JLJ Spiritual Healing

11/07/2025

“The Woods Know”

Some nights I sit with the fear of tomorrow, like a shadow I can’t reason with.

The full moon reminds me how much I still feel, how uncertain, how alive I am.

I don’t know where life is leading me,
only that I’m learning to trust its light.

I still want the simple things
a hand to hold through the quiet hours,
a home that grounds me and hums with warmth, someone who sees me for who I truly am and never wants to stray.

But I keep filling my days
with dinners, plans, and promises I don’t need to make, anything to keep from sitting still too long.

Distraction feels easier than silence,
until I remember silence is where truth waits.

I feed my soul by giving to others,
pouring out kindness like water,
hoping one day even ten percent
might flow back to me.

So I go back to the woods,
where the trees don’t ask questions,
and the ground forgives me for being unsure.

I walk there to remember that I’m alive,
that my soul knows more than my fear does.

Maybe there isn’t one right direction,
maybe there are many I still need to take,
each road teaching me
how to come home to myself.

Written on a night I trusted the moon
— HKeay

11/07/2025

11/05/2025

Letting Go

For some people, letting go is simple.
They walk away,
don’t look back,
breathe out, and it’s done.

But for the rest of us
it’s war.

We cling to what broke us
because it once made us feel alive.
We replay moments,
rewrite endings that never change.
We hold conversations in our heads
with people who stopped listening long ago.

Letting go isn’t peaceful.
It’s messy,
it’s tears at 2 a.m.,
it’s deleting a number and still remembering it by heart.
It’s pretending you’re over it
when you still flinch at their name.

We let go of dreams that never came true,
of love that couldn’t love us back,
of people who are already gone
but somehow still take up space in our hearts.

And maybe the truth is
we never really let go.
We just learn how to carry the absence,
how to live with the ghosts
and still find a way to keep breathing.
- H.Keay

11/04/2025

I don’t debate half full or half empty. I’m just thankful I’ve got a cup and the strength to refill it

10/28/2025

Fear of success is real. Sometimes it’s not failure that holds us back, it’s the thought of what happens if we actually make it, the pressure, the change, the responsibility. But don’t let fear convince you that you’re not ready. You’ve worked too hard to stand in your own way.

10/28/2025

For my own sanity, I’ve learned to let things be. What’s meant for me will flow, and what’s not will fall away.

10/20/2025

I’ve realized that givers truly require so little to be happy. Often, it’s not grand gestures or lavish displays, just a kind word, a simple message, or even a small acknowledgment can brighten our entire day. We give freely, with open hearts, and yet even the smallest signs of care mean the world to us. It’s a quiet kind of happiness, but one that runs deep.

Heather Finnerty Keay

10/14/2025

Choose yourself, even when it shakes the room. The ones meant for your next chapter won’t fear your power, they’ll rise with it.

10/14/2025

So much hate out there, people wasting their days spreading and sharing it. I have zero hate in me for anyone or anything. I choose to pray instead of project. The world would heal faster if more people did the same.

Our differences are what make the world go round. Respect others and they’ll respect you. You don’t have to push your views on anyone, just lead with love and let people be who they are.

10/13/2025

Other people’s answers can only come from their wounds, their fears, their lessons, not your path. Your truth reveals itself in stillness, not noise. Trust what your soul already knows.