You are already enough. Let’s build from that.
I’ve done a lot of self-reflection. Like… a lot.
I’ve spent years in the quiet comfort of my own company. Journaling. Meditating. Turning over the various stones buried deep in my head. Considering every flicker of my soul. And still, even with all that inner work, there are parts of me that feel just out of reach.
Aspects of my personality, my reactions, my patterns —
I sometimes wonder:
Is this the real me?
Or is it a version I constructed to protect myself?
That’s the question I found myself sitting with after reading a Substack article about Chiron — the wounded healer in astrology.
Here’s something you may not yet know about me: I’m an astrology girlie. I use astrology as a tool for deeper self-understanding. (And if you don’t, let me put you on one … the shit works!) Not to predict the future or map out my life, but to better understand the patterns I carry with me and archetypes I’m acting out in the present.
In my chart, Chiron sits in Taurus, deep in the 12th house — a placement that speaks to a deeply buried wound around self-worth, safety, and receiving. It’s not a surface-level pain. It’s quiet, ancestral, almost invisible. But it shows up in these all too familiar ways:
That compulsion to overwork to prove I’m valuable.
The discomfort with receiving without “earning it.”
The fear of being truly seen — not for what I do, but for who I am.
This tracks, right (hence my journey From Grind to Align)?? My Chiron in the 12th house reveals the parts of myself I’ve learned to suppress in order to survive. But, because there is duality — both in life and in the stars — Chiron is also here to show us what we are here to learn … and to teach.
And I’m learning… that healing doesn’t always mean changing. I’m learning that I don’t have to prove myself to be seen. I’m learning that my worth is innate — not earned. I’m learning that I am enough.
Sometimes, the most radical act of healing is to remember who you were before the world told you to be someone else.
Because the truth is:
You are already enough. Even in the shadow parts that you want to keep hidden. You are still enough.
Trauma.
Limiting beliefs.
Conditioning.
Yeah, we’ve heard it all before. Hell, I write about it — about all the ways we’ve been taught there are broken parts of us that need fixing.
So that’s where we put our energy.
In the healing.
In the work.
In trying to “change,” “integrate,” “resolve” the parts of ourselves that feel separate from who we really are.
But today?
I’m tired of that shit.
I don’t want to talk about practical tips for tapping into your higher self.
I don’t want to peddle another checklist for becoming a better version of you.
And I sure as hell don’t want to perpetuate the idea that there’s something wrong with us to begin with.
You are already enough.
So let’s just start there.
The biggest lie we’ve ever been sold is that we need to become someone else.
That the person we were born as wasn’t “good enough,” “worthy enough,” “[insert your core wound here] enough.”
But that is simply not true. Fake news. Bullshit.
What if the real truth is this:
Despite the fear.
Despite the proving.
Despite the perfectionism and the people-pleasing and the pressure to perform:
We were always enough.
So much of my journey has been about changing who I was — because I didn’t want to be that version of me anymore.
I didn’t want to believe that exhaustion was the price of success.
I didn’t want to grind for every dollar I earned.
I didn’t want to beg for love or chase attention just to feel like I mattered.
I wanted to be the version of me that wasn’t performing.
I wanted to stop hustling for worthiness.
I just wanted to be.
And maybe you do too.
But how do we find her — the woman we were before the world told us to be someone else?
We don’t fix our way back to her.
We don’t heal our way back to her.
We remember her.
We feel her, nudging from inside. Calling our name from deep within. Creating discomfort in the life that we carefully constructed — so she can make her way close enough to the surface to breathe.
Not because she’s broken.
But because she’s been buried under layers of survival strategies and societal scripts.
And now?
It’s time to let her out.
She is not your future self.
She is your original self.
She is the one you’ve always been.
Let’s take the pressure off ourselves and just be.
Take a breath with me and relax as I say this:
You are already enough. Let’s build from that.