From my heart to yours
From my heart to yours
Dear Rosebud,
I see you there trying, showing up, and pushing through daily. You want to keep choosing forward over stuck because you already know what stuck looks and feels like. You're looking for that sense of direction in your life, holding your own hand when it gets complicated. Learning to love yourself first because you understand it all starts with you.
That was me. A correction, that is still me, because self-love is a journey, not a destination. Just like the life of a rose, we open, bloom, wilt, and rot. Transformation is all a part of the journey. The more you evolve, the more you learn to love yourself all over again, and more deeply.
I had no self-love, self-worth, self-confidence, hobbies, and no true solid foundation of self. What did I believe in? Did I have morals and integrity? Was I kind? Who was I?
I would say things like "Why her, why not me?" I found I was comparing myself to others. I had to learn how to cultivate myself and my self-love. It was not effortless or trouble-free. However, once I started to understand that The Divine is working for me and not against me, I was able to slow down, connect to my intuition, and come up with a strategic plan to overcome challenges rather than bow down to them. This is still my method whenever I face something new.
I remember feeling lost, afraid, sick, depressed, and not seeing light at the end of the tunnel. And then life asked even more of me.
Not long ago, I experienced a miscarriage. And I want to speak on this gently but honestly, because too many women carry this quietly and alone, and that is something I refuse to do.
It reshaped me in ways I am still discovering. It took the version of me that existed before and paused her. In her place, I met someone quieter, more tender, more raw than I had ever allowed myself to be. There were days I could not journal, could not move my body, could not create. Days where I stood in front of the mirror and barely recognized the woman looking back.
But through that grief, my faith deepened in a way nothing else could have reached. I learned that strength does not always roar. Sometimes it whispers. Sometimes it simply breathes. Sometimes it sits still and lets The Divine hold what it cannot carry alone.
This season taught me that the healer can be held too. That receiving is not weakness. That softening is not giving up. And that you can be in the middle of your deepest loss and still be becoming someone more aligned than you have ever been.
I share this because if you have ever grieved something quietly, whether it is a pregnancy, a relationship, a version of yourself, a dream, I want you to know: your grief is sacred. Your healing does not have to be fast. And you are not alone in this.
Sometimes we must seek out mentors, people who walked the path before us. I did that, and I also attracted people and tools along the way. I have witnessed my life transform. I have many life lessons and teachings I picked up along the way. Now that I love myself, I know there is no competition. I love to empower others, especially women. I want to see you rise to the top. I do not walk ahead of you. I walk alongside you to show you what you can do.
This is why I show up for myself, for you, and for every other woman I have guided, continue to guide, and will guide.
Wishing you abundance on your journey.
With Love and Light,
"Are you ready to evolve not only your relationship with yourself but with everyone and everything around you?"
I'm Ready"She will be whole. She will be powerful. She will be tender. She will be you, just a new chapter of you."