I Was Meant for More

I used to think healing meant fixing what was broken. I now understand it means remembering who I was before the world taught me to forget.

There was a time in my life when survival was my only language. I moved through each day carrying stories in my bones that I did not yet have words for. I smiled when I was tired. I stayed quiet when my soul wanted to speak. I loved deeply even when I did not yet know how to love myself.

And still, something within me always whispered, You were meant for more.

Not more in the way the world measures success.

But more in truth.

More in freedom.

More in peace.

More in becoming.

This space was not created because I have it all figured out. It was created because I chose to stop hiding my journey. I chose to stop shrinking my story for the comfort of others. I chose to let my voice be part of my healing.

Here, I will share my life as it has unfolded. The grief and the grace. The wounds and the wisdom. The moments that broke me open and the ones that taught me how to rise.

This is a living journal of my becoming. I am not here to stand at the finish line and teach from a distance. I am here to walk this path in real time. I want you to follow my journey, to witness who I am becoming next, and to grow alongside me.

This is the space where I will place my downloads, my realizations, my quiet breakthroughs, and my loud awakenings.

When those sudden moments of clarity arrive, when something shifts inside my spirit, when I feel the universe, God, Source moving through me and moving for me, this is where I will speak it into form. Not someday. Not when it is perfect. But as it is happening, daily and weekly, in real life.

If you are here, I believe it is not by accident. I believe you are also remembering something about yourself. I believe the same quiet knowing that found me has found you, too.

Welcome to this space.

Welcome to the remembering.

Welcome to the woman you were always meant to become.

If these words stirred something in you, trust that. That stirring is your remembering.

My full story continues to unfold in my memoir, I Was Meant for More. This book is not just something I wrote. It is something I lived. If you feel called, it is waiting for you.

With love,

Michelle