Your healing doesn’t need to look good on Instagram.
I know, I know—shocking revelation from someone who literally works in the spiritual space.
But here’s the thing: I’m so damn tired of seeing people perform their healing journey like it’s a
carefully curated lifestyle brand.
You know what I’m talking about. The perfectly arranged crystal grids. The sunrise meditation
photos with just the right amount of lens flare. The “I’m so blessed and grateful” captions posted
from rock bottom because that’s what we’re supposed to say, right?
Listen, if crystals and sunrise yoga genuinely light you up, beautiful. Do your thing. But if you’re
trying to heal your way into the highlight reel, we need to talk.
The Messy Truth About Real Healing
Real healing looks like crying in your car after therapy. It’s having a breakthrough at 2 AM while
doing dishes, not during your scheduled meditation time. It’s realizing you’ve been
people-pleasing your way through life and feeling pissed off about it for three weeks straight.
Real healing is unglamorous as hell. It’s showing up when you don’t want to. It’s sitting with the
uncomfortable shit instead of spiritual bypassing your way around it. It’s learning that you can
hold both your grief and your gratitude without needing to post about it.
Your worth isn’t measured by how zen you look or how many “healing modalities” you’ve tried.
You don’t get bonus points for suffering beautifully or recovering gracefully.
What Happens When We Make Healing Performative
When we turn our healing into content, something gets lost. We start performing recovery
instead of actually recovering. We chase the aesthetic of wellness instead of actual wellness.
I’ve watched brilliant, intuitive people get so caught up in looking the part that they forget to feel
their feelings. They’re busy documenting their journey instead of actually taking it.
And here’s what really gets me: this performative healing culture makes people feel broken if
their process doesn’t look “spiritual” enough. Like, sorry your anxiety didn’t present itself with a
side of gratitude journaling and essential oils.
Your healing doesn’t owe anyone inspiration. Your growth doesn’t need to be digestible for
social media. Your journey doesn’t have to make sense to anyone but you.
The Real Work Happens in the Quiet Moments
The most profound shifts I’ve witnessed — both in my own life and with the people I work with
— happen in the spaces between the posts. In the quiet moments when no one’s watching.
It’s in the split second when you catch yourself about to say yes when you mean no, and you
pause. It’s in the moment you realize you’re not responsible for managing everyone else’s
emotions. It’s when you finally let yourself feel angry about something that happened twenty
years ago.
This is where the magic lives. Not in the perfectly lit selfie with the inspirational quote overlay.
Your Healing Gets to Be Yours
Here’s what I want you to know: your healing gets to be as messy, quiet, loud, slow, or
unconventional as it needs to be. It doesn’t need to fit anyone else’s timeline or look like anyone
else’s journey.
You don’t have to meditate every day to be healing. You don’t need to sage your space or drink
celery juice or know what your moon sign is. You don’t have to believe anything specific for the
work to… well, work.
What you do need is to show up honestly. To get curious about your patterns instead of judging
them. To remember that your worth isn’t something you earn — it’s something you reconnect
with.
The Invitation
If you’re tired of performing your healing and ready to actually do it — the real, messy, beautiful
work of coming home to yourself — I see you. I’ve been there. Hell, I’m still there some days.
That’s exactly why I do this work. Not because I have all the answers (I definitely don’t), but
because I have a flashlight, and sometimes that’s all we need to take the next step.
If you’re ready to stop trying to heal your way into someone else’s idea of “fixed” and start
reconnecting with who you actually are, let’s talk. No performative spirituality required. Just you,
showing up as you are, ready to remember what you’ve always known deep down.
Your peace is waiting for you — not in the highlight reel, but in the real, honest, beautifully
imperfect work of being human.
Ready to ditch the spiritual performance and do the real work? I’m here to walk beside you with
a flashlight, not drag you anywhere. Book a session and let’s get grounded in what actually
matters: you, coming home to yourself.
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