Spoiler: You don’t float off into a rainbow. You rebuild from the rubble.
Spiritual awakenings are glamorized everywhere—on social media, in glossy memes with butterfly emojis, and in TikToks that promise instant bliss if you just “align your chakras.” But here’s the truth: the awakening is just the beginning. It’s not the destination—it’s the demolition.
When you awaken, what you’re really doing is seeing clearly for the first time. And sometimes that clarity shatters everything. Relationships dissolve. Careers end. Belief systems crumble. Your nervous system? Totally fried. Your sense of self? On life support. And yet… this is sacred work. It’s the start of a deep initiation.
This isn’t about bypassing or fast-forwarding to the light. It’s about meeting yourself in the wreckage. The grief. The identity death. The unexpected joy that tiptoes in after you’ve sobbed on the kitchen floor for the third time that week. The trembling but fierce act of rebuilding something new—something true—from what’s left of the old.
You’re not broken. You’re becoming. And what you’re building is rooted in truth. And that truth has never needed perfection—only presence. If you’re here in the rubble, welcome. This is where the real magic begins. 🪩
