Whispers of a Warrior

Let me tell you a story — because if you’re here, I have a feeling you’ll see yourself inside its edges.

There was a time in my life — before cancer interrupted my path, before diabetes turned me into both warrior and student, before I was navigating chronic pain while raising a child with complex needs — when I was completely untethered from myself.

It’s not that I lacked dreams. I had vision. I wanted a family, a stable home, a life that mattered. But I was submerged under something heavier:...

The way you carry yourself says more than you think.

You can tell a lot about a person by how they move through the world.

Not by what they wear.

Not by how they speak.

But by the way their shoulders carry what no one else sees.

The quiet rounding of the spine when no one’s watching.

The stillness—or stiffness—in the chest when they don’t feel safe enough to take up space.

Lately, I’ve been noticing my own posture.

Not in a “sit up straight” kind of way.

But with reverence.

With curios...

Have you ever noticed how easy it is to override your own needs—especially when you’re trying to be “responsible,” “productive,” or simply “okay”?

You feel the urge to pause… but you keep going.
You hear your body whisper, “I need a break,” but you reach for coffee instead.
You feel the heaviness, the overwhelm, the fatigue… and still, you push through.

It doesn’t happen in one dramatic moment. It happens in the smallest ones.
The ones we dismiss. The ones that feel too minor to matter.

But...