Easter always makes me pause.
Not for its religious significance – that’s never been part of my path – but for the quiet invitation it holds. The whisper that says: “What if this could be your time to rise again?”
I’ve been thinking a lot about the metaphor of resurrection. Not the kind wrapped in dogma or doctrine, but the kind that happens quietly, painfully, and often alone – in the messy middle of our real lives. The kind that comes after everything falls apart.
When my husband Jeremy died nine years ago, I truly believed I would never get out of that darkness. It was the kind of grief that seeps into your bones, that changes your sense of self, of time, and of safety. There were days I couldn’t imagine ever feeling whole again – when even breathing felt like too much.
That was my fire. That was my descent into the shadows. That was when my life turned into ashes.
And as much as I wanted to bypass the pain, move quickly into healing, or find some meaning in it all, I soon realised that that was not an option. I had to lean into the pain, sit with the messiness of it all. I had to let the pain and the grief and the loss break me open. And as I began to heal, and sit amongst the ashes of my life, I came to realise that this was not the end. In fact, it was the beginning of something else. Something raw, and real, and perhaps more honest than what had come before.
Like the phoenix, we are designed to rise – not inspite of the fire, but because of it.
Shadow work isn’t about wallowing in our pain. It’s about acknowledging the truth of it, facing it with fierce compassion, and letting it teach us something new, something necessary. And when we meet those parts of ourselves that we were once afraid of, it is in those moments, that we reclaim our power.
So although I don’t observe Easter in the traditional sense, I do believe in resurrection. I believe in the quiet, powerful rebirth that happens when we allow ourselves to be changed by what we have been through.
And if you’re in a season of fire right now, please know this – You are not broken; you are becoming.
Let the ashes settle. Breathe. And when you are ready… RISE.
An Invitation For You…
Where in your life have you been sitting in the ashes, waiting to rise?
What part of you is ready to be reclaimed, reimagined, or resurrected?
You don’t need to have all the answers. Just the willingness to begin again.
If this resonates with you and you are navigating a personal winter of your own, I see you. And I’d love to walk alongside you. Whether through coaching, energy healing sessions, or deep inner work like the Akashic Records, I’m here to support your rise.
Reach out if you’d like to explore what your next chapter could look like.