I told my therapist today that it feels like the universe is forcing me to sit in my divine feminine.
And not in the soft, dreamy way people romanticize.
I mean the gritty feminine.
The kind where you’re asked to stop fighting.
To stop fixing.
To stop pushing your way through the pain.
Every time I try to grip control, step into my masculine energy to make something happen, I get blocked.
Doors slam.
Plans fall apart.
Clarity vanishes.
And I’m left with no choice but to surrender.
Not spiritually bypassing. Not passive acceptance.
Real surrender.
The kind where you cry on the kitchen floor because you don’t know what’s next
but you trust—somehow, you trust—that something is still unfolding behind the scenes.
Right now, I am living day by day.
Sometimes hour by hour.
I have no grand plan. No big answers.
Just a willingness to stop resisting the pause.
I used to think surrender meant giving up.
But it’s actually returning—
to the womb,
to the mystery,
to the place where life creates itself without force.
This is not easy.
But I think this is the work.
The holy, messy, sacred work of becoming
without chasing, proving, or performing.
If you’re here too—spinning, unraveling, uncertain—
I see you.
You are not failing.
You are softening.
You are being asked to trust the dark
before the light returns.
Affirmation for Surrender:
I release the need to control what is not mine to hold.
I trust the pauses, the detours, the silence.
I am safe in the unknown.
Even in the void, I am becoming.
I am rooted in my truth, even when the path is unclear.
I surrender—not because I am weak, but because I am wise.
The universe is still holding me. And that is enough.
Hope Moreno- The Wild Alchemist
Flame & Root Alchemy 