No one came to rescue me - I knew things had to change

Ever felt like you were doing everything “right”… and still losing yourself?

I knew I wasn’t broken. But boy was I angry. Frustrated. Unhappy.

Tired of trying so hard for something that didn’t seem to be working anymore. Underneath all the rituals and spiritual practice… I was done.

I didn’t want to be rescued. I wanted answers. I wanted my purpose back. And I was sick of waiting. I prayed. I meditated. I asked for signs. I begged for clarity. And what I heard back? Made me even angrier.

“This is an inside job. A job only you can fix.”

Seriously? That’s what I get? I felt like slamming the door on my own guides. But in that sacred rage, something started cracking open. 

Because then came the next part.

Quiet. Direct. Truth I couldn’t un-hear: “When you take full responsibility for your energy, actions, reactions, thoughts, and self-sabotage, especially the parts you fear and avoid, we can walk with you to achieve anything.”

That… landed. Not instantly. Not with fireworks. But gently.

Right Now, I’m Still In That Space…

Holidaying. Resetting. Listening. Not gone, just returning to my own rhythm. Letting life show me what’s next. And when I return to you, it won’t be from where I left off. It’ll be from where I now stand. Unforced. Unrescued. Unshaken.

Because I finally stopped waiting for a rescue…

…and remembered:

I’ve always had the map.

Massive hugs, Sharon 🩷💛🩷