I honor my healing by moving gently and intentionally
Today I release the need to push through what requires tenderness.
I acknowledge that my health deserves patience, not pressure.
Clarity comes when I allow space.
Healing comes when I stop demanding proof.
Old expectations, outdated roles, and survival habits no longer define me.
I am not here to endure endlessly — I am here to live wisely.
Where I once criticized, I now become curious.
Where I once rushed, I now breathe.
I trust that God is working beneath the surface in ways I cannot yet see.
Every small adjustment is sacred.
Every thoughtful pause is progress.
I am not broken.
I am becoming.
Love and light to all… and so it is.
Rev. Angela July
Still I Rise Ministries