This is my story. I am sharing to encourage those who may need support to trust their voice and to honor their own story. I want help others extract the thorns of shame, express their truths so that they too, may step fully into themselves.
Not believing in myself is my problem. Believing in myself is still something that takes constant work (practice!) to do with any consistency and I’ve been on this self-love journey for a while, y’all.
We unknowingly embody lies, false stories we hold tight to. Delusions which appear so real: words, behaviors, actions, opinions we’ve absorbed throughout our lifetime; causing us to deny our own divinity.
She realized no one would see her as Goddess until she saw herself as holy. No one would hold her as whole until she demanded they do so, and the Witch’s soul-retrieval is never complete; it is an enduring spiral dance…