Five years ago today, I got the call that changed everything.
Breast cancer.
At 39, I was too young. Too healthy. Too full of plans.
But cancer doesn’t ask permission – it just arrives. Uninvited, unwanted… and strangely, the exact medicine my soul needed.
I won’t sugarcoat it.
It broke me.
It stripped me bare.
It brought me face-to-face with my own mortality, with my deepest fears, with the truth of everything I had been avoiding.
And yet – it also woke me up.
That diagnosis shattered the version of me that had been performing, pleasing, and playing small.
It forced me to listen – to my body, to my intuition, to the whispers I had been ignoring for years.
It initiated me into a deeper kind of knowing.
A sacred unraveling.
A becoming.
I grieved the life I thought I was supposed to live.
And then I started building the one I was actually meant to.
The medicine was bitter, but it was potent.
It taught me how to choose myself.
How to slow down.
How to live from truth instead of fear.
How to trust my body again.
How to say no.
How to heal – not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually, ancestrally.
I would never wish cancer on anyone.
But I also wouldn’t trade what it gave me.
It cracked me open and poured light into places I didn’t even know were dark.
Five years later, I stand here softer but stronger.
More tender.
More powerful.
More me.
And if you’re in a dark place right now – this is your reminder:
The light will find its way in.
Maybe not all at once, maybe not the way you expect,
But eventually, something will crack open.
And when it does, it won’t just let the light in –
It’ll let YOU out.
You’re not alone. Keep going. 🌹