Healing was never about “getting over” the past.It was never about rushing to a finish line—Because there is no finish line. True healing is becoming
Healing was never about “getting over” the past.
It was never about rushing to a finish line—
Because there is no finish line.
True healing is becoming who we were always meant to be.
It’s real-time evolution.
The slow, sacred unfolding of power.
The reclamation of self.
The return of joy once stolen.
We’ve been told to “just survive,” to “move on”
But we are not here to merely survive.
We are here to thrive, to rise, to roar.
To stand fully in our power—rooted, radiant, and real.
Healing Is a Sacred Tradition
Our ancestors knew the way.
They sang healing into the air.
They prayed it into the soil.
They touched the earth and called strength into their bones.
They did not heal in silence.
They healed in rhythm.
In community.
In resistance.
And that power still pulses through us.
It lives in our breath, in our steps, in our truth-telling.
Breaking the Chains, Releasing the Pain
To heal is to say:
“No more.”
No more carrying wounds that were never ours to bear.
No more letting silence swallow our truth.
No more bowing to fear dressed up as survival.
We release:
The trauma that told us we were not enough.
The silence that held our voices hostage.
The fear that kept our light dim.
Healing Is a Radical, Beautiful Rebellion
For a Black woman to heal—fully, openly, unapologetically—
Is a revolutionary act.
To choose joy despite generational grief.
To reclaim our bodies from systems that exploited them.
To love ourselves with no disclaimers.
That is power.
That is legacy.
That is liberation.
The Evolution of a Healed Woman
With every breath,
With every “no” that protects us,
With every “yes” that honors our dreams,
We evolve—from wounded to whole.
And when we heal, we don’t just heal ourselves.
We heal the future.
We become the safe place we always needed.
We become the ancestors our descendants will thank.
🕯 A Prayer for Our Healing
May we walk in the sacred power of our healing.
May we lay down pain that was never ours to carry.
May peace fill our bodies. May joy light up our souls.
May fire rise in our spirits.
And may we never forget—
We were born to be free.
🌿 To every sister on this journey:
You are not alone.
Keep going.
Your evolution is sacred.
Your healing is your power.
And your joy? That’s your birthright. 💜✨
