There are times when deep involvement in a child’s life crosses an invisible line- when care begins to blur into attachment, and the desire to support begins to mirror control. I recently found myself at that threshold, heavily invested in my son’s journey in hockey to the point where I could feel my own vibrational alignment slipping. I was no longer anchored in faith, but in fear. I was descending into desperation, clinging to an identity I’ve spent months evolving beyond.

In trying to create success for him, I was unknowingly sabotaging it. My energy was speaking louder than my words, and it was transmitting worry and doubt, not confidence.

One morning, I turned to journaling as a way to unpack the inner turmoil. What began as a routine practice to process my thoughts became something far more sacred: a dialogue with God. Not metaphorically, but through a stream of words and wisdom that felt divinely guided. It wasn’t my voice on the page- it was His.

What came through was a clear and powerful reminder: he {my son} will create his own life. His outcomes, his experiences, his manifestations- they will all be a reflection of his own vibration. And as someone he still looks to for guidance, validation, and self-understanding, my beliefs about him matter. Deeply.

If I continue to project doubt, fear, or the belief that he must change in order to be enough, he will internalize and mirror that energy. But if I choose instead to see him as confident, capable, worthy, and magnetic, I offer him something far more valuable: the belief that he is already enough. My frequency becomes his model.

The shift begins with me. I realized I had to return to speaking more about his courage and effort, rather than his hesitation or falters. To reflect on his moments of boldness, not his moments of self-doubt. If I want to raise a confident, joyful athlete- I must first believe that’s exactly who he already is.

In that same dialogue, I asked, "Where do I even begin?" The answer was simple: Begin where love begins.

See him as the radiant soul that he is. Nurture him like the seedling he’s still becoming. Offer sunlight, not shade. Remember the version of him who was smaller, newer to life, and approach him with that same gentleness and awe. Praise the small wins. Celebrate the simple joys. Hold his hand through both triumph and trial. And let go of the grip on outcomes- on timelines, teams, or expectations. None of it needs to happen in one specific way.

The message was clear: reclaim joy. In hockey. In parenting. In life.

Return to love. Return to faith. Return to joy. Return to knowing.

Stay as HER. Would the version of you who lives in highest alignment- your truest, most divine self- be afraid or worried? No. She wouldn’t. Fear ends now.

I release the grip of needing it to go a certain way. I release the story that says I need to make it happen.