One of the greatest gifts of blogging has been the healing that has come with it. It’s allowed me to reflect on the events of the day, the week, the year—even my past. Through writing, I’ve discovered buried emotions I didn’t realize were still lingering. I unknowingly stepped into a healing journey—one I didn’t even realize I needed.
This journey has been fueled by self-help books that opened my eyes to self-sabotage and limiting beliefs, insightful podcasts, honest conversations with friends, and, to be honest, just aging and maturing.
Healing is Not Linear—It’s Spiral
One of the most powerful lessons I’ve learned is that healing does not happen in a straight line. It’s cyclical, spiral, layered. Emotions return. Wounds reopen. And just when you think you’ve moved on from something, an old thought pattern or trigger returns and knocks you back a step—or at least it feels that way.
For me, that looks like moments of:
- Feeling like I’m not enough.
- Questioning my worthiness.
- Battling body image issues.
- Struggling to believe I deserve the good in my life.
These aren’t moments of crisis or self-harm—I want to be very clear on that—but they are moments of emotional friction. And what I’ve found is that many people experience this, even if we don’t always talk about it out loud.
The Role of Faith in the Healing Process
As I write this, something unexpected surfaces: what if these moments return not to torment us, but to point us toward surrender? What if these patterns come back as a spiritual nudge to give it to God?
I didn’t set out to write about faith in this post—but I truly believe the Holy Spirit has nudged this reflection onto the page. I grew up hearing “Jesus loves me, this I know,” but somehow as adults, we forget to live that truth out loud. We forget to reflect on God’s grace, even when we’re in the trenches of growth.
Are we too busy with “stuff” to notice the unseen support guiding us through these tough times?
Maybe. But the good news is—we can return to that grace. We can reflect, surrender, and begin again. And again. And again.
No One Heals Alone
No matter where you are in your journey, please know this:
You are not alone.
Your journey will not look like anyone else’s, and that’s okay. Healing is personal, unpredictable, and often messy. But it’s also powerful. And worthy. And deeply human.
If you’ve struggled with these same thoughts, and if you feel comfortable sharing, I’d love to hear your experience. What helps you feel whole again? What lessons have you learned from your own healing spiral?
Let’s hold space for each other as we grow.