Messy Miracles

11/20/2025

11/18/2025

The ones who fought in silence.
The ones who carried their pain alone.
The ones we miss every single day.

Sharing our stories isn’t always pretty. It’s messy, emotional, vulnerable… but it’s also powerful. When we speak our truth — about addiction, trauma, healing, and all the in-between chapters — we shine a little light into someone else’s darkness. We remind people that hope is real, that recovery is possible, and that no one has to walk this path alone.

This is why we tell our stories.
This is why we keep showing up.
This is why Messy Miracles exists.

For them.
For us.
For anyone still finding their way home. 💛✨

11/17/2025

Some days I still can’t believe how far I’ve come. The girl who once felt lost, numb, and stuck is the same woman who chose sobriety, chose accountability, and chose to fight for a life she didn’t even know she deserved. ✨

Getting sober didn’t magically fix everything—but it gave me my chance. A chance to face myself, to heal, to love deeper, and to grow into someone my kids and grandkids get to see present and alive today. ❤️‍🔥

If you’re in the messy middle… keep going. Willingness is the first miracle. The rest follows one brave decision at a time.
🙏❤️‍🩹

11/04/2025

Yoga has been one of the most powerful tools in my recovery — not because it “fixes” anything, but because it helps me feel again. 🧘‍♀️💫

Recovery isn’t just about staying away from what hurt us; it’s about learning to live inside our bodies again, to breathe through the tough stuff, and to quiet the noise in our minds. 🌬️🫶

Every pose is a reminder that strength and softness can coexist. 💪💖
Every breath is a chance to come home to yourself. 🌿
And every moment on the mat is proof that healing doesn’t have to be perfect — it just has to be honest. 🌞✨

10/30/2025

Sometimes I need to remind myself to fill my cup first. Today I took a day off work to rest and rejuvenate After all the chaos, noise, and what feels like constant giving…the quiet feels like medicine🕯️

It’s the trade I’ll gladly take —
a house to myself,
a cup of something warm,
a little soul work,
and space to just be💭

Learning, healing, and sipping peace
one breath at a time. ✨

Healing is messy,
but damn, it’s beautiful too. 💜

Grateful for this chapter —
recovery, growth,
and becoming a yoga teacher
one breath at a time. 🧘‍♀️

10/30/2025

There’s something about a man cooking that hits different when you’ve lived through chaos🌪️

Sexy isn’t just about looks — it’s about safety, consistency, and the kind of quiet love that doesn’t make your nervous system flinch 🥰

Safe love. Healing love. The kind that reminds you that peace can actually feel this good. 🥹❤️‍🔥

10/28/2025

🌿 Yoga for Recovery — from someone who’s lived it 🌿

Hi friends 💛 I’m 16 years free from drugs, and still learning, healing, and growing every day.

I’m at the tail end of my yoga teacher training, working toward my 200-hour certification, and my dream is to share what’s helped me find peace after chaos — yoga, breathwork, and meditation for recovery ❤️‍🩹

As part of my training, I’d love to offer free practice classes to anyone walking their own recovery path, or to places like that support others in healing.

No experience needed — just an open heart and a willingness to breathe.

If this speaks to you or your organization, message me. Let’s move, breathe, and heal — one messy miracle at a time. 🌸

10/15/2025

Healing isn’t always pretty. It’s not all crystals, calm music, and perfect mornings — sometimes it’s crying in the shower, setting new boundaries, or admitting we’re still hurting💔

But every time we choose to face what broke us instead of running from it — that’s where the magic starts. 🌿

It’s in the messy moments that real miracles are born.
Keep doing the work. Keep choosing to repair. 🕊️

10/13/2025

✨ In recovery — and in everyday life — it’s so important to pause, give thanks, and truly remember🙏

Remember how far we’ve come. Remember the blessings that surround us. Remember that gratitude is what keeps our hearts open and our spirits grounded💖
One day at a time, one grateful moment at a time🌿

🌈

09/25/2025

🌿 Just 15 minutes of meditation can shift everything. 🌿

When I sit in stillness, even for a short time, the noise fades, my breath deepens, and peace begins to rise. It doesn’t have to be long or perfect — those 15 minutes are enough to reset my mind, soften my heart, and carry calm into the rest of my day.

✨ Peace isn’t out there… it’s within us, waiting for us to pause and listen. ✨

09/17/2025

🌟 This September, in honor of Recovery Month, I share this because asking for help is not the end of the story—it’s the beginning of a new one 📖✨. And sometimes, that one act is the very thing that saves a life ❤️🙏.

For a long time, I thought strength meant silence 🤐💪. I believed that if I carried all my pain, my struggles, and my addiction on my own shoulders, it somehow made me “tougher.” But the truth was—I was breaking 💔😔.

There came a day when the weight was too much 🏋️‍♀️💭, and I finally whispered words I had been too proud—or too scared—to say: “I need help” 🗣️💞. That single act didn’t make me weak. It made me brave 🦋🌈. It opened the door to connection, to healing, and to life itself 🌱✨.

Recovery has taught me that there is no award for suffering in silence 🏆🚫. There’s no medal for never asking for help. What saves us—what saved me—is leaning into community 👥🤝, reaching out when the darkness feels heavy 🌌💡, and letting others walk beside us when we can’t carry it all 🚶‍♀️❤️🚶

09/17/2025

I used to think strength meant staying silent. But the truth is—asking for help saved my life. 💜

There’s no award for never reaching out. Recovery begins the moment we do. This September, let’s remind each other: help is always worth asking for, and healing is always possible. ✨