12/12/2025
Last night as I looked in the mirror at the women staring back at me I broke out in tears… I remember the days when I couldn’t even look myself in the eyes… for decades I had never truly seen myself or allowed myself to be seen. And when I started to, it was wildly uncomfortable. I used to stare at a stranger in the mirror, not knowing an inch of my own soul.
Last night when I stared into my own eyes, all I could think of was how fu***ng proud I am of myself. Of the woman I’ve become. Of the soul that I am. Of the little girl that once wanted so desperately to be seen, but first had to see herself. The number one thing I tell almost every single woman I’ve worked with in sessions and readings is to love yourself first. The cliche is true, it’s real. Because if you don’t know and love the soul you truly are, how are you supposed to feel at home, at peace, at rest, in your own mind and body?
Give that little girl you once were and still are, a hug. Literally. Wrap your arms around yourself and speak nothing but kindness into your ears, into your heart. Love, nurture, and cherish YOU and the rest will fall into place, always. ♥️
Xox,
Krysta
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