Beyond the reach

B= on My A to Z of love

There was a time when I felt lost in a sea of hopeless action, moving, searching, reaching, yet without trust.

I was looking for something beyond myself. Something that would reconnect me to love, to family, to Source, to the deeper feeling that life was holding me. I could feel there was more to life, but I could not always feel my connection to it.

I reached outward for the missing piece.

I looked for love in the places where I wanted to feel connected, especially with family. But I began to realise that the people I was reaching towards were often lost in their own limitations, their own lack, their own lives. They could not give me what they did not yet have for themselves.

And then something shifted.

A senseless death shook my soul and reminded me of the preciousness of life. It brought me back to a truth I had been slowly remembering: when love comes from within, it is stronger.

I began to ask myself a different question.

If I do not have love for myself, how can anyone else truly show it to me?

I began to see that perhaps I had been searching for something that was never really missing.

As a source of energy, I am always connected to the light. To love. To the joy of life. Even when I cannot see it. Even when fear tells me otherwise. Even when I feel disconnected.

The more I stopped searching outside myself, the more I began to feel something within.

A warmth.

A knowing.

A sense of being held.

I discovered that love is not simply something another person gives me. Love is something I can remember. Something I can return to. Something I can choose to cultivate within myself.

And when I return to that place, I am safe.

Not because life is always easy. Not because everyone will meet me where I am. Not because I will never feel disconnected again.

But because I know where home is.

Within.

This is what I now want to share with women who feel lost in a sea of searching. Women who know there is more to life, but feel they have somehow lost their way to it. Women who are searching for the missing piece, hoping someone or something outside themselves will finally bring them peace.

I want to whisper to them:

You do not have to search forever.

You can return to yourself.

You can return to the essence of joy.

You can remember the love that lives within you.

Sometimes the greatest shift happens when we stop searching and stop fearing long enough to feel what has been there all along.

Love.

Compassion.

Care.

Worth.

The light within.

This is the work I am being called to build and speak into through my Awaken programmes. To create a pathway back to the safety of love within. To help women let go of the endless searching and begin remembering who they are.

Because perhaps the missing piece was never missing.

Perhaps we were simply looking in the wrong direction.

And perhaps coming home to ourselves is not the end of the journey.

Perhaps it is where the real journey begins.