01/02/2026
The last few days have been seismic for me.
A kind of inner sifting. Old things risingā¦not to punish me, but to be seen clearly at last.
Through breathwork and prayer, real and deep conversations with my closest, Iāve been given space to listen more honestly to whatās been living in my body and heart.
These practices have become a gateway to freedomā¦not by forcing change, but by slowing me down enough to feel what Iāve been carrying for a long time.
Iām becoming aware of places where care turned into obligation, where loyalty quietly asked me to override my own nervous system just to keep the peace.
Patterns that once helped me survive, love, and hold things togetherā¦but now come at too great a cost.
Iām noticing how triggers are not the problem themselvesā¦they are messengers.
They reveal where Iām not yet free.
Where something outside of me still has power because something inside me remains tender, unreleased, or unheard.
Some attachments once felt like safety. Some expectations kept me hoping for an outcome that was always just out of reach. Yet my body knew before my mind admitted itā¦where truth had been muted, where weight was being carried that never truly belonged to me.
This isnāt about blame or rewriting the past. Itās about release. About restoring integrity by honouring what my body and spirit have been quietly saying for a long time.
The questions Iām sitting with now are gentle ones:
Where have I stayed loyal at the expense of my own peace?
What once protected me, but now needs to be laid down?
This work isnāt comfortable, but it is clarifying.
Breath and prayer have shown me that healing doesnāt come through control, but through presence.
This isnāt a breaking open for harmā¦itās a breaking open for healing.
I donāt need to rush what comes next. What matters is staying with myself as I move forwardā¦
honest, grounded, and open to freedom.
With gratitude to for this fitting post that holds key and cores truths of this place Iām in right now.
As I stay present with breath and prayer, and my closest loves, Iām learning that freedom doesnāt arrive all at onceā¦it grows as I choose truth, safety, and grace.
Robbie š©µ
