Wisdom Drop~
- Kathleen House
- Oct 7
- 2 min read
This Isn’t Just Personal Growth.
It’s Soul Making Room for itself
The Soul doesn’t whisper politely. It rearranges the bones. Sometimes through loss. Sometimes through friction. Always through the slow breaking of what cannot hold you anymore.
We’re trained to call that chaos. To label the ache as wrong. But what if the ache is sacred? What if what’s breaking isn’t your life falling apart, but your truth breaking through?
There’s an old self that served you once ~ the one that kept you safe, small, surviving. The one that learned to hold its breath just to keep the peace. But safety and truth rarely share the same room. So the Soul starts pressing, carving, expanding until the shell gives way.
That pressure is not punishment. It’s the sound of rebirth. The sacred abrasion of remembrance. The grind between what you’ve been and what you actually are.
Let it rub you raw. Let it crack the surface. The discomfort is can be seen as devotion. The friction is holy. This is not self-improvement. It’s soulwork. And it’s working.
If you’re standing in the crumble, come closer.
If you’re standing in the crumble, come closer.
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In Love & The Holy Raw,
Kat
Step into HOLY RAw
A living field where the sacred friction of becoming is witnessed, honored, and made into ceremony.
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