07/24/2025
Devotion is not just prayer beads and quiet mornings.
It’s the willingness to keep showing up —
even when it’s messy, inconvenient, uncomfortable.
It’s the fierce loyalty to your own soul’s evolution,
even when the world demands conformity.
Devotion is excavation.
The digging. The unearthing.
The truth beneath the masks.
The wild self beneath the good girl.
The hunger beneath the habit.
The sacred fire beneath the shoulds.
Devotion is dancing with your own contradictions —
your longing and your rage,
your softness and your edge,
your shadow and your radiance.
It’s not a performance.
It’s a homecoming.
It’s listening to your breath as holy.
Trusting your body as oracle.
Claiming your pleasure as prayer.
It’s how you speak to your children.
How you move your body.
What you feed your mind.
Who you let into your bed and your heart and your energy field.
It’s a thousand little altars made of ordinary moments
that become extraordinary because you met them with presence.
Devotion is not a task.
It’s a way of being.
A practice. A pulse. A promise.
To never abandon yourself again.
To return.
To remember.
To rise.
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I SAVED A COUPLE OF SPOTS FOR OUR UPCOMING DEVOTION RETREAT ARE THEY YOURS?
