If we can’t rest in our feminine essence, our divinity, we disconnect from our true design
There’s no way to see yourself clearly when femininity is made wrong
No way to hear what your soul desires, no way to receive what’s already reaching out to you
I had a quite enough conversations with a woman who had invested so much in healing, retreats, courses, these big visions of a life where she lives from her work, earns beautifully, she is in love and feels free.
But when it didn’t unfold like she imagined, she believed her inability to create that life meant she hadn’t healed enough.
Isn’t that what we’ve all been told?
That if we don’t have what we want, it’s because we’re not healed enough?
This belief shows up in so many ways:
No partner? Must be unhealed.
No abundance? Still broken. Must be unhealed.
We’ve all been there.
I’ve started to believe that healing is a seductive idea a promise of “then.”
Then I’ll be ready.
Then I’ll be whole.
But “then” is an illusion.
The language around healing often masks a quiet plea…
“Fix me.”
As if we’re not already whole.
And I’m wondering how to build a space for this truth, right here.
This awareness challenges me to sit with what I truly want to say, and what I deeply feel and see.
Life is challenging me to stand in my truth.
Why is that so hard for us?
Why do we believe that the shiny “glow-up”, the polished version of power, is what truly moves people, makes them more successful?
I am a woman.
And I want to feed the world something I’ve never been fed
The beauty of simply being
But everywhere you look there are saying to you that you need to do soemting to BE
And in that, maybe I won’t be accepted
And you know what? That feels okay now
Most of the people I’ve had to let go of, the ones who weren’t meant to stay for this kind of discomfort and growth but they became my greatest teachers for my own growth.
And I thank them for that
My greatest achievement? Becoming the kind of person who would’ve protected and supported the child I used to be.
That… that right there is the most powerful thing I’ve ever done.
Isn’t that the point of it all?
But somewhere in the mess of trying to heal, we forget. We forget the we are not moving from imperfection to perfection. This is a lie.
We’re so focused on fixing the past that we miss the fact we became the answer we always needed…
And what If even when are, hurt, raging, sad, we are already whole?
Why am I still messy?
Still unsure?
Everyone else seems so aligned… so certain.
And you’ve told yourself
If I can just feel sacred again…
If I can just look like I’ve got it all together…
Then maybe it’ll all finally click
No matter the distance between us and our deepest longing.
What if this moment, this exact space, is holy?
What if every scar, every knot on the tree, adds to the poetry of your life
We don’t have to heal to be in your own magnetic femininity you are IT.
We don’t have to fix ourselves to receive the life to meet us.
All we have to do is feel what is already there, but maybe you need to go a bit into the blue ocean depth.
Every time we choose not to fix ourselves, we create space to feel.
And that… is enough.