Hey beautiful souls,
Can I just say something really quick (and real)?
Fear will have you playing small and calling it “safety.”
But deep down—you know.
You were never meant to shrink.
You were never meant to shrink.
And maybe, like me, you've been shrinking for so long, you forgot what expansion even feels like.
Not anymore.
Not anymore.
Welcome back to Embodied Living—the space where we get real, raw, and radiant as ever.
Over the next 6 weeks, we’re diving into the core themes of the Embodied Living journey—and today we’re starting with a big one: Fear.
Why not begin with the one thing that most shapes how we show up, hold back, or hide—and we may not even realize it’s running the show.
I’m not just talking about big, loud, scream-in-a-pillow fear. I’m talking about the quiet, sneaky kind:
I’m not just talking about big, loud, scream-in-a-pillow fear. I’m talking about the quiet, sneaky kind:
- Fear of being seen.
- Fear of taking up space.
- Fear of doing life your way.
- Fear of being judged, misunderstood, or, let’s be real, abandoned.
Who’s felt this?
(Go ahead and nod. I see you.)
(Go ahead and nod. I see you.)
My Own Fear Story
Fear ran the show in my life for a long, long time. Not with dramatic meltdowns (though I’ve had my moments). But in micro-moments.
- The pause before I spoke up.
- The apologizing for simply existing.
- The rehearsed laughter that was quieter than my joy.
- The way I edited myself into something more "acceptable."
One of my deepest fears? That I was “too much.” Too loud. Too emotional. Too intense. Too everything.
So I shrank. I muted my laugh, held back my humor (even though it’s one of my superpowers). I overthought every word before I said it. Why? Because I believed being liked mattered more than being me.
But here's the thing: I didn’t even like myself that much while doing all that. Because I was constantly abandoning me—for them.
The Real Shift
Everything changed when I started coming back into my body.
When I let myself laugh loudly, because dammit, life is funny.
When I danced in my kitchen and on the sidewalk.
When I stopped filtering my truth and started living it.
When I danced in my kitchen and on the sidewalk.
When I stopped filtering my truth and started living it.
Not with defensiveness, but with clarity. With love. With truth.
That’s when I felt safe again. That’s when I felt me again.
Fear Isn’t Just a Mindset—It’s a Sensation
Fear doesn’t always shout. Sometimes, it just sits in your chest, tightening up your breath before you post something vulnerable. Or curls in your belly before you enter a room and wonder if people are judging. It’s the breath you hold before you speak your truth.
That’s not brokenness. That’s your nervous system saying, “This doesn’t feel safe yet.”
Most of us were taught: Fear = Protection. Something happened, and your body made a deal with your younger self: “Stay small. Stay safe.” And it worked… for a while.
But now? You’re a grown-ass woman with wisdom, fire, and purpose. And that deal? It's expired.
But now? You’re a grown-ass woman with wisdom, fire, and purpose. And that deal? It's expired.
The Sneaky Ways We Stay Small
Let’s name some of them—see if these sound familiar:
- Soften your truths to avoid conflict
- Apologize for your joy, your laughter, your ideas
- Ask for less than you need (love, rest, respect)
- Tame your pleasure, your weirdness, your edge
- Overexplain (hello, trauma response)
- Stay in relationships or roles that don’t reflect who you are—just to keep the peace
We’ve been trained to be “good.” But babe, you weren’t born to be good. You were born to be whole. And wholeness? It’s messy. Radiant. Expressive. Wild. Tender. Sacred. Grounded. It’s all of it. And it’s yours.
What To Do When Fear Shows Up
Not trying to bulldoze it. Not trying to silence it. We work with it.
We remind our body, “It’s safe now.” Try this next time you feel fear rising:
- Inhale through the nose for 4 seconds
- Hold for 4
- Exhale through the mouth for 6
- Say aloud: “I am safe in my body. I can trust myself.”
- Repeat it. Until your body believes it.
Anchor it in your chest. Your throat. Your solar plexus. Let it root.
Soul Work: Journal Prompt for the Week
What am I afraid would happen if I fully trusted myself?
Go deep. Let your truth speak. What would happen if you stopped shrinking? Stopped performing? Stopped explaining your damn self?
What would be possible if you let your real self breathe?
Let this be your invitation into the depths. And if fear rises again? Come back to your breath. Ground in your truth.
Final Words, Beautiful
You’re not here to live behind a filter. You’re not here to play small for the comfort of others. You’re here to expand.
To feel the fear and still move forward. To honor your softness and your fire.
To feel the fear and still move forward. To honor your softness and your fire.
Let this land:
You are not broken. You are not behind. You are a powerful woman remembering who the fuck she is, one breath at a time. You are right where you’re supposed to be.
And I’m right here with you.
💖 This Week’s Affirmation:
“I can feel fear and still choose my truth.”
Say it out loud. Say it until it becomes your knowing.
Say it out loud. Say it until it becomes your knowing.
If this post cracked something open in you, share it. Send it to a friend, a sister, a mama, a fellow wild woman who needs to hear it. Let’s spread the ripple.
Until next time—
Stay embodied. Stay radiant. Stay you.
Stay embodied. Stay radiant. Stay you.
And remember:
Pleasure is your friend.
Pleasure is your friend.
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