I honor my healing. I walk in wholeness.”
I’ve been carrying pain in this body for a long time.
Twelve pregnancies. Ten births. Surgeries. Scars. Abuse I didn’t deserve.
And still—I’m here. Still rising.
But now… it’s time to stop calling myself lazy for not being superhuman.
My body is not broken.
She’s been through war and kept going.
Now she’s asking to be loved, not pushed. Heard, not shamed.
She’s tired—and that’s not weakness. That’s truth.
Today, I choose healing over hustle.
I choose rest over guilt.
I choose meditation over madness.
Because I deserve peace just as much as I’ve given it to others.
And yes, I’m finishing this thesis—not just for a degree, but because it’s part of my healing too.
It’s proof that after all the trauma, the pressure, the survival…
I still showed up for my divine purpose.
I don’t have to prove my strength anymore.
The fact that I’m still standing is proof enough.
Love and light to all… and so it is.
— Rev. Angela July