Releasing, Trusting, Becoming

Have you ever unwrapped a piece of Dove chocolate and discovered an inspiring message tucked inside—much like the simple yet meaningful truths found in a fortune cookie?

These small nuggets of wisdom have a way of either reaffirming what we already know or striking a chord deep within us at exactly the right moment. While they may seem like a novelty at first glance, their impact can be surprisingly profound—especially when the message aligns with the season of life we’re currently navigating.

Sometimes, we don’t need grand revelations. We just need a reminder.

When we’re facing challenges, uncertainty, or fatigue, it’s often a single spark that keeps us moving forward. Passion becomes the fuel. Purpose becomes the compass. And even the smallest encouragement can shift our mindset enough to help us take the next step.

So I’ll ask you this:
What drives you?
What passions are fueling your path forward?

Sometimes the message we need arrives in the most unexpected places—quietly reminding us of who we are and why we keep going.

I say it often—through my chapters, my book, and in my talks—because it matters that much to me. It’s not just a phrase I share with others; it’s a reminder I return to myself again and again.

And still, even I wander off my path from time to time.

There are moments when I find myself moving aimlessly, disconnected from the very passion I once spoke about with certainty and fire. When that happens, I try to return to those moments when I gave this advice so freely to someone else. I ask myself: What was I thinking then? What did I know in my heart at that time? And how can I take my own advice now?

Accepting and practicing our own advice is often one of the hardest things we’re asked to do.

When we speak from experience—whether from a journey we’ve already walked or one we’re still navigating—we know our words carry truth. That advice didn’t come from theory; it came from lived moments, lessons learned, and courage summoned in difficult seasons. So why is it so hard to apply it to ourselves?

Fear. Comfort. Doubt. Timing. Sometimes it’s simply exhaustion.

Somewhere along the way, we start negotiating with our dreams. We tell ourselves we’ll return to them later, when life is quieter, when we’re more certain, when the risks feel smaller. But the truth is, the things that set our souls on fire rarely arrive without discomfort.

So the real question becomes:
What is keeping us from taking our own advice?

And even more personally—what is keeping you from doing the things that set your soul on fire?

Sometimes the reminder we need isn’t new wisdom, but the courage to listen to what we already know.

Today, as I opened my devotional, I came across these powerful words: “I know the plans I have for you, and they are good.”

That’s a pretty bold statement, but I wholeheartedly believe it.

No matter if I’m having a rough day or one of those amazing days, whether I’m feeling down or soaring high, I hold onto this truth: God has plans for me. Plans that are good, even when life feels chaotic.

There are times when I let my guard down and share parts of my heart—not for sympathy or validation, but in hopes that someone else might relate to my journey. If my words can inspire even one person to see their life in a new light, then that’s truly incredible.

What I won’t do is hide away. I refuse to tone down my vulnerability. I won’t stay silent when I feel compelled to shed light on my experiences, no matter how messy or human they may be.

If what I share makes you uncomfortable, if my voice feels too loud, or if my experiences don’t resonate with you, there’s an easy fix: just unfollow.

So often, we hold back to avoid offending or upsetting others. But I believe God has called me to be bold. I’m far from perfect. I’ve been a sinner saved by grace for 54 years, and I’m just human. I’m a woman who believes she’s meant to make a difference.

This is me—raw, real, and authentic. And I choose to live boldly in my faith, sharing my story just as it is.

Some seasons ask us to slow down.
Not because we are failing, but because we are becoming overwhelmed by motion.

They invite us to sit with ourselves—to pause the constant performing, fixing, and striving. To stop measuring our worth by productivity or progress and simply be. These seasons are uncomfortable because they remove the noise we often hide behind. Yet they are necessary.

We are taught that growth should look loud and triumphant. That it should be visible, celebrated, and constantly moving forward. But real growth does not always announce itself. Sometimes it whispers.

Sometimes growth looks like stillness.
Like peace settling gently into spaces where chaos once lived.
Like choosing rest without guilt and realizing you do not have to earn it.

In these moments, nothing dramatic happens on the outside. There are no milestones to post, no victories to explain. And yet, something profound is taking place internally. Old patterns loosen. Nervous systems soften. The constant need to prove, improve, or become someone else begins to fade.

Stillness is not stagnation.
Rest is not regression.
Pausing is not quitting.

It is learning to trust that you are allowed to exist without constantly producing something of value. It is understanding that your worth is not tied to how much you do, but to who you are beneath all the doing.

This season may feel quiet, even uneventful. But it is meaningful. It is recalibrating you. Teaching you how to live without urgency, how to choose peace over pressure, how to let life meet you where you are instead of chasing what comes next.

If you find yourself here—tired but calmer, slower but clearer—know that this, too, is growth.

This is one of those moments.

I transformed the moment I decided to stop hiding myself just to fit in.

At one time, not being my authentic self didn’t feel like a failure—it was more like a shield. I learned to read the atmosphere, smooth out my rough edges, and keep things calm. That version of me was doing her best with the tools she had.

But eventually, the weight of staying in the shadows became too much to bear compared to the fear of being seen.

The shift didn’t happen overnight. It unfolded through a series of small, courageous choices:

 ✨I began to speak my truth in spaces where I felt safe.

 ✨I started tuning into my body when something felt off, instead of convincing myself it was fine.

✨ I embraced discomfort as a teacher rather than a barrier.

 ✨I prioritized being true to myself over seeking approval, even when my voice trembled.

✨ I recognized my needs as completely valid.

 ✨I established boundaries where I used to stretch myself too thin.

✨ I allowed myself to grow without feeling the need to explain every change to those who only knew the old me.

Most importantly, I realized that being at peace with myself was far more important than being easy for others to digest.

That choice didn’t just change my actions—it reshaped who I am. That’s where I discovered my most authentic self. Once I chose to embrace who I really am, it stopped feeling like an act of rebellion and started to feel like coming home.