Spiritual Awakening Isn’t A Lightning Bolt⚡️

Spiritual awakening isn’t a lightning bolt.

For so many years, that's how I wanted to experience it. I wanted THE MOMENT. The one where everything clicks, and I feel blissed-out and “arrived.”

But here’s what no one tells you: awakening is not glamourous. It's a gradual process where the ego fights tooth and nail to stay alive.

It’s crying in your car for no reason you can explain. It’s realizing you’ve outgrown a life you’re still living in. It’s ugly truths, sacred pauses, and a million questions that don’t have answers.

There have been days I’ve been desperate for the arrival, until I realized that there’s no finish line. No one’s handing me a medal that says “Fully Awake Human.”

It’s just this messy, beautiful, sacred slog—one foot in the mud, the other in the stars.

The hardest part? Accepting that the suffering doesn’t go away. Neither does the bliss. They’re roommates, living in the same house. And somehow, that’s the point.

Learning to hold it all.

So, if you’re in it—wrestling, yearning, doubting—you’re not failing. You’re right on time.

This is it. The whole wild thing. The tiny shifts, the unbearable heaviness, the little sparks of grace.

Awakening isn’t out there. It’s right here, in this holy mess of your life. 💕