The Healing Blog

Photo by Jason Leung  on Unsplash There’s a particular kind of tired that comes from trying to be better all the time, a spiritual exhaustion that creeps in when self-improvement quietly turns into self-rejection wearing a linen robe and holding a journal. We don’t usually notice when it happens because it looks so virtuous on the outside. Reflection, growth, awareness, healing — all good things, until they’re used as a subtle way of saying not like this, though, not yet, not

On What We Think Vulnerability Is Photo by Adrian "Rosco" Stef  on Unsplash Vulnerability is often spoken about as though it were a single, deliberate act, something we choose and then step into with intention, as if it were a doorway rather than a condition of being human. We picture it as disclosure, as courage made visible, as the moment when something private is finally brought into the light and named, and because of that we quietly assume it must always be bold, emotion

Photo by Austin Chan  on Unsplash There’s a particular moment many of us experience — usually when we’re doing something very ordinary — where life seems to pause, lean in slightly, and clear its throat. Nothing dramatic happens. No lightning bolt. No burning bush. Just a quiet but persistent sense that the way you’ve been living, choosing, or postponing things isn’t quite cutting it anymore. This is often where the conversation about life purpose  begins. Not with a five-yea

Photo by Kelly Sikkema  on Unsplash The turning of the year has a way of arriving loudly in the collective imagination, as though January were a command rather than a doorway. But a threshold does not demand transformation; it only asks that we notice when we have crossed from one room into another. Before we rush toward intention-setting or vision-making, there is something quieter that wants our attention first: the honest closing of what has already been lived. This is not

The moment you realise you’re not actually looking at yourself Photo by Chandler Cruttenden  on Unsplash There comes a moment — sometimes quietly, sometimes with a jolt — when you realise you’re no longer seeing yourself directly. Instead, you’re seeing a version of you reflected back through other people’s reactions, expectations, beliefs, and disappointments. It’s subtle at first. You start adjusting your tone. Softening your opinions. Questioning your instincts. Explaining

Photo by Samuel Regan-Asante  on Unsplash I want to remind you of something simple, and maybe a little radical, especially if you’ve learned to brace yourself against good moments. You are allowed to enjoy happiness even when you know it won’t last. You don’t need certainty, guarantees, or proof that things will stay this way in order to let yourself feel what’s here now. Happiness doesn’t ask for permanence in exchange for permission; it only asks for your presence. Somewher

Photo by Juli Kosolapova  on Unsplash When the Holidays Feel Heavier Than They Look If you’re struggling right now — really struggling, in a way you can’t quite articulate, or in a way that feels quieter than people around you seem to understand — I want to begin by saying this: you’re not doing anything wrong. There’s nothing defective, dramatic, or “too much” about the way you’re feeling. The holidays have a way of amplifying everything. Joy gets louder, yes, but so does ex

Photo by Neil Daftary  on Unsplash There’s always a particular moment — usually sometime around my birthday, when life feels like it’s quietly taking attendance — where an old pattern I was certain  I’d grown past decides to wander back in like an uninvited guest who still knows exactly where I keep the tea. I don’t mean the dramatic, life-altering patterns (those at least have the decency to announce themselves). I mean the quieter loops: the sudden flare of self-doubt just

Photo by Andre Hunter  on Unsplash When Someone Else’s Bad Mood Lands on Your Lap There are days when you’re moving through the world with a fairly stable mood, minding your own business, perhaps even feeling quietly optimistic about the hours ahead, and then someone appears and derails the entire energy of your day in under ten seconds. It might be the colleague who responds to your perfectly innocent “morning” like you’ve personally offended their ancestors, or the stranger

Photo by Brendan Church  on Unsplash The other day I found myself sitting with my tarot deck in that familiar, slightly desperate way where you’re hoping the cards will just… pick a direction for you. I wasn’t in any kind of life crisis — nothing dramatic, no existential thunderstorm rolling in — just that strange, floaty state where you suddenly have no idea what to do with yourself. Do I start the thing I’ve been putting off? Do I wander around the house pretending to tidy?

Photo by Frankie Cordoba  on Unsplash It started, as these things often do, with a mildly existential cup of tea. I’d just finished a reading — one of those sprawling spreads where every card seems to wink at you like it’s in on a cosmic joke you don’t quite get — and I caught myself asking (out loud, because why not), “So… when exactly do I become my highest self?” The cards, of course, said nothing. Just a very smug-looking Magician and a reversed Eight of Pentacles staring

Photo by Donald Giannatti  on Unsplash Gratitude has a lovely reputation — all soft light and serenity quotes — but anyone who’s tried to practice it honestly knows it can be a little trickier than that. It’s easy to be grateful when things are going smoothly, when your tea is hot and your tarot spread looks promising. But when life feels heavy, uncertain, or just… mildly chaotic? Gratitude can feel like one more thing you’re failing at. That’s the funny thing about gratitude

Speaking Your Truth, Living Your Alignment Photo by Alex Shute  on Unsplash There’s a certain magic in saying something that’s deeply, wildly true. You can feel it — the air shifts, your shoulders drop, your breath deepens. It’s like your soul finally catches up to your body and says, Ah, there you are. But let’s be honest: living in truth isn’t all glowing light and cosmic alignment. Sometimes it’s awkward, inconvenient, and deeply uncomfortable. Speaking your truth can mean

Photo by Kelly Sikkema  on Unsplash Relationships are where all our best (and worst) magic happens. They’re where our souls grow, our triggers flare, our hearts expand, and occasionally, where our patience is tested so hard we start Googling “hermit life off-grid, no Wi-Fi.” Tarot, though, has always known this truth. It’s a mirror for how we show up in connection — not just romantically, but with friends, family, colleagues, and even that one neighbour who always parks sligh

Photo by Buse Doga Ay  on Unsplash You know that feeling when the air suddenly shifts? When an idea, a dream, or a new direction pops...

Photo by Alex Durynin  on Unsplash Life has a way of unravelling when we least expect it. You think you’ve got the rhythm down—work is...

Photo by Shelby Bauman  on Unsplash One of the quiet wonders of tarot is how it bends time. You sit with your deck, shuffle, lay down the...

Setting the Scene Photo by Ti Ye  on Unsplash Let’s be honest: manifestation has become a bit of a buzzword. Scroll for five minutes...

Photo by Senjuti Kundu  on Unsplash When people hear the phrase inner child , it can conjure all kinds of images: a fragile, wounded part...

Photo by Elena Espejel  on Unsplash You lay the cards out on the table, and for a moment, everything holds still. The images look back at...