The Healing Path

A Journey of Stillness and Restoration

  • Healing Isn’t Always Merry & Bright

    A Christmas-season reflection on heaviness, love, faith, and being human. There’s something about this time of year that feels heavier than others. Not necessarily in a dramatic way—but in a slow, quiet, deeply emotional way. It’s like the air shifts, time slows, and suddenly I’m more aware of the things I’ve walked through, the wounds Read more

  • “Are You Listening?” — The Whisper We Often Miss

    Tonight, I was supposed to be working on school stuff. The to-do list is full. My calendar is full. My brain? Also full. But my motivation? Pretty empty lately. I’ve been in a weird space—drifting through homework, halfway committed to tasks, and just not feeling like me. So tonight, instead of being productive, I laid Read more

  • Healing Through the Method: How Montessori Is Restoring Me

    Healing can show up in unexpected places. Sometimes it’s in therapy. Sometimes it’s in prayer. And sometimes? It’s in a classroom, sitting cross-legged on the floor surrounded by golden beads and grammar symbols. This season of my life has been filled with both pain and purpose—and somewhere in the middle of it all, Montessori found Read more

  • I’m Still In This: A Healing Check-In

    I’ve spent the past few months writing about healing—about the church hurt, the heartache, the waiting, the moments where God gently showed up and reminded me I wasn’t alone. And all of that is real. All of it is true. But today, I feel the need to pause and be honest about where I am Read more

  • The Power of Being Seen: A Healing Moment in the Middle of the Struggle

    This week was hard emotionally.Some really great highs. Some really low lows.But that’s what healing looks like sometimes, right? That roller coaster of emotions, that constant work of trying to move through the mess and not get stuck in it. What I didn’t realize was that in the middle of this week—on one of my Read more

  • Two Years Down: Still Waiting, Still Healing

    It’s a week past the anniversary.Two years down. Five more to go.I meant to write on that day—but maybe I wasn’t ready. Maybe I needed time to let it settle, to feel it instead of force the words. Because the truth is, even though the date has passed, the journey hasn’t. The healing hasn’t. There’s Read more

  • When My Trauma Met Church Hurt

    Admitting the Pain In 2018, I finally met my match with my mental health. Life became almost unbearable. Even though I grew up in church, believed in the Bible, and followed Jesus with every fiber of my being, I suddenly found myself unable to breathe under the weight of it all. I’d started a new Read more

  • The Flicker of A Single Flame

    Christmas Eve has always carried a quiet magic for me—a time when the hustle of the season seems to pause, even if briefly. This past year, however, that night felt different. I found myself in a place I’d recently started attending—where my mom grew up—surrounded by kind faces and warm hearts. As the soft glow Read more

  • A Christmas Eve Revelation:From Running to Healing

    On Christmas Eve, I sat quietly in a place I recently started attending—, surrounded by my mom’s memories and the warmth of loving, kind people. It was there, in that stillness, that I felt God speak to me—gently but clearly. It’s time to heal. Be still. For years, I’ve found myself running when a church Read more