This is my season to release, realign, and rise whole.
This is my season to release, realign, and rise whole.
Today, I release the lie that I am not good enough. That belief has weighed me down for too long, echoing through moments when I should’ve been standing tall in my truth. But I’m done letting it have power. I choose to believe what Spirit says about me: that I am worthy, chosen, and enough—just as I am.
I feel the tension in my chest and shoulders, the weight of being the one who always holds it all together. My body has carried survival like a badge, but now it’s asking for softness, rest, and healing. I honor that. I no longer push through pain like it’s normal. I pause. I breathe. I let myself feel so I can finally heal.
Healing doesn’t mean pretending nothing happened. It means looking at what broke me and saying, “You don’t get to define me anymore.” Every scar has taught me something sacred. Every setback was a setup for me to come back stronger.
This week, I give myself permission to rest. To say no. To let go. I protect my peace like it’s holy—because it is. I no longer sacrifice my well-being for the sake of being strong. I don’t owe anyone the version of me that ignores her own needs.
I align with Divine energy through silence, prayer, and presence. I stop trying to do it all on my own and let Spirit hold me. I remember that I was never alone—not in the fire, not in the healing, not in the comeback.
I choose to forgive—not to excuse what hurt me, but to set myself free. I release the ones who left me carrying what they couldn’t face. I release the guilt, the shame, and the silence. And I forgive myself—for staying too long, for not knowing then what I know now, for surviving the only way I knew how.
Wholeness, in this season of my life, looks like choosing me. It looks like living unfiltered and unafraid. It feels like peace in my chest, joy in my steps, and permission to take up space. I’m not trying to be who I was—I’m becoming who I was always meant to be.
I am not broken.
I am becoming.
I am whole.
Love and Light to all. And so it is.
—Rev. Angela July