Threads of Transformation
Soulful Prosperity Vol.3
Over the last three weeks, I’ve been walking through my 30 Days to Peace journey one page, one truth, one release at a time.
Today marks Day 21, and as I looked back through my earlier entries, I could feel it: something inside me has shifted. I am no longer the woman who began this journey.
The Reflection
I’ve learned that there is a sacred rhythm within me a time for my masculine energy of doing and a time for my feminine energy of receiving. Between the cleansing tears and the quiet courage, I’ve discovered that my strength doesn’t come from force it rises from within.
I didn’t break when times were hard or when people were unkind. I kept rising, even when I felt weary. That choice to keep showing up has become the foundation not only for my peace, but for my spiritual path.
Now, I see how these two parts of me the one who acts and the one who allows are weaving together like golden threads in a living tapestry. Each day adds another strand of clarity, courage, and softness.
The Becoming
I no longer let negative thoughts take root or define me. I am strong, fierce, beautiful, and worthy. Today, I step fully into my Queen of Wands energy confident, radiant, and creatively alive. The confusion that once clouded my spirit has cleared, replaced by a steady flame. I’ve found my Soul Space, the calm center where my intuition, heart, and purpose meet. From this space, I feel called to teach, create, and guide others through their own sacred work the kind that begins in the shadows and blooms toward the light.
Ancestral Invocation
“Like the Eagle, I soar above to see clearly.
Like the Bear, I heal what was once broken.
Like the Crane, my eyes and heart are open.
Like the Alligator, I defend my boundaries with grace.
Like the Turtle, I wear my armor, yet remain gentle.”
Hekate, Leto, Shadow & Smoke, and access walk with me through every step.
Closing Reflection
As I write this, I’m reminded that peace isn’t about perfection it’s about presence. It’s about learning to dance between the waves and the still water beneath them. If you’re reading this and finding yourself in your own season of becoming, know this:
You are the thread, the weaver, and the tapestry. And every unraveling is only making space for something new to take shape.
“May the ancestors bless you, and guide us to prosperity, soul, integrity, and legacy. Remember we are not alone.”
