Coming Home to Myself: A Letter from the Shadows

Why I Went Silent—and What’s Blooming in my Sacred Silence

Dear Soul Family,

You may have noticed the stillness on my blog for quite some time now. No cosmic downloads. No tarot whispers. No poetic musings. Just... silence.

And today, I finally feel ready to share why.

This past season of my life hasn’t just been a chapter—it’s felt like an initiation. I became a mother. A portal opened. And with it came an avalanche of shadow work that no book, teacher, or training could have prepared me for.

You see, I’ve spent years guiding others through their transformations, helping them find light in chaos, and translating the language of the soul. But becoming a new mom? That has been the deepest descent into my own underworld. It cracked me open in ways I didn’t expect. And in that raw, sleepless, identity-shifting space… writing took a back seat. Not because I didn’t want to—but because I couldn’t write from a place I hadn’t fully integrated yet.

Motherhood: The Ultimate Mirror

Motherhood has a way of stripping away illusions. It shows you who you really are beneath the roles, the titles, and even the healing work. It unearthed old wounds I thought were long buried—abandonment, fear of inadequacy, the guilt of wanting more, the pressure of “being enough” for everyone... especially myself.

I found myself staring into the abyss of my own expectations, watching parts of me crumble—the perfectionist, the overachiever, the “always available” healer. They had to go. They weren’t real anymore.

And in their place? A quieter, softer version of me began to rise.

What I’ve Been Learning (and Unlearning)

✨ Stillness is sacred.Sometimes not producing is the medicine. My soul didn’t want more noise—it wanted integration, rest, and gentleness.

✨ The divine doesn't rush.My timelines were ego timelines. Spirit has been whispering, “Not yet. Let it brew.” And I’m finally learning to trust that.

✨ Shadow work isn’t a phase—it’s a return.This isn’t something we do once and check off. It’s cyclical. It’s layered. And right now, motherhood is my spiritual practice.

✨ Power doesn’t always roar.Sometimes it sighs, whispers, rests. I’m not coming back with fire. I’m coming back with embodied calm.

To My Beloved Clients and Soul Family

I want to thank you—for your patience, your presence, and your trust. Even when I went quiet, many of you stayed energetically connected. You reached out not to ask when I’d return, but simply to check in, to send love, to remind me I’m held too.

And now, in divine timing, I feel the call to return.

But this return won’t look like the old me who powered through. It will be a softer, stronger, and far more anchored version of me. One who knows how to pause. One who lets grace lead. One who is walking beside you—not from a pedestal, but from the same sacred earth.

New offerings are birthing. The energy is shifting. And yes—more blogs are coming. But this time, they’ll be richer, realer, and more rooted in truth than ever before.

Thank you for walking with me.The journey inward continues—and I’m honored to share it with you.