Sitting With the Unknown: Winter, Kidneys, and the Quiet Work of Becoming

In the quiet of this winter, something deeper is rising—old grief, lineage wounds, the spiritual meaning behind the pain in my kidneys, and a message from the healers who walked before me.

As I sit between motherhood and mysticism, fear and awakening, the veil thins… and what I see chills me in the most sacred way.

This is the part of the story I’ve never shared—the moment the channel opened, the guilt surfaced, and the women of my lineage called me to the fire.

Unlock the full post to read the message forming in the shadows and the truth I’m finally ready to face.