Welcome to the space where spirituality doesn’t wear makeup.
Where affirmations meet pizza, and rituals end with doing the dishes.
You won’t find advice here like “be your best self” — unless your best self is a divine being in leggings trying to meditate while the dog needs to pee.
You’re not lost.
You’re not broken.
You’re just floating.
And sometimes… drowning with style.
I sat.
Cross-legged. Spine long. Heart open.
And I whispered with great devotion:
“Dear Universe… I am ready to receive.”
I Took a Spiritual Selfie… and Looked Like Exhausted Divinity
Moral?
Sometimes healing isn’t about fixing what you see —
It’s about staying long enough to see who’s still there.
Moral?
Don’t tell the Universe you’re ready unless you’ve hidden the breakable stuff.
I Tried to Raise My Vibration… but the Couch Wouldn’t Let Go
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