Before the rising, there is the burning. This raw episode is a field note from my messy unbecoming: blood, bone, and breath. I name the years of pretending to be the picture-perfect wife and mother, the intrusive chorus of “be better, do more,” and the day I burned on a bathroom floor and heard the first clean whisper: You will rise. I trace the quiet betrayals that lit the match, the illusion of control I clung to after the tornado, and the moment surrender became medicine, not weakness. We close with breath. If the fire has found you, you’re not late, you’re ready. Let it burn. You will rise.
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spiritual awakening, dark night of the soul, shadow work, surrender, letting go of control, trauma healing, nervous system regulation, feminine embodiment, rebirth, unbecoming, bathroom floor moment, tornado recovery, resilience, breathwork, sovereignty.