At first I believed it was a problem with my body.
So I went to the doctors and the shamans. And I healed my body.
Then I believed it was a problem with my men.
So I sought out the therapists and the matchmakers. And I healed my relationship with men.
Then I believed it was a problem with my money.
So I went to the advisors and the lawyers. And I healed my relationship with money.
And then lo and behold, I believed it was a problem with my mind.
So I sat at the feet of the gurus and the teachers. And I healed my mind.
And wouldn't you know it, next I was convinced it was a problem with my business.
So I hired the coaches and the strategists. And I healed my business.
And then damn it, I believed it was a problem with other women.
So I joined the sisterhoods and sat around the fires. And I healed the sister wound.
Then I couldn’t believe it- it was a problem with my anger and rage.
So I dove deep in the dark and did the Priestess ceremonies with the Dark Goddesses. And I healed my darkness.
Then I was dumbfounded that it was a problem with my boundaries.
So I cut out what no longer served me and had difficult conversations. And I healed the protective walls around me.
Around the circle I went until I found myself yet again believing it was a problem with my body.
And so the spiral continued. From problem to solution, from wound to grace, from healer to helper to expert.
Until- I simply couldn’t anymore.
Until I got utterly exhausted with proving, striving and healing.
Until I got sick of my own shit and got fed up with identifying myself in all of the ways I had been.
Until I had to stop and stare at myself, naked in a mirror, and see the truth.
See the worthiness.
See the revolution bursting from my soul begging to be seen. To be heard. To be shared.
This is my story, but it is also the story of every woman, every man, every human who walks this planet. For each of us the journey has appeared differently. But deep down inside, we are all on an adventure to uncover the deepest secret of all:
That you are worthy.
That I am worthy.
That each and every one of us- is worthy.
In this day and age, it’s revolutionary to hold such a belief.
Look around and you can see evidence on every corner that directly contradicts this, as well as evidence that exudes the gross characterization of- how shall I say it?
Overcompensation for not fully believing this inherent worthiness to be true.
How do you own this revolutionary act of worthiness?
How do you walk the line of belief in your inherent worth while staying in alignment with what is true for you?
How do you move from believing that worthiness is not something you earn, but rather is something you claim?
That’s what we are here to fiercely find out 🔥🖤⚡️