I heal at a pace my nervous system can trust
Today I release the pressure to be “fully healed.”
Healing is not a performance.
It is not a deadline.
It is not a race to prove I’m okay.
Some of my patterns were survival.
Some of my reactions were protection.
Some of my strength was armor.
And I honor that.
But today, I allow healing to feel safer than survival.
I do not force breakthroughs.
I allow softening.
I allow space.
I allow rest without guilt.
If my body asks for pause, I listen.
If my spirit asks for quiet, I honor it.
If my heart needs reassurance, I give it.
I am not behind.
I am not broken.
I am becoming whole — layer by layer.
Healing and wholeness can coexist with imperfection.
And that is enough.
Love and light to all… and so it is.
Rev. Angela July | Still I Rise Ministries