BLISS FROM
A ROSE

I had absolutely no idea that this moment was a magnanimous first step into a deep, tumultuous journey of healing and freedom.‍ A 17-year-long one.‍ And I had no idea how many times I would return to that moment for comfort and encouragement.‍S till I Rise became a staple along my walk.‍ I’ve turned it into art — I sing it around my house.‍It’s a constant in my life — A fortress to snuggle into when I’m pressed down and aching.‍ A soothing balm for my pains that washes over me and reminds me of who I am.‍ I was unaware of so much in those days.‍

My story isn’t super unique ya’ll — we’ve all been through the ringer in some form or fashion.‍The theme to mine in particular, however, was one of unworthiness. ‍From guardians to counselors to friends to partners — just about everyone in my life regurgitated the theme right back to me — ‍I Am Not Worthy.

For over a decade now I’ve been investing into my self-healing — hungry for resolve and not always sure where to turn. ‍Along the way I’ve made mistakes (although I prefer to see them as lessons more so than mistakes) and I’ve given my money to people who didn’t honor it the way it (or I) deserved.‍

You’ve done it — you’ve woken up to your toxic tendencies and their roots, and your eyes are open to your need for healing and freedom. ‍You see the cycle — you know the trend — you’re ready to shut down the pattern.‍ But jeez — where the heck do you even start??‍