Recently, someone told me I’m glowing. A few weeks ago, I would’ve laughed it off and kept moving. But now? I receive it fully, because this glow comes from doing the work—closing chapters, letting go of connections that no longer served me, embracing new beginnings, being poured into, healing old wounds, standing in my power, and following redirections. I may not have it all figured out, but I am grateful.
I’ve realized that everything I recently endured had to happen to push me forward. I had gotten way too comfortable—stuck in patterns, engaging with people who weren’t even on my level, and waiting for things to magically change. I kept talking about what I was going to do, but my actions weren’t aligning.
True, I went through some painful things, but I came out stronger, clearer, and more focused. Life isn’t perfect, but it’s better than I ever expected. There are still twists, turns, and moments where I have to sit still, but I’ve learned to appreciate the blessings—especially being poured into the same way I’ve always poured into others. Having people pray with me and acknowledge the hurt little girl inside? That’s a level of healing I didn’t know I needed.
Turning 50 has been an awakening. The old me had to die so I could rise anew, stronger and more aligned with my purpose. This glow isn’t going anywhere, and I’m adjusting my crown because, let’s be real, it was tilted for a minute.
Going forward, there are no hard feelings toward those who hurt me—honestly, they’re irrelevant in this new chapter of my life. I’m on a path of positive ascension, and only what aligns with that gets to come along.
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