Life Has a Protocol (and It’s Not Always Pretty)

More times than I can count, I’ve found myself in that uncomfortable in-between space—no longer who I was, but not yet who I was becoming.

If you’re on a conscious growth path—and/or if you’re an entrepreneur, writer, artist, or creator—you’re going to find yourself in this unknown place a lot.

Here’s what I’ve learned: life unfolds on its own timeline . . . and, dang it, it never skips steps.

The Myth of Instant Manifestation

Who doesn’t love the idea of manifestation: the vision boards, the affirmations, the sparkly version of transformation where everything just falls into place?

But real change—real flow—is messy and it doesn’t unfold in a straight line.

Before anything shifts on the outside, something in you usually has to die on the inside—to clear space. The structures, relationships, and versions of you that once fit are no longer aligned so life starts clearing them out.

Every loss, rejection, or unraveling isn’t a failure, it’s a sacred software update, wiping out the old system before the new one installs. So, what looks (and feels!) like collapse is actually alignment in motion.

It’s you rearranging yourself from the inside out.

The Tantrum Before the Breakthrough

This is the part the old self resists with all its might. It stirs up drama and doubt—anything to stay in control, anything to cling to the familiar.

But that resistance? That’s the demolition noise before the rebuild.

Transformation always starts with decomposition. Just ask the forest after a fire, the caterpillar mid-metamorphosis, or Kali the Hindu goddess of destruction + creation.

The Invitation

If things feel like they’re falling apart right now, maybe they are. But not because you are regressing or suck at manifesting—but because you’re evolving.

The old beliefs and survival walls are coming down so something even truer can take their place.

Try to find your center and trust the process, even when it’s janky and uncomfortable. Life (aka you!) knows what it’s doing.

If it didn’t, how would your heart beat on its own, your organs organ, and the sun rise. . . every single day?

Nature doesn’t ever forget how to flow and neither do we. We just think we do. What if - just for today - we remembered not to forget that we know how to flow, too? 🌿🏄‍♀️

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