the ones that still flicker faintly despite the weight of the day-to-day. It sees the strength in your quiet moments, the courage it takes to show up when you feel like you can’t. It’s not asking you to have it all figured out. It’s simply inviting you to trust that there’s still time, still room, still hope for the life you’ve been longing for. Don’t stop listening.

@BStulberg Feel all of this. On another note, have you wrote about your approach to writing anywhere? What does it look like for you on a daily basis? Appreciate you and the work you do and message you share.

Don't pre-judge workouts. Some days I feel awful and the workout is great. Some days I feel great and the workout is awful. (This is true for my writing, too.) This is why it's so important to show up and get started. When people say focus on the process, it's this.

@Jungkunst2025 @KbergAthletics @ArmyWP_Football @WestPoint_USMA Thanks for the love, Olivia! Rooting for you!

Today I was selected athlete by my school @KbergAthletics to attend a breakfast with @caleb_campbell An inspiration keynote speaker also former West Point Football, and NFL player. Following breakfast he gave an incredible speech to my school. His unique journey was educating. #Hardwork#Grit #Determination ⚽️ #dedicated #preperation #recovery #soccerpassion⚽️ #impactplayer #workouts #Motivate #NoExcuses @GAcademyLeague @LISoccerClub #LISCGA07 @LIRoughRiders #BeAPlayerNotAPosition #Playmaker #ImpactPlayer #Classof2025 @LISoccerClub @GAcademyLeague #GATalentID #NewsdayTop100⚽️ #AllLeague #MVP #GATeamRep #NationalHonorSociety @KbergAthletics #Captain #Hofstra2029 @HofstraWSOC @riddi21 @Kellenberg @TopPreps @ImYouthSoccer @ImCollegeSoccer @SunilSportsNews @joseant1890 @YAthletesF @TAProfileAPP @thecoachstrayer @TRCPodcast_ @SSN_NCAASoccer @UWAA_United @HofstraWSOC @riddi21 @NewsdayHSsports @PrepSoccer @LIRoughRiders @G2CollegeSoccer @CoastRecruits @athleteprotocol @SSN_NCAASoccer @LIRoughRiders @Kellenberg @mattsmithsoccer @onlyGplatform @recruitingboost @SSN_NCAASoccer @TopDrawerSoccer @statsports @Sports_Recruits @onlyGplatform @_BallerMedia @KbergAthletics @NCAASoccer @tombowen_8

If there is one thing that has helped me shift from surviving my life to participating in my life, it is understanding and accepting that, like nature, our lives have seasons. Whenever I feel the winds of change blowing my life into a season of contraction, the season of winter, I have to remind myself that growth looks different. Growth doesn’t look like pushing through, as much as it looks like learning how to resist less. It’s uncomfortable as it’s the antithesis of everything I’ve been taught to be true when it comes to success. But what I’ve learned and continue to learn is that the winter has wisdom of her own. She has something for me that no other season has. In the words of Barbara Brown Taylor, “I have learned things in the dark that I could never have learned in the light, things that have saved my life over and over again, so that there is really only one logical conclusion. I need darkness as much as I need light.”

Yes, hard work. Yes, grit and determination. Yes, pushing through the pain. And, also... Yes, self-compassion. Yes, knowing when to let go. Yes, looking within and healing the pain.

Sometimes, the growth is in the staying. Sometimes, the growth is in the leaving. Only you know the growth you’re being invited to lean into. Honor it.