From Busy to Sacred

“I used to think being busy meant I was important. Now I know stillness is sacred too.”

I’ve spent years unlearning the lie that worth must be earned through exhaustion. My busyness once numbed the ache. Now I move from presence, not pressure. From devotion, not drive.

If you're navigating that shift too, you're not alone.

My Way. My Truth. My Sacred Knowing.

I don’t believe any of us are broken.
We don’t need to be fixed, found, or put back together.

We’re not puzzles. We’re poems.

I don’t subscribe to the idea that we must “let go” of our past, or that daily grounding alone will make everything okay. Life is messier, more sacred, and more real than that.

What I do believe in is this:
💛 That we heal by walking with our fear, not bypassing it.
💛 That we’re allowed to be fully human — to have shit days and sacred ones too.
💛 That being real is more powerful than being perfect.

I believe in the medicine of kindness.
The courage of vulnerability.
The radical act of putting yourself first — not out of selfishness, but because you finally remember you matter.

So if you’ve been saying yes to everyone but yourself, let this be the moment that changes.

And here’s the truth:

If I can do it — YOU can too.

We are all capable of transformation.
Of remembering.
Of returning to our sacred hearts.