A Letter to the Woman I’m Becoming

This post came through like a letter from my soul to my soul —
a moment of deep recognition for the woman I’m still becoming.

It’s a reminder that even in the mess, even in the uncertainty,
we are evolving into something powerful and real.

If you’ve ever paused long enough to feel your future self holding you in grace —
this is for you. May it awaken your own remembrance and remind you:
you are not becoming someone new… you are returning to the truth of who you’ve always been.

🪄 Today’s Frequency:
I am both the seed and the bloom. I am who I’ve been waiting for.

Dear Me, The Woman I Am Becoming,

I see you now.
Clearly. Powerfully. And with so much love.

You are the embodiment of everything I’ve fought for—every fear I’ve shed, every truth I’ve spoken, every dream I dared to believe in.
You are the proof that healing works. That love transforms. That choosing myself was never selfish—it was necessary.

I want you to know that I’m doing the work down here. I’m showing up even when it’s hard. I’m writing. I’m trusting. I’m being seen. I’m allowing the process to unfold, even when it feels uncertain. 

I’ve stopped running.
I’ve stopped shrinking.
I’ve started listening—to the whispers of my soul, to the signs, to the energy that guides me.

And I feel you with me.
In every moment I speak truth.
In every word I write.
In every boundary I honor.
In every tear I cry and every laugh I let echo out freely.
You are here.
And I am becoming you.

I promise to keep walking with integrity.
I promise to keep choosing the path that aligns with who we really are—even when it’s not the easiest.
I promise to keep my heart open, my faith strong, and my vision sacred.

I don’t know everything that lies ahead, but I do know this:
We are building something bigger than us.
And the world is better because we showed up.

Thank you for never giving up.

For holding the vision even when I forgot.

For staying alive inside me when the world tried to silence my light.

For being patient as I remembered who I am.

I see you now—and I will never let go of you again. With love, pride, and unwavering trust,
Julie

She is not far away. She is already inside you, whispering.
Every choice, every boundary, every breath in your truth brings you closer.
Keep going. She’s proud of you already.

Julie Renee

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