Writing the things you’ve been afraid to say out loud. I am looking forward to seeing your writings.

@Luniver Lago writing into the wound welcomes you. I hope you enjoy our little family.

What is a song/songs you go to to lift your spirits raise your vibrations: I’ll start

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✍️ Take time to journal and ask yourself: What truth do I need to speak before this year ends? What thoughts or stories am I finally ready to release as I step into a new chapter? As I write this, I feel myself moving closer to my purpose — choosing to live each day as if it were my last, pressing forward like the buffalo who faces the storm head-on. I do this because I know Divine is my source, my light, and the answer to every silent question my heart has ever carried. I am ready to release the trauma that no longer serves my soul or my children. I am done holding fear. I am done shrinking myself to fit into an old version of who I used to be. I am chosen. I am divine. And I cannot step into the best version of myself while clinging to yesterday… or worrying about a tomorrow that hasn’t arrived. So I choose now — to breathe, to listen to Divine, to silence the noise of distractions, and to distance myself from people, places, and things that pull me away from my path. I let go of the old to make room for the future. I love authentically. I expect nothing. I give everything with no conditions. 2025 was a year of loss, but also a year of blessings and deep, undeniable healing. Through every moment, I stayed focused. I held onto Divine as my lifeline. I healed wounds that were buried so far down they felt like another lifetime. And now, I feel as though I have been released from a prison I didn’t even realize I was locked inside — a prison built from old pain, generational stories, and burdens that were never mine to carry. I acknowledge the harm — the pain I caused others, and the pain I caused myself. The torture I endured was senseless, but I give myself grace because I didn’t know any better then. I was surviving. I was learning. I was trying to navigate a world with wounds that were never tended to. As 2025 comes to an end, I lay it all down. I surrender every fragment of what no longer belongs to me — every fear, every doubt, every heavy memory. I place it at the feet of something so much greater than I am.