This conversation has come up with a few of my solid ones lately, we’re all moving through something big right now. Some have shared that during their own dark seasons, they felt completely alone and wished they knew someone else going through it, too.

Well I’ve had many through the journey of my inner unraveling, and I’m just getting through the thick of my current one.

I share this because if you, too, are in the dark, in the thick of it, you are not alone.

What is a dark night of the soul ? you might ask,

“A dark night of the soul refers to a time when you undergo intense inner turmoil, questioning your identity, beliefs, purpose, or life itself. It often feels like everything you relied on for comfort or certainty dissolves, forcing you to face your deepest fears, shadows, and wounds. Though painful, it can be a powerful catalyst for awakening, transformation, and growth—shedding old patterns to emerge with greater clarity, compassion, and authenticity."

Can you go through more than one?

Absolutely. “The dark night isn’t necessarily a one-time event. Many people experience multiple dark nights of the soul at different stages of life. Each can come when you’re called to shed a new layer of conditioning or illusion, or when life circumstances trigger deep introspection”

It’s been a sacred, messy unraveling, I feel so deeply as my old patterns, identities, and stories are dissolving, painfully leaving me feeling tender, raw, and unsure of what comes next.

This isn’t depression in a clinical sense, but it feels like it, it is a profound invitation into the shadows of my being. I’m being asked to meet parts of myself I’ve long avoided, to sit with the discomfort, and to surrender what no longer serves my becoming. It’s deeply uncomfortable, and yet I trust it’s part of remembering who I truly am beneath the layers.

Healing isn’t always easy or graceful. It can be excruciating to let go of what once felt safe, and I understand why so many avoid this path, because real healing requires us to feel the pain we’ve tucked away. It asks us to breathe into our fears, our grief, our anger, and to hold ourselves with compassion as we transmute these energies into freedom.

A dark night of the soul isn’t about being broken; it’s a sacred dismantling, a shedding of the illusions that keep us small. There is beauty in this space, even if we can’t yet see it, a seed of light waiting to bloom.

Tears streaming, heart cracked open, feeling everything. The spiritual journey isn’t all rainbows and butterflies; it takes deep courage to face ourselves again and again, to shed what doesn’t align with love, to release what once made us feel safe but now keeps us stuck.

Has this happened to you?

Trust your nervous system is releasing. Sometimes your body just knows when it’s time to release. We hold so much tension, trauma, and emotion beneath the surface, and when you finally feel safe, or your soul recognizes a window, you cry not because something is wrong, but because something is ready to let go.

This dark night is showing me how the patterns that feel so familiar exist because we’ve been too scared to let go of the past. But if we don’t dismantle what no longer serves us, we’ll keep repeating the same cycles, reliving old wounds.

This path is heavy. It’s messy. It’s a sacred process of breaking down so we can remember who we truly are. And even as I fall apart, I keep finding a new kind of love for myself, a love that grows each time I choose to feel, to surrender, to begin again.

There’s a war happening in this world, here we are again. The cycle is repeating itself.

I’m realizing now that I used to spiritually bypass reality. I thought protecting my energy meant shutting everything out, keeping anything that could disturb my peace outside my bubble. But the real key to peace and freedom is learning how to stay grounded and at peace even in the midst of chaos and pain.

So how do we stop turning a blind eye to what’s happening? How do we truly come together? “One world order” yeah, let’s fucking do it. But not a one-world government ordering us around. I mean one world united. One humanity, owning our pain so we can rise above greed and power, so we can finally change the way things have been done, for a better future.

For this planet to survive, we must love our Mother Earth like we love our children. I don’t have kids, and only now, at 35, am I learning what it means to truly love and accept all parts of myself. The light and the shadows. Maybe one day, I'll guide my own child by living that example. But for now I lead the children already walking this earth, just walking around in adult bodies, still learning how to come home to ourselves.

How can we expect the world to respect nature and coexist as one if we can’t even respect ourselves or each other? The beauty industry and the standards of “living” consume us, distracting us with things that will eventually fade away. What endures is what we leave behind, and how we leave it behind for the generations to come.

I don’t know exactly what I’m trying to say, but I’m tired of feeling uncomfortable in a world that’s been twisted into a “normal” that isn’t normal at all. Sometimes, foundations need to crumble if they were built on insecurity or fear. And let’s be honest, this world has been built on a frequency of fear. It won’t last. Love will rise, but only when we rise to meet it…

If any part of this spoke to your soul, or if you feel like you’re in the thick of your own dark night and need someone to talk to, please know you’re not alone. I’ve been there, and I’m still walking through it. Sometimes, just being seen or heard in that space can make all the difference. If you feel called, reach out. My heart is open, and I’m here to hold space for you. 💌