Wisdom and reflections on the cycles and seasons of Healing, Transformation, and Empowerment
Crowned Warrior
(manifesto of personal freedom)
She is the beauty of a rose, both the petals and the thorns.
You are Not Forgotten, Just Incubating
No one told you of this journey; the destination of the soul.
A breaking open, a splitting, a spilling, and an emptying.
A temporary darkness and a return to remembering.
Remembrance is Returning to Me and SHE is Powerful
Return to the spark and look closely at it rising in the air. Did it disappear or just return to the stars? Unmarked soul seeds with battle scars. Follow the spark back down to where it begins, to the first time you agreed to be something you were not. These were agreements made barely past toddler legs. “Be a good girl. You’re naughty if you disagree.” “Naughty” is just another way to say, “your truth threatens me”. The same truth that threatens lives built on faulty foundations of illusion and oppression, the norms that dictate “too much” and “not enough”, and dance only with strings attached.
Pick Up Your Crown, Queen
YOU ARE truth. Truth is not black and white; it is a million shades of gray. To only honor your love and light is to honor half of life.
Your Tragedies are Returning You to Truth
This is the reason you suffer. To know and to hold your own suffering allows space to hold other’s suffering. To hold another’s suffering and to grieve their loss is the gift of healing. How could you hold so tenderly what you have not known through experience? You have touched the wisdom of darkness and made night your ally. Will you hold the medicine? Will you choose to be a wisdom keeper?
Rebirth is NOW
Earth, Water, Fire, Air, swirling in a symphony of ancient truths; meeting, colliding, and exploding into Ether.
I Honor You by Carving Magic Out of Mayhem
I honor you by stacking bricks of self-worth, dignity, and respect on the architecture of my life. This is MY design; for you, for me, for SHE.
I Carry the Sword of Truth
I bandage the wounds of a war-torn heart, offering gratitude that I am battletested and have been forged by the fires of transformation.
Destruction Takes Place for Present Moment Creations
Many lives, many ways, and many identities built on shaky foundations begin to crumble as truth invades consciousness. Allow them to crumble. There is power in letting all fall, making room for new architecture to take their place.
A Bit About Stefanie
So much of what I have learned has come from my soul deep connection with Nature, Earth wisdom, the intricate cycles and seasons of our lives, and the beauty that is to be found in both the darkness and light in all of those. It’s why I do the work I do!
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