I Embrace All Aspects of Me
I am done shrinking to fit into stories that were never mine. I no longer judge the mess. I no longer silence the ache. I embrace all aspects of me. I welcome the sacred complexity of who I am.
This journey asks more of me now. More honesty. More presence. More willingness to witness myself in every stage. When I feel discomfort rising in my body, I do not run. I slow down. I breathe deeper. I let my breath lead me through the fire without burning out.
The emotions that once overwhelmed me now feel like guides. When grief returns, I meet it with compassion. When anger pulses, I let it speak its truth. When shame shows up, I do not give it the mic. I simply acknowledge it and remind myself that the story has changed. I have changed. I am not who I was. I am still evolving.
I sit with the waves as they come. I stay grounded in my body as memories resurface. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I write. Sometimes I stretch in silence. Sometimes I scream into a pillow and then rest. This is my process. This is my practice.
My spirit continues to reveal deeper layers of my story. I see old patterns unravel. I watch the timeline of my life play like a film, scenes out of order yet completely aligned. The lessons become clear. The purpose behind the pain begins to shine through. I am not cursed. I am not broken. I am remembering.
I ask myself what this moment is showing me. I open my heart to the lesson. I do not demand answers. I allow space for insight. I do not rush to fix anything. I focus on feeling it fully before I choose what to shift.
This path takes courage. I offer myself grace when I fall into old habits. I do not punish myself for healing slowly. I move at the pace of trust. I release timelines. I release perfection. I release the urge to prove my worth.
After every deep release, I give myself sacred aftercare. I run a warm bath with herbs and oils. I trace my stretch marks with reverence. I light candles and dance slowly in my own glow. I whisper affirmations into the mirror. I wrap myself in softness. I honor the beauty of being tender and powerful at the same time.
My rituals support me. I have been journaling, emptying my thoughts onto the page so they don’t stay trapped inside my body. I express what I feel to those I trust. I reclaim my voice. I rest when my body asks for stillness. I let go of guilt around rest.
I hold crystals that feel like old friends—Desert Rose when I need grounding, Amethyst when I seek calm, Rose Quartz when I desire to reconnect with love. I chant Nam Myoho Renge Kyo and let the sound carry my prayers into motion. I tune into my Story of My Life playlist and remember that every chapter matters.
I am not just healing. I am evolving. I am remembering that I am whole, even when I am raw. I am softening into myself. I am shedding what never belonged. I am rising with love at my back.
To embrace all aspects of me is to stop waiting for permission to feel free. I hold the power now. I accept the fullness of who I am—no more pieces scattered, no more light hidden.
This is my season of integration. My becoming. My arrival into myself.
If this speaks to your own unfolding, take a breath. Feel what your body is holding. Let your heart speak. Give yourself the kind of presence you’ve always needed. Support is here when you choose it. The tools are here when you are ready to go deeper.
ShaaniCreates is a space that honors every version of you. You are not too much. You are not too late. You are already enough. Come find what resonates and allow it to walk beside you through the season you’re in now. Your healing is sacred. Your truth is powerful. Your presence is a gift.