A Gentle Return to Self
Chapter Five - Unbecoming What I Am Not
Something has been shifting within me. Softly. Steadily. A change that feels less like becoming and more like remembering.
Earlier this month, the first workshop was held, and in that space, something opened. It felt like stepping into a part of myself that has always been there, waiting—a moment of moving out of my own way, finally allowing what had been quietly forming for years to be offered.
From that space, a deeper understanding arose. This is not about becoming someone new. It is about returning. Unravelling what is not true. Shedding what was never mine. Opening back into the truth of self.
There is a growing confidence now. A steadiness in creating and showing up in ways once only imagined. Ideas are flowing freely, and this year feels like a gentle unfolding—one that has already begun.
Lately, practices and daily rhythms are being refined. Not from pressure, but from devotion—devotion to self, to you, and to the higher self. This path takes time. Time to understand. Time to integrate. Time to continue showing up with presence, awareness, and care.
It is a commitment to the unravelling of what is no longer me, and what has never truly been me. The layers gathered along the way. The beliefs that restrict movement. The quiet thoughts of not being worthy. Of not being enough. Of questioning whether it is safe to show up fully.
For many years, imposter syndrome has been a companion—a lingering doubt, a questioning of intention. Is this ego? Is this right? Am I enough? Is any of this real?
Late last year, something softened. Trust in self began to take root. Rest was honoured more deeply, and from that rested space, clarity emerged. The parts that once felt like obstacles were finally seen for what they truly were: protectors, shaped by beliefs collected across this lifetime, only trying to keep me safe.
Meeting these parts with love. Holding them with compassion. Bringing them into the light rather than pushing them away. This has offered a deep well of strength. From here, courage continues to grow: courage to show up, courage to soften, courage to meet myself with greater kindness and gentleness.
These emails and reflections are written as part of my own healing. They are not lessons, nor answers. They are simply honest moments along the path, shared as they arise.
And yet, as these words have been written, it has become clear that they may also resonate with you, or offer quiet support within your own healing journey. That is the only intention in sharing them.
This space is held with openness and honesty. There is no perfection here, and no striving toward it. Just one moment at a time. A continual returning. A willingness to meet what is present, and to share the journey as it unfolds.
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