To be Cool or be Spiritual
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To be Cool or Spiritual
I hear this all the time.
In late-night messages.
In quiet conversations.
In the stillness between words.
“I don’t feel like I have a connection to my higher power... how do I find it?”
“I feel so much pressure to conform — to act like someone else — just so I’m accepted.”
“I keep trying to be good, but I don’t know who I am anymore.”
I’ve been there.
Trying so hard to look like I had it all together.
Trying to be someone — anyone — that the world would accept.
Trying to wear peace, instead of feel it.
But what if I told you all that trying is the very thing keeping you from your truth?
What if the answer isn’t to try harder...
But to come home?
A Girl, a Crystal, and the Lie We Tell Ourselves
I was in my thirties when I wandered into a crystal shop in Byron Bay.
The kind of place where sunlight spills across stone-filled shelves and time slows down.
I was dressed head to toe in the perfect white “spiritual” outfit.
Makeup flawless. Heels clicking confidently across the tiled floor.
But inside? I felt scattered.
Shaky.
Lost.
I looked the part of someone grounded, calm, “spiritually aligned.”
But I wasn’t.
And I thought maybe — just maybe — the biggest rose quartz tower I could find would fix that.
It was heavy in my hands. Soft pink like a promise.
I thought if I held on tight enough, I could absorb its healing.
I could become the woman I was trying so hard to appear as.
Then, the woman behind the counter looked at me — kindly, knowingly — and said:
“Honey… this won’t give you the healing you’re trying to wear on the outside.”
Her words hit me like a stone.
I smiled and brushed it off, but inside, I was crumbling.
When Healing Isn’t Pretty
The rose quartz sat on a shelf for months.
Untouched. Forgotten. Just like the parts of me I didn’t want to face.
Still, I kept trying to perform my way into peace:
Wearing the “right” clothes.
Posting the “right” quotes.
Saying all the “right” things.
But I was performing healings, not living it. Until one day — quietly, painfully — I stopped.
There was no ceremony. No transformation post. No crystal in hand.
Just me.
On the floor of my apartment.
Crying. Unfiltered. Tired.
Listening, for the first time, to the ache in my body.
The Shift
That was the moment it began to change.
I stopped pretending.
I started saying no to what drained me — even if it was trendy.
I stopped dressing like the version of a “healer” I thought I should be.
I let go of quoting words I hadn’t lived.
I let peace move through me — not sit on top of me.
It wasn’t polished.
It wasn’t pretty.
But it was real.
It looked like messy buns and white trainers.
It looked like silence, stillness, deep breaths, and slow reassembly.
Coming Back to Self
Years later, I walked back into that same crystal shop.
No makeup. Denim jacket. Hair undone.
But my energy?
That was different.
It was rooted.
Clear.
Authentic.
The same woman looked up, smiled, and said:
“There you are.”
What Is Your Style?
We talk so much about style.
But let me offer you this:
Style is not what you wear.
Style is how you carry your energy when no one is watching.
Your real style is the rhythm of your soul.
It’s how you move in the world when you’re no longer trying to impress anyone.
So let me ask you — what’s your real style?
Is it barefoot under the moonlight?
Dancing in the kitchen with tangled hair?
Saying no when your body says no?
Is it laughing too loud?
Telling the truth even when it’s messy?
Wearing what feels like you — not what fits the algorithm?
If any of that feels like home... follow it.
Spirit Doesn’t Chase — It Just Is
Spirituality isn’t a costume.
It’s not aesthetics.
It’s not about proving, performing, or perfecting.
It’s a current.
It curves. It crashes. It calms.
It teaches everything it touches how to say your name.
You don’t have to try to be spiritual.
You just need to come home.
Come Back to Yourself
Back to your body.
Back to your truth.
Back to the stillness.
Back to the rhythm only you know how to move in.
That is your glow.
That is your spirit.
That is your power — and it never fades.
So the next time the pressure creeps in —
To look right.
To sound right.
To perform peace.
Remember:
Spirit doesn’t beg.
Spirit doesn’t chase.
Spirit doesn’t need permission.
And neither do you.
You already are.
A Pause. A Breath. A Reminder
Let this be your breath.
Your moment of return.
Because in a world yelling who to be —
You choosing yourself is revolutionary.
There is power in your softness.
Magic in your quiet.
Healing in your truth.
And that healing?
It starts with one brave, imperfect decision.
To stop pretending.
To stop performing.
To stop defining yourself by how others respond.
And instead —
To feel the truth that’s always been within you.
You Are Already Enough
I want you to imagine yourself right now.
Not the polished version.
Not the curated version.
But the one who dances barefoot.
Who moves with purpose.
Who glows from within.
She exists.
She’s real.
She’s waiting for you to come home.
You don’t have to chase.
You don’t have to conform.
You just have to return.
This Is the Journey
This is the journey I walk every day.
And I’ll walk it with you — as you come home to yourself.
So if you’re ready to begin — even quietly — know this:
The magic you’re searching for?
It’s already inside you.
You don’t have to prove it.
You just have to live it.
Because that?
That is the greatest spirit you will ever be.
I’m So Glad You’re Here!
LET’S NOT BEAT AROUND THE BUSH! I want to help make your dreams come true. Be sure to look around here, I’ve created things for you to do (with some gentle guidance).