There's power in the pause. In that liminal space where the old has fallen away and the new is not yet clear, something sacred is forming—quietly, wildly, and with deep purpose.

Healing isn’t a glow-up.

It’s a cracking open. A shedding.

A holy mess of remembering how to feel.

Becoming doesn't ask you to become someone else—it asks you to remember who you've always been.