Sometimes we disappear. Life pulls us under, pain clouds our voice, and we forget how to sing. But then something stirs, a memory surfaces, or a truth rises and suddenly, we start humming again. Not the same tune, but a braver one. A freer one. This is mine.

A survivor's testimony of trauma, faith, healing, and justice born from the darkest night and rising through Adoration, truth, and divine strength. This is not just my story… it’s a victory cry for every soul who’s ever felt broken and is still standing. 💔🙏🔥

Jack came into my life at a time of heartbreak and brought me unconditional love, laughter, and healing. Today, I said goodbye to the dog who stood by me during my darkest hours. I’ll love him forever.

Inspired by a deeply symbolic piece of art, this reflection explores strength, transformation, spiritual growth, and the power of loving without limits. Like a tree with strong roots, we bend but we do not break.

Marisa chose hot pink and purple two colors that perfectly reflect the love, growth, and strength she carries. As she navigates heartbreak and self-discovery at 18, I see her evolving into a woman of fierce loyalty, spiritual wisdom, and unconditional love. This is a tribute to her heart, her healing, and the beautiful meaning behind the colors she wears.

The World says you've completed something huge and The Star promises you're being divinely guided toward healing. But between that victory and your next spark lies a deep surrender. Old perspectives, outdated dependencies, and emotional baggage are being shed. This Tarot Tap is about legacy, release, and rising again with real intention.

On the 4th of July, under the trees and moonlight, I watched someone I loved fade before my eyes. Years later, through pain, reflection, and a visit from the other side, I’ve learned that some stories aren’t meant to be closed. This is a letter to Victor the boy who saw me, loved me, and left too soon.

What If I Had Kissed Him? A Story from the Friendzone, Freedom, and Finding Myself I wanted to share something that, over time, I’ve...

Motherhood doesn’t come with a rulebook just a whole lot of love, lessons, and letting go. As my daughter navigates her first heartbreak and steps into adulthood, I’m learning how to sit beside her pain, cheer from the sidelines, and trust that everything she needs is already within her.

We’re all just little girls in grown-up bodies, still waiting for someone to make it all better. But the truth is: no one’s coming to save us—and maybe that’s where the power begins. In this raw and honest post, I unpack betrayal, father wounds, and how healing starts when we stop blaming ourselves and start listening to our hearts. This one's for anyone stuck in the loop of pain ready to break the cycle.

A raw confession of how guilt can quietly steal your power—even when you're known for being bold. In this vulnerable reflection, Michele explores contradictions, illness, lost strength, and the secret longing for acceptance from those who mattered most. Truth meets healing, and the elephant in the room finally gets named.

A raw, soul baring reflection on trauma, memory, and the monsters we secretly reawaken just to see if we're still strong enough to fight. This post unpacks the quiet ache of growth, the confusion of healing, and the light of hope with a closing tarot message from The Star to guide us back to ourselves.