I used to think freedom meant controlling every little detail. If I just scheduled everything perfectly, planned out every moment, and stayed two steps ahead, I wouldn’t drown.
But the truth is, control was the thing pulling me under.
Last month, I had a dark episode. PMDD had me spiraling. And the more I tried to fix it, fight it, force it, the worse it got.
My mind kept screaming: “Hold it together.” But my soul whispered something quieter: “Let go.”
It didn’t happen overnight. But each time I softened my grip, each time I chose rest over resistance, my body exhaled. Peace didn’t come from control. It came from surrender.
That’s the energy I’ve been living in lately. And that’s the energy behind something really special I’m sharing with you soon.
Something soft. Something sacred. Something that feels like sunlight on your skin after a storm.
📆 Mark your calendar: June 21
The Summer Solstice. A new season, a new ritual. Something to carry with you as you learn to let go too.
Ready to let go with us?
