You Are Not Healing. You Are Growing.

Healing implies there is something to fix. That you are broken, fractured, in need of repair. But what if healing is not about erasing the past or mending the cracks? What if healing is simply another word for growing?

Because it is far easier to call yourself broken than to take ownership of your own becoming. It is far easier to believe that relief is something to be found outside of you—wrapped in sage smoke, poured into bathwater, or pressed into the palms of another—than to acknowledge that the work is yours alone. That no ritual, no remedy, no other person can do for you what only you can do for yourself.

True transformation is not a return to who you were before the storm. It is the process of stepping into who you are meant to be because of it.

You are not healing. You are growing.

To be human is to feel everything—the light and the dark, the expansion and the contraction, the love and the longing. It is to wrestle with discomfort, to sit with uncertainty, to trust that pain is not proof of brokenness but a doorway to something new.

Growth is not something you wait for. It is something you step into.

Every painful moment, every ache in your chest, every experience that shakes you awake—it is not here to destroy you. It is here to shape you. You are not losing yourself. You are shedding the parts of you that are no longer needed. You are not breaking. You are breaking open.

And the shift? It comes from within. It always has.

It is you who feels a clearing when the weight of guilt lifts.
It is you who feels your heart expand when the sharp edge of grief begins to soften.
It is you who finds peace when your body is held by the earth, when the wind whispers truths only you are meant to hear.

It is you.

I have walked through the wilderness and found myself there. I have stood beneath wide-open skies and remembered what it means to belong to myself. Yes, I still light candles, burn sage, and seek wisdom from those who walk the path before me. Not because they can heal me, but because they help me remember that I have been whole all along.

You are not broken. You are becoming.

I do not call myself a healer because I cannot do this work for you. But I can, and I will, walk beside you as you do it yourself.