There comes a time in every soul’s life when the breaking becomes too loud to ignore. When grief clutches the heart with both hands, and the silence of heaven feels unbearable. You stand still. You weep. You wonder if you’ll ever rise again.

But beloved, the breaking is sacred. It’s not the end. It’s the threshold. A cracked spirit makes room for the light to enter. A shattered heart expands into surrender. And surrender is where the Higher Self waits—with arms wide, and a whisper that says: “Come home to Me.”

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” — Psalm 147:3

Finding your Higher Self isn’t about perfection. It’s about truth. It’s remembering who you were before the world told you otherwise. Before trauma. Before betrayal. Before the masks. It’s a return. A resurrection. A re-choosing of the sacred within.

So if today you are broken—be still, but don’t be ashamed. Let your tears baptize you. Let your pain teach you. And trust that in the rubble, you are being remade.

Penned by Eva Joan
For I Rise and Roar – A sacred space for healing & becoming.