JLJ Spiritual Healing

12/08/2025

❤️

12/08/2025

And it is ok!

11/25/2025

11/24/2025

This!!!! ❤️

11/19/2025

Be wary of the ones who watch you too closely, who you date, who you love, who lifts your spirit and who you spend your sunlight with.

Be careful of the eyes that track your footsteps more than their own, the ones who envy quietly, slipping casual digs between smiles, trying to tilt your vision
so you see others in shadows that were never there.

Be mindful of those who treat people with “lesser” titles for a heart that looks down will eventually look down on you too.

Stay alert around the jealous,
the green-tinted, the ones whose lives feel small and whose relationships feel hollow for misery loves company, and unhappy souls often try to sabotage joy they cannot carry.

And be especially careful of the ones who loudly insist that others are jealous of you because often, they are the ones harboring the deepest envy. Watch how their body shifts when others admire you, it tells the truth their words never will.

Protect your peace. Guard your light. And choose your circle like your future depends on it, because it does.

11/19/2025

It is a blessing!

11/19/2025

Learn to choose yourself first so you don’t drown trying to save someone else.

11/17/2025

I’ve learned that every time I choose myself, the universe responds. It moves pieces behind the scenes, aligning everything to support me.

11/14/2025

Facts. This is exactly why I take breaks from people and slip into hibernation mode. We’ve all been the complainer before, sure but when someone keeps repeating the same problems without making a single change, it’s time to step back and go ghost for a bit.

11/13/2025

You need to let go of what you’re holding onto so something better can find its way in

11/07/2025

“The Woods Know”

Some nights I sit with the fear of tomorrow, like a shadow I can’t reason with.

The full moon reminds me how much I still feel, how uncertain, how alive I am.

I don’t know where life is leading me,
only that I’m learning to trust its light.

I still want the simple things
a hand to hold through the quiet hours,
a home that grounds me and hums with warmth, someone who sees me for who I truly am and never wants to stray.

But I keep filling my days
with dinners, plans, and promises I don’t need to make, anything to keep from sitting still too long.

Distraction feels easier than silence,
until I remember silence is where truth waits.

I feed my soul by giving to others,
pouring out kindness like water,
hoping one day even ten percent
might flow back to me.

So I go back to the woods,
where the trees don’t ask questions,
and the ground forgives me for being unsure.

I walk there to remember that I’m alive,
that my soul knows more than my fear does.

Maybe there isn’t one right direction,
maybe there are many I still need to take,
each road teaching me
how to come home to myself.

Written on a night I trusted the moon
— HKeay