Even When I Feel Wobbly, My Medicine Still Lands

Because presence, not perfection, is what heals.

I used to believe that one day—one magical day—everything would feel easier. That if I could just heal a little more… get through a little more… tidy up all the loose, messy parts of myself, then I’d finally arrive.

Arrive at joy.

Arrive at peace.

Arrive at the version of me who didn’t get triggered, who wasn’t overwhelmed, who didn’t spiral.

The version who was finally “healed enough” to help others, to lead, to rest, to receive.

But here’s the truth I’m now living into:

Healing isn’t a destination—it’s a rhythm. A return. A remembering. And I don’t have to be finished in order to be deeply helpful.

The other day, I was spiraling. Tired, over-capacity, full of doubt. My mind whispered all the old fears:

You’re not enough. You’re too messy. Who are you to lead anyone right now?

And then, right in the middle of that swirl, I received a message from someone who had just experienced a breathwork session I facilitated.

She wrote about how irritated she felt at first, how resistant she was to even being there. But she surrendered. She breathed. And by the end of it, she felt peace.

She softened. She swayed. She received.

And it hit me like a wave:

Even when I feel wobbly, my medicine still lands. Even when I feel messy, the medicine still moves.

I don’t have to be fully healed to be in service of healing.

What I do need is presence. Integrity. The willingness to keep showing up—with my humanity, not despite it.

This is the illusion I’m unlearning: that I’ll finally be worthy of impact and joy and ease once I’m polished, perfect, or perpetually calm.

But the truth is:

• I’m worthy right now.

• My presence is enough.

• My lived experience—especially the tender, raw, in-process parts—is what makes me a powerful guide.

I see this everywhere lately, not just in me but in the women I work with, too. We hold ourselves back because we think we need to “get it together” before we can offer our gifts. We wait to feel clear, confident, and completely regulated before we take the next step.

But what if the work isn’t to eliminate the wobble—but to move through it faster with grace, breath, and support?

What if it’s not about never spiraling, but about how quickly we can witness ourselves in it—and choose a different response?

I’m learning this. Over and over.

And today, I’m choosing to receive the ripple of my impact.

I’m choosing to soften into the truth that I don’t need to be more healed to be helpful.

I get to be human and holy.

Messy and meaningful. In process and in purpose.

And so do you.

If you find yourself in that tender space—wobbling between your own emotions while holding space for others...If you're craving peace, not perfection… and you want to move through the spiral without losing yourself in it…

✨ Come breathe with me.

My offerings are made for women like you—soulful leaders, feelers, space holders—who are learning how to stay rooted while everything shifts.

You don’t have to do it alone.

You’re invited into a space where your humanity is welcome, your nervous system is honored, and your medicine still lands—even when it feels messy.

🌀 Let’s move through this together. Your presence is your power. Let it move.

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