You're ready to let go of the "poor me" and instead find a place you can say "me too"

 “I’ve done the mindset work, but I still feel like I’m performing at being free.” 
“I know I’m powerful, but I’m exhausted trying to prove it.” 
“The coaches I’ve worked with gave me tools — but none of them gave me permission.” 
“I’ve had glimpses of my truth… but I’ve never felt safe enough to live in it.” 
“I don’t want another formula — I want to remember who I was before I thought I needed one.” 
“I don’t want to be fixed. I want to be felt.” 

She feels unseen, even in spaces that promise visibility. 
She confuses productivity with presence.
She ping-pongs between “I’m doing it!” and “WTF am I even doing?” 
She’s the high-functioning mystic — always healing, always consuming, rarely integrating. 
Her creativity drips with sacred potential but feels stuck on repeat. 
She knows she’s the one… but secretly hopes someone else will say it first. 

She longs to be held without being handled. 
To be witnessed in the messy middle — not just the glow-up. 
To feel powerful without needing to fight. 
To express in her voice, brand, body, and bank account.
To make art of her pain, without making her pain the product. 
To live as the ceremony, not just attend one more. 

She’s not chasing another result. 
She’s remembering what it means to initiate herself. 
She wants her presence to pulse so clearly it calls people home — no pitch needed. 
She wants to exhale into a life where trying hard isn’t the metric. 
She wants to be met with soul clients who say, 
“I don’t even know what you sell… but I need to be in your world.” 
She wants peace in her process — where even the parts that once performed get to rest. 
She’s not building a brand. She’s building a bell for others to hear from the silence she honours, protects and nurtures.
And when she speaks — it rings.

And without them knowing why, they come, sit, and drink tea with her.