12/10/2025
When Lightning Finds Your Soul.
Awakening rarely sends an invitation. It doesn't knock politely at your door or wait for a convenient time.
It arrives like lightning, sudden, undeniable, electric, splitting the sky of your carefully constructed life in a single, illuminating flash.
I've been struck by this kind of lightning more times than I can count. In the depths of grief, when loss cracked me so open that pretense became impossible and only truth remained.
In moments of inexplicable joy, when life pulsed through my veins with such intensity, I remembered what it meant to be truly alive.
In the cathedral silence of early morning, when I finally stilled long enough to hear the voice that had been calling my name for years.
These moments don't arrive gently. They don't whisper sweet encouragements or offer gradual transitions. They arrive like revelation, raw, immediate, transformative. One moment, you are living one version of your life, and the next, you can never return to who you were before.
The woman I am today was born from these lightning strikes. Each flash burned away another layer of who I thought I should be, revealing more of who I actually am.
Each strike of clarity left me changed, charged, more authentically myself.
Where has awakening struck in your life, beloved?
What illusions has it burned away to show you the truth that was always waiting underneath?
If you could trace the lightning strikes of your own awakening, what would that map look like?
