"Every time you think you've reached the bottom of the well, life hands you a bigger shovel."

This morning started with another soaked yard after a full night of rain. At this point, I feel like the weather and I are in some sort of relationship where neither of us knows what we're doing anymore LOL. The good news is the sun is finally making an appearance, and while I was originally supposed to spend part of the day out on a job site, Mother Nature had other plans. Kiddo got rained out, which meant my schedule shifted before I'd even finished my coffee, and he's off to help his dad instead.

A few years ago that would've frustrated me especially after moving around all my plans to make myself available to help. Today? Not so much. I'm learning that some of the best things happen when the plans change.

One of those things was a call I had this morning with a coach I've felt pulled to learn from. It was one of those conversations where nothing revolutionary was said, yet somehow a whole bunch of puzzle pieces clicked into place. There were no dramatic revelations. No giant pivots. No "burn everything down and start over" moments. If anything, the call simply filled in some of the gaps I'd been staring at for weeks.

What I loved most is that it didn't change my direction. It confirmed it.

Sometimes that's exactly what we need. Not a new plan. Not another strategy. Not another course, certification, or guru promising the missing secret. Sometimes we just need someone to remind us that we're already on the right path and that the answer isn't more information. It's belief. Belief in ourselves. Belief in our intuition. Belief that we already know more than we think we do.

Because if I'm being honest, I know who the fuck I am.

But I also remember a time when I didn't.

Or maybe more accurately, I remember a time when I didn't want to accept it.

I wanted permission. Validation. Proof. I wanted someone else to tell me I was seeing things correctly. I wanted certainty before taking action. Looking back now, I can see how much energy I spent trying to convince myself I wasn't who I already knew I was.

The interesting thing about growth though is that it has a way of showing you where the work still lives.

For me, that happened this morning around a single word.

Prayer.

Now before anyone gets their knickers in a knot, hear me out.

Every time I hear that word, something still flares up inside me. Not because I don't believe in a higher power. Not because I don't believe in connection, intention, faith, or communication with something greater than myself. It's because that word is tied to a version of spirituality that never sat right with me.

The version that taught people if they prayed hard enough, suffered long enough, sacrificed enough, gave enough money, volunteered enough hours, or proved themselves worthy enough, then maybe someday God would reward them. Meanwhile, I watched families struggle to put food on the table while church leaders lived lives of abundance that never seemed to match the message being preached.

And if I'm being really honest, there's still some anger there.

Not as much as there used to be. But enough that I notice it.

Enough that when that word shows up, I feel it.

Years ago I probably would've pushed that feeling aside and told myself I was over it. Today I know better.

Because healing isn't about pretending something no longer affects you. It's about being willing to look at it when it does.

That's what this whole journey has taught me.

The work is never done.

Not because we're broken.

Not because we're endlessly searching for something to fix.

But because every new level of growth reveals another layer underneath it.

Every new chapter shines a light on something that wasn't visible before.

Every expansion asks us to become a little more honest with ourselves.

That's why I laugh when people talk about being "fully healed" or "fully awakened." I don't think that's the goal. The goal isn't perfection. The goal is awareness. The willingness to sit with yourself and ask the hard questions when something gets triggered instead of immediately blaming, avoiding, numbing, or spiritually bypassing it.

So today I'm grateful for the rain. Grateful for the schedule change. Grateful for the conversation that filled in a few missing pieces. And strangely enough, grateful for the trigger too.

Because it reminded me that there is still work to do.

And honestly?

That's a good thing.

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