Before we rise, we have to be willing to look beneath. Healing asks for honesty. Growth asks for presence. Transformation asks for participation. So here is today’s shadow invitation — gentle, but real: ✨ What is actually stopping you from showing up for your own healing? Not the surface excuse… but the truth hiding underneath it. ✨ Is it the fear of being seen without the armor? Is it the fear that once you start, there’s no going back to who you were? Is it the comfort of old wounds you’ve lived with for so long they almost feel like home? Or is it the quiet belief that you’re not ready… that maybe you never were? Your shadow isn’t the enemy. It’s the unopened door. It’s the place where your courage is waiting to be found. Take a breath. Be brave. Name it below. Your honesty might be the light Someone else needs to step forward.

Hello everyone happy Sunday what are you grateful for this am. I am grateful that I am free to worship spiritually the way I want too.. what where you grateful for this weekend? I got to see my daughter who was home from Texas.

I want to say congratulations and thank you for taking a step towards that fear of being vulnerable, raw, but most of all honest with yourself. It will get easier and I invite everyone to try and explore using AI as a tool using your words but having a polished version. @Elizabeth Matheny @Nicol Mathis @Nicole Banker @Dawn Burgess @Lamar McAllister @Erica Stoll @Alice Barrows @Amanda Jackson @James Bansbach @Jen Borgstadt @Keon Vance@Sierra Meyer

Lately, my inner critic has been louder than I’d like to admit. It whispers things that cut deep, especially on the days when I’m already tired or stretched thin. It tells me: - “You should be further along by now.”As if my journey hasn’t already taken incredible strength just to keep going. - “You’re failing, even when you’re trying your best.”As if effort, resilience, and survival don’t count. - “You’re not enough for the life you want.”As though worth is something earned instead of something I already carry within me. - “You’re too much — your emotions, your needs, your story.”As if needing care or understanding is something to apologize for. - “No one sees how hard you’re fighting, so maybe it doesn’t matter.”As though being unseen means being unworthy. These are the voices that echo from old wounds, old expectations, and old pain — not the truth of who I am. They come from a place of fear, not from a place of wisdom. And even when they feel heavy or convincing, I’m learning to notice them, breathe through them, and gently remind myself: My healing is not a race. My worth is not conditional. And I am growing, even on the days it feels like I’m standing still.