BECOMING: The Sacred Rebuild of Self

I used to call it healing.

Now I call it Becoming.

Because healing sounds like something that eventually ends.

Becoming? It’s eternal. It’s alive. It’s a sacred unfolding.

And for me, this Becoming has been less about fixing and more about remembering.

Remembering who I am underneath the roles, the performance, the protection, the stories, the trauma.

Lately, I’ve been sitting with the layers that built my life.

The masks. The defenses. The wild hustle energy of proving and pleasing.

So much of that was armor—crafted in the name of survival.

But here’s what I’m learning in this season of Becoming:

Your community is everything.

It’s not just a “nice to have.” It’s the difference between surviving and thriving.

Because if we are, at our essence, souls having a very human experience—then we have to be mindful of the rooms we walk into. The energy we’re dancing with.

The soul, after all, is pure LOVE.

It’s playful. Curious. Tender. Colorful.

It’s here to co-create and experience joy, awe, and connection.

But because the soul is so open, so high frequency, it needs something to help it navigate the density of being human.

Enter: the ego.

The protector. The planner. The shield. The shape-shifter.

The one that walks into rooms and decides if it’s safe to speak freely or if we should shrink to survive.

What I’ve come to notice is this:

When I’m around people who feel good for my soul—my body opens.

My laughter is louder. My ideas come alive. My nervous system settles.

Spirit gets to dance in my body.

But when I’m around people who agitate my ego—who force that protective layer to overwork—my body closes.

I shrink. I get small. I armor up. I perform. I protect.

And THAT lives in the body.

Our environment shapes our energy.

So if you’re constantly in rooms where you have to defend your truth or dim your light—your spirit takes a hit. Over time, it forgets what freedom feels like.

For years, I lived guarded. Especially in the industry I came from—hello, competitive dance world!

There was a lot of pushing, achieving, proving…

Not a lot of space for softness, spirit, or truth.

And I didn’t realize just how much of myself I had buried to make it in that space.

How much I had to guard my tenderness…

How rarely I felt safe to just be.

But things are different now.

I recently had a friend help me with a rebrand—she brought joy, color, and play back into the process. And it hit me like a lightning bolt:

THIS is who I am.

I had been trying to shape myself into someone “professional,” palatable, strategic, serious.

And in doing so, I forgot that joy is my native language.

That FUN is sacred.

That my soul is not beige—it’s a fucking rainbow. 🌈

This friend—this mirror—gave me permission to BE MYSELF.

And it changed everything.

Because when someone sees the real you and celebrates it?

That’s alchemy. That’s healing on a cellular level.

And that’s why I’m writing this today.

Because I’m noticing myself.

I’m noticing how much more whole I feel.

More rooted. More radiant. More real.

And I want to say this clearly:

If you are in a season of Becoming, take a loving audit of your relationships.

Who are the 5 people you spend the most time with?

How do they make your body feel?

Do they lift your spirit or drain your light?

Because when you have a solid, supportive, soul-aligned community—you win the fucking lottery.

It doesn’t have to be big. Just real.

Just safe. Just resonant.

Becoming isn’t just about you.

It’s about who you’re becoming with.

And if this share has sparked something in you—maybe even a little discomfort or awareness—good.

That’s your soul knocking.

That’s your body whispering, “Let’s build something new.”

You deserve relationships that nourish your spirit.

You deserve to feel safe and seen.

You deserve to Become the fullest expression of YOU.

And it’s never too late to begin again.

To find your people.

To rebuild your life around love instead of fear.

Because the truth is:

You were never meant to do this alone.