What you Witness is What you Walk with
Embracing Multiple Realities: This timeline is sacred.
#ShortSweetSips | Sunday Soul Whispers | Reading time 2 minutes
Lately, I’ve been witnessing beauty in my feed—not the kind you scroll past, but the kind that makes you pause… breathe deeper… whisper “yasssss” to yourself.
I see practitioners practicing.
Facilitators facilitating.
Mothers mothering in wild, wise, & wondrous ways.
Women embodying sovereign sensuality without apology.
Communities resting without guilt.
Souls shedding, birthing, opening.
Retreats being held in ceremony across oceans.
Portals opening in deserts and jungles.
And none of it surprises me.
Because this is the world I’ve cultivated.
This is the frequency I breathe, the soil I’ve sewn with intention, the love I’ve watered in my life, my family, my work.
So no, I’m not shocked that my timeline reflects this sacred rhythm.
I am that rhythm.
We are that rhythm.
And here’s the reminder:
This beauty doesn’t cancel anything out.
It doesn’t deny the pain, the labor, or the grief.
It doesn’t diminish the worth of other paths, other timelines, other portals.
We get to exist in multiplicity.
Not just in parallel worlds—
but in this one,
right here,
right now.
Multiple thoughts can breathe in the same room.
Multiple truths can ring out at once.
Multiple women can carry medicine.
Multiple ceremonies can open the same week, in the same city, and under the same sky.
It doesn’t have to be either/or.
It can be both/and.
All/yes.
This/also that.
Discernment is our compass, not our weapon.
We don’t need to shame someone else’s flavor of sacred to justify the seasoning of our own.
One more time for embodiment: I don’t have to invalidate someone else’s experience, teaching, or practice in order to gauge the potency and the sovereignty of my own path and assignment.
Because when you know what you’re cultivating, you don’t need to compete.
You recognize your harvest when it shows up in the gardens around you.
And maybe the medicine of this moment is this:
Let us celebrate what we see.
Let us bless the beauty showing up in our timelines.
Let us remember: what we witness is what we walk with.
Of course, it’s here.
You called it in.
You are it.
Yes.