05/31/2025
If you would’ve asked me to go hiking on Wednesday, the answer would’ve been a hard NO.
That day humbled me.
I’ve had three babies naturally, and yet I had never felt pain like I did that morning. I woke up and couldn’t put any pressure on my left foot. Pain shot through my heel and the side of my foot, sending me into silent tears—trying to stay strong so my kids wouldn’t see.
But deep down, I knew…
This wasn’t just physical.
This was energetic. Emotional. Trauma that had been stuck in my body—begging to be released.
By Wednesday night, I couldn’t stand. I prayed. I cried. I asked God, “How did I let myself get here?”
But I refused to accept it as my new normal.
I refused to let Satan win.
I refused to believe that this was the life I was stuck with.
Thursday came. I surrendered.
I stretched. I shook. I released. I sobbed.
I gave my body permission to feel it all, to let go, to heal.
I spoke love and safety over my pain, not fear.
I realized something big:
👉If we don’t learn how to let go of what we’ve stored inside, our bodies will eventually force us to.
Today, I walked without pain. I hiked. I cried in gratitude.
And I was reminded…
✨ Our bodies are always working to heal us.
✨ God is always working to restore us.
✨ And we never have to walk through the pain alone.
If you’re reading this, THIS IS YOUR SIGN:
Don’t give up.
You are not broken.
You are healing.
You are supported.
And God is with you every single step of the way.
🌿 Keep going. You’re not alone.
