Do you recognise the woman you see in the mirror?

f you're standing in your own mirror moment — between what’s ending and the uncertainty of what’s not arrived this is for you.

Lets explore the energies of Grief, Gratitude & the Woman You have always been -

because truth lies in the soul, in Spirit, In God, in your imagination.

"Your imagination is you, yourself (truth and becomes true)

and the world as your imagination sees it,

(the beliefs that limit you) is the real world."

Before we do, last week I invited you to consider a story you’ve been telling

— one that might not be true anymore.

Did something soften in you as you wrote a new story?

Did you have a HOLY shift - a glimpse of yourself beyond the old narrative?

I did too.

And then I caught my reflection in the mirror and thought:

Who is she?

The tired eyes.
The face that holds a thousand unspoken moments.
The aching body that’s weathered so much.

Where did the unstoppable woman go?
The one who built two businesses from scratch.
The one who left abusive relationships and still chose love.
The one who got up every time, and breathed new life into her story.

What I remembered in that moment I composed myself,

is where I am focusing my attention and giving life into a new story:

because Grief doesn't live in the past - in who we used to be.

It lives in the body, in the parts of us that survived the unspeakable.
It lives in the self that responds to life and lets the old die.
And it lives in the space between who we were, and who we’re becoming.

It is cellular memory - the body remembers and shapes who we become.

Grief is not just about the people or things we’ve lost including our youth.

It’s an essential part of being human

— one that, when embraced, can lead to profound healing and even transformation.

According to Francis Weller, there are Five Gates of Grief

— five invitations into deeper presence with the parts of us we’ve forgotten how to hold:

Everything we love, we will lose.
Grief is the cost of caring. If you’ve loved deeply, you will grieve deeply.

The places that have not known love.
These are the exiled parts of ourselves — the shamed, silenced, or denied.

The sorrows of the world.
We carry the weight of collective heartbreak: climate collapse, injustice,

war, displacement. And often, we do so alone.

What we expected and did not receive.
The nurturance we needed but never got. The safe touch, the steady presence,

the parent who couldn't stay.

Ancestral grief.
The pain that didn’t start with us — but still lives in our bones.

When we feel disoriented, broken, or lost,

it doesn’t always mean something is wrong.
It might simply mean that grief is knocking at the gate

— asking to be seen, held, and honoured.

Sometimes grief comes in loud waves.
And sometimes it whispers as anticipatory grief —
The ache we feel before the loss even arrives.

Watching our parents age
Letting go of roles that once defined us
Seeing our children grow up and leave
Feeling our body change through menopause
Standing in the middle of our lives and wondering, What now?

I felt it most deeply when I finally got my cats back from my ex.
I was fresh out of a mental hospital, barely holding it together.
I worried they wouldn’t recognise me.
That I had abandoned them.

And they loved me just as I was.

They were my medicine.
Purring at the exact healing frequency I needed.
Curling up on me, Grounding me when I felt the anxiety rising up.
Giving me CATupressure exactly where my body needed healing

and they told me,

“You’re home to us.”

They showed me that all parts of me are welcome

That grief and gratitude are both sides of love

They helped me to move and carry my grief so I could

feel joy again.

And so can you -

Just for today, can you give yourself permission to grieve everything you have lost?

Can you give permission to have gratitude for the woman who survived ?

Gratitude for the woman you are becoming.
Grieve for what is no more.
Gratitude for the version of you that Believes.....

everything you have experienced has prepared you for this moment

the one, whispering,

“Keep going.
You know how to do hard things.
And it’s time now…
For more joy.
For more love.
For more compassion.
For more freedom to be all of you.”

This Week’s Turning Point Reframe:

You are not broken.
You are not lost.
You are becoming — through every ending, every ache, every choice to stay tender.

The version of you that grieved, endured, and kept going — she is sacred.
And the version of you now emerging?
She is wise enough to hold both grief and grace, and brave enough to begin again.