As the Beaver Moon rises tonight, it reminds us of the quiet wisdom of nature the beaver, patiently preparing its dam before winter, guided not by fear of scarcity but by trust in the rhythm of life.
This full moon invites us to do the same to release scarcity thinking and step into genuine prosperity consciousness. True prosperity is not about constant accumulation or competition; it’s about feeling secure within yourself, knowing that what you are building has purpose and endurance.
Ask yourself: What “dam” am I building right now?
Maybe it’s a new habit, a boundary, or a vision that supports your emotional, spiritual, or financial stability. The key is not speed, but consistency. Brick by brick, act by act, you are shaping the foundation of your future.
Tonight, under the light of the Beaver Moon, honor your efforts. Trust that every small, patient action contributes to the larger structure of your abundance.
The Art of Rising: Healing Through Small Steps and Self-Realization
It’s not how you fall it’s how you get back up.
Life has a way of humbling us, reminding us that growth often comes through discomfort. The ladder of life is full of splinters, and they prick the hardest when we’re sliding down. Yet, it’s in those painful slides that we learn what resilience truly means.
Healing isn’t a one-time fix or an overnight transformation. It’s about creating habits that heal us in increments tiny choices that rebuild our confidence, nourish our hearts, and realign our direction. Whether it’s taking five minutes to breathe, writing your thoughts, saying no to what drains you, or showing up even when it’s hard these small steps are the quiet architects of recovery.
Self-realization is the name of the game. Ask yourself what it is that you really want out of life. If that question feels too big, start smaller: What would make me feel at peace today?
Because sometimes, happiness isn’t found in grand achievements but in the small moments of alignment between who you are and how you live.
Remember it’s not about pleasing everyone else or fitting into someone else’s mold of success. It’s about finding your voice and using it. That might feel daunting at first, but your truth has a vibration that will attract those who understand your vision.
So, as you climb again with splinters, scars, and strength remind yourself that healing isn’t about never falling. It’s about rising, wiser and more self-aware, each time you do
The Journey Is the Reward: What You’re Seeking Is Already Seeking You
We often spend so much of our lives chasing a distant goal success, love, peace, or purpose believing that happiness lies somewhere ahead, waiting to be found. Yet in this endless pursuit, we sometimes forget that the journey itself is the essence of life. Every step we take, every setback we face, and every moment of doubt we overcome shapes us into the person ready to receive what we seek.
The truth is, the destination is not always a faraway place; it often resides within us, quietly unfolding with every experience. The universe has a mysterious way of aligning us with what we desire when we are ready for it. What you’re seeking is, in fact, seeking you. It’s not a matter of running faster or trying harder, but of becoming more aware, more open, and more present.
When we shift our focus from striving to trusting, the path begins to feel lighter. Life starts to reveal small signs a meaningful conversation, an unexpected opportunity, or even a gentle nudge from intuition guiding us closer to where we’re meant to be. These moments are not coincidences; they are confirmations that we’re on the right track.
So, instead of anxiously looking toward the horizon, take a moment to appreciate where you are now. You might discover that the “destination” is not a single moment of arrival but an ongoing journey of becoming. The growth, wisdom, and beauty you’re searching for are already blooming within you waiting to be recognized.
After all, the journey is valuable not because of where it ends, but because of who you become along the way.
Letting Go vs Giving Up: The Art of Expansion
Letting go is not a sign of weakness; it is a profound act of strength and wisdom. It is about recognizing when something or someone has served its purpose in your life and releasing it with grace. Letting go means freeing yourself from the heavy grip of pain, resentment, or outdated belief systems that no longer align with who you are becoming. It’s an internal decision to make space for peace, growth, and new beginnings.
When you let go, you are not losing; you are creating room for expansion. You allow your soul to breathe again. You invite healthier relationships, ideas, and opportunities that nourish your wellbeing. It’s an act of self-respect an acknowledgment that you deserve a life that feels light, authentic, and aligned.
Giving up, however, is very different. Giving up comes from exhaustion, fear, or despair. It’s rooted in resistance rather than acceptance. When you give up, you shut down possibilities; you shrink your world. Letting go, on the other hand, opens you up. It’s not about walking away in defeat it’s about walking forward in faith.
So, the next time you feel torn between holding on and letting go, ask yourself: “Is this serving my highest good?” If the answer is no, release it lovingly. Trust that by letting go, you are not losing your story you are simply turning the page to a chapter that aligns more deeply with your truth.
Coming Home to My Power
I walked through silence,
through storms that spoke in whispers,
learning that power isn’t loud,
it hums softly beneath the ribs,
where truth and peace entwine.
I have been broken open,
not to be shattered,
but to see the light that waited
beneath my own skin,
patient, kind, and knowing.
I’ve met my shadows,
not as enemies,
but as teachers
who showed me the way back
to the woman I had once forgotten.
Now I see my strength was never in endurance,
but in my capacity to love
even when misunderstood.
My softness was never weakness,
it was the language of my soul.
I no longer seek permission
to speak, to feel, to be.
I breathe with my heart unguarded,
trusting that the path ahead
unfolds exactly as it should.
I am not what I lost
I am what I found within the loss.
I am home in my body,
safe in my truth,
rooted in peace.
My power is not control
it is surrender.
It is love, unfiltered, unbound,
and finally,
mine.
Transform Your Pain Into Medication
There comes a time when pain no longer feels like an enemy, but a quiet teacher disguised in discomfort. The ache that once made you question your strength slowly becomes the voice that guides you inward asking you to pause, to feel, to listen.
We often run from pain as though it’s a sign of weakness, when in truth, it’s the beginning of transformation. The heart breaks not to destroy you, but to let light seep through the cracks. Every wound you carry has something sacred to say about who you were, who you are becoming, and what you are meant to release.
Pain is not meant to be numbed. It is meant to be understood. When you allow yourself to sit in its depth, without judgment or escape, it starts to shift. What once felt unbearable begins to soften. The bitterness turns to wisdom. The sorrow becomes empathy. The chaos, a kind of clarity.
This is how pain turns into medication not by erasing what hurt you, but by alchemizing it. The same fire that burned you also forges your strength. The same tears that blurred your vision cleanse your soul.
When you can look at your scars and feel gratitude instead of grief, that’s when healing begins. Because you realize pain was never your punishment; it was your purification.
So breathe through it. Trust its rhythm. Let your pain teach you how to love yourself in ways comfort never could. For within every ache lies the medicine your soul has been waiting for.
The Thin Line Between What Happened and How It Happened
Every incident has two aspects, what happened and how it happened. The thin line between these two is where the truth quietly resides.
Most of us get caught in the surface of what, the facts, the sequence, the visible story. But rarely do we pause long enough to explore the how the emotions, choices, reactions, and energy that shaped those facts. The what is often what we remember, but the how reveals what we learned.
When we replay a painful event, we often narrate the what: They said this. I did that. It ended this way. But when we reflect on the how, the perspective deepens: How did I respond? How did I allow it to affect me? How did my silence, fear, or love influence what came next?
That “how” tells the real story not of the incident, but of us. It shows where we stood in awareness, in love, or in pain at that moment. It exposes whether we reacted from our wounds or from our wisdom.
Truth doesn’t live in the drama of the event; it lives in the quiet reflection afterward in that thin space where the what meets the how. That is where clarity dawns. That is where healing begins.
So, the next time life shakes you, don’t just ask, “What happened?”
Ask instead, “How did it happen and who was I in that moment?” Because understanding how can transform even the hardest what into a profound lesson of growth.
When Self-Respect Ends, So Does the Relationship
Love can survive many storms, distance, misunderstanding, and even pain. But there’s one thing it can not survive without: respect.
When self-respect fades in a relationship, it’s not just the bond that weakens. It’s your connection to yourself that begins to erode. You start doubting your worth, silencing your truth, and compromising pieces of your soul just to keep the peace. At first, it feels like love requires sacrifice. But soon, you realize what you’re sacrificing is yourself.
Love without respect turns into endurance.
You begin enduring silence, criticism, neglect, and emotional withdrawal, believing that maybe things will change, that maybe love will heal it all. But love that costs your self-respect isn’t healing. It’s self-abandonment.
Self-respect is not ego. It’s the quiet knowing that you deserve kindness, honesty, and reciprocity. It’s the strength to walk away when staying means losing your peace. It’s the moment you stop asking, “Why don’t they value me?” and start remembering, “Why did I stop valuing myself?”
True love does not demand the death of self-respect. It deepens it. It allows both people to grow, not shrink. When mutual respect disappears, the relationship stops being a place of safety and becomes a space of survival.
Sometimes, the bravest act of love is letting go, not because you stopped loving, but because you started respecting yourself again.
Because when self-respect ends, so does the relationship, even if you’re still physically in it.
Listen from Your Mind, Speak from Your Heart
How often do we speak without truly listening? How often do we react before we pause and think? Life constantly asks us to navigate the space between thought and feeling, yet we rarely stop to reflect on how we communicate.
Listening from your mind is not about overthinking or overanalyzing. It is about observing, understanding, and giving space to clarity. It’s the quiet awareness that notices patterns, considers perspectives, and asks, “What is really happening here?”
Speaking from your heart is not always easy. It requires courage, honesty, and vulnerability. It means expressing yourself with authenticity, without pretence, without fear of judgment. It is the language of compassion, connection, and truth.
When the mind listens and the heart speaks, something shifts. Conversations become gentler. Reactions soften. Understanding deepens. We no longer feel the need to defend or compete, but instead, we create space for empathy, reflection, and connection.
Pause for a moment the next time you feel the urge to speak. Let your mind absorb what is being said. Let your heart decide what deserves to be spoken. This balance does not make communication perfect, but it makes it real. It makes it human.
Because in the end, we do not only need to be heard, we need to be understood.
My truth
My Truth Is…
My truth is that love, for me, has always been about respect, understanding, and acceptance without judgement. In my marriage, I did my best to keep an open heart, ready to build a life built on companionship and mutual respect. But somewhere along the way, love began to feel conditional. I found myself trying to earn understanding instead of being met with it. I silenced parts of myself to keep peace, but in doing so, I lost the peace within me.
My truth is that I always loved deeply, maybe too deeply, believing that love could heal what respect and empathy couldn’t. But love can not breathe in an environment where one person’s voice is dismissed and the other’s truth dominates.
As a mother, my truth is that every choice I made came from love, even the difficult ones. I wanted to protect, nurture, and guide my daughters, even when it meant being misunderstood. I may not have been perfect, but my heart was always in the right place.
My truth is that I value connection where hearts can speak without fear, where being seen and heard is natural, not earned. I value relationships that are rooted in honesty and where imperfections are met with grace, not judgement.
And my truth today, after everything, is that love begins with me. Respect begins with me. Understanding begins with me. I no longer need anyone else to validate what I know within, that my love has always been pure, my intentions sincere, and my soul resilient.
SELF LOVE AND SOUL HEALING 