She Is You, She Is Me

Dearest sisters, for you... A tender, timeless story of falling apart, finding light, and reconnecting within. I share this slowly, with spaciousness and heartfelt intention. May you find reflections of your own journey within these words, and a gentle reminder that even in life's deepest valleys, spirit within us continues to rise.
With love, you are not alone.

Transcript

Once upon a time. Long ago and yet also now. Buy now. That was a beautiful girl. I lived by the ocean. She felt she was moving towards her dreams. She was following. What she thought was her heart. Devastation game to her. And broke her down and cracked her open. She felt swallowed. Deep in a valley, In a pit. For many months. She was in deep agony. She cried. Struck by grief. Feel. Sadness, Despair. Heartlessness. Little by little she's seen. Lights. These slits. They came in different forms. Some were a kind word. Somewhere hug. Some were a friend. A new start. She had been thrust into. She gathered all those lights. And used it to find her own. She built her life. With the help of others. She felt afraid at times. But as her light grew stronger. She was less afraid. She was less afraid of being afraid. Knowing that. Like the seasons, It comes and it goes. She'll encourage strength. Passion and gratitude. She learnt humility. Is she the latter one? True love, Connection. And integrity meant. She showed up in the face. Of all. The mountains and valleys. Then all the raging torrents. And the wind. Long ago and also today, She looks back on her journey. Humbled and grateful. Peaceful. And accepting. Honouring that something greater than her unfolding. This is where she found the most strength This is where she found deep surrender. And this is where she realised her beauty. Go along. She is a phoenix. She is a snake. She is an eagle. She is a wolf. She is an angel. She is you. And she is me.