11/02/2025
Coming Home to the Sacred Self
There comes a moment when you stop searching outside of yourself for what was never missing.
When the noise quiets, and you finally hear your own heartbeat again.
Coming home to yourself isn’t loud.
It’s sacred.
It’s the soft exhale after years of holding your breath.
It’s remembering that your body is a temple,
your emotions are teachers,
and your truth is holy.
Your thoughts are seeds — every one of them shaping the world you wake up in.
What you focus on grows.
Who you surround yourself with becomes the mirror you see yourself through.
Energy is contagious — so choose to sit with those who remind you of your light, not your wounds.
You don’t need to fix yourself — you were never broken.
You’re simply returning to the parts of you that got left behind.
Welcome home, sacred one.