#selftrustpractice

You don’t need to tear yourself apart to be honest with yourself. That’s not really honesty. That’s punishment dressed as perceived and conditioned "brutal honesty". Radical self honesty - the kind we practise inside Feel Good Rebel Academy - is waaaay softer. But also deeper. It doesn’t shout - it listens. And when it speaks, it sounds more like: “Love… I think you’ve been pretending. And you don’t have to anymore.” The work is about being willing to see yourself, without performance and without bypassing. To name what you actually want. To admit what’s not working. To stop holding your breath in a life that doesn’t fit anymore. And here’s the sacred part: We don’t stop at the discomfort. We go with it. We explore what becomes possible when you stop lying to yourself (even in small, polite ways)… and start listening for what’s been true all along. -- On Wednesday, June 25th, I’m hosting a special session on Radical Self Honesty It's the next New Moon theme inside the Academy. We’ll explore what you’re ready to release, what desires are rising, and how to anchor into your version of truth, power, and rebellion. Come practise with us. ✨ To join here directly:

You’re not just unmotivated. You’re not just lazy or broken. You’re just exhausted from trying to grow inside a system that keeps you in survival mode. Motivation is not the problem. It’s the pressure. The constant bracing. The voice that says “you’ll be worthy when you’ve done more.” But love… what you really need isn’t another strategy. You need a safe container. A space to exhale. To feel your own rhythm again. To remember that you don’t have to perform for your healing to be real. That’s why I created Feel Good Rebel Academy - a sacred space to return to yourself. To work with your energy, not against it. To grow without abandoning your softness. You don’t have to hustle to transform. You just need to be held - by rituals, reflections, and a community that gets it. ✨ Join the Feel Good Rebel Academy:

I keep relearning the same boundaries. Not because I’m doing it wrong… but because I’m still healing the part of me that thought she wasn’t allowed to have any. The part of me that says yes even when I’m exhausted. That overcommits. That wants to be generous and good and supportive and available and ALL THE THINGS. And honestly? She’s doing her best. She learned to survive by being agreeable. By overgiving. By anticipating everyone else’s needs before her own. But she’s tired. And I’m tired of carrying her story like it’s still the only way to be loved. So here I am… Setting boundaries late. Setting them awkwardly. Setting them even when my voice shakes and my chest feels weirdly guilty. And I’m reminding myself - and maybe you - that boundaries aren’t proof that we’re healed. They’re part of the healing. A spell we cast to come back to ourselves. If you want to explore this magic in real time, with messy humans like me? Come join our rebel circle. Worthy & Rising. We’ve got a Sagittarius Full Moon reflection coming up on Wednesday. It’s gonna be soft, honest, and wildly expansive. You belong there. 🌙 Link to join, love: