The Gift of Into Me I See

What if the intimacy you’ve been seeking was never meant to be found out there?

In this tender transmission from the Gifts of Spirit series, Angela invites you to return to the deepest homecoming of all — the sacred journey of Into Me I See. Through poetic storytelling and spiritual reflection, this episode unpacks the veils we wear, the fear of being seen, and the quiet power of self-honesty.

This is not about self-improvement.
This is about self-remembrance.

You’ll be guided through a soulful writing practice to reconnect with your inner heroine — the one who’s been waiting for you to stop, listen, and let her speak.

Let this episode be your gentle threshold — a return to truth, to wholeness, and to the intimacy of your own soul.

It includes:
 – A sacred reflection on intimacy and self-honesty
 – A poetic invitation to lay down the veils behind which I, which you have hidden
 – A guided journaling practice for soul reconnection

Transcript

The Gift of Into Me I See

Welcome, beloved one.

It has been my experience that the person we are most afraid of… is ourselves.

I’ve worked with people for many years. And as I observe the world — and the people within it — we seem to be caught in a never-ending cycle of doing, being, and having more.

But awakening into the fullness of who we are…
Answering the call of the heroine…
Requires that we get into it — with ourselves.

The very thing we long for most — that feeling of connection, that intimacy with others — is the very thing we often deny ourselves.

How can we truly experience intimacy with another if we have not tasted that depth within our own being?

We long to be seen. And yet we build our lives behind veils — carefully constructed personas meant to protect us from being judged, rejected, or unloved.

We say we crave intimacy… but what we often seek is acceptance through performance.

We’ve mistaken closeness for connection.
Nakedness for knowing.
Proximity for presence.

But real intimacy begins not with another — it begins the moment we stop hiding from ourselves.

It is the sacred return to the self beneath the veils.
The self that was never lost — only exiled in the name of safety.

My own heroine called me.

She asked me to get into it.
To peel away the veils behind which I had remained hidden.
She called me to let the fullness of who I am stand in the Light of truth.

To offer the world not only what I had already become, but what I was still growing into — and still learning from.

And so I began.

Not without fear.
But with a quiet courage that came from deep within.

We say we fear the judgment of others. But more often than not, we are our own harshest critics.

We do not need anyone else to cast doubt upon us. We are experts at doing it to ourselves.

But the Woman of a 1000 Faces — she who lives in me,
and she who lives in you — she is calling.

Universal in her energy, she invites you now to embark on the most important adventure of your life:

The journey of intimacy.
Into. Me. I. See.

What could be more exciting than unveiling yourself again?

Re-discovering.
Re-claiming.
Re-newing
all that you are — and all that you are becoming?

This… is the holy gift of Into Me I See.

So I invite you now…

Stop.
Yes, stop what you’re doing.
Be still.

Allow yourself to hear the call of your own inner being — your heroine.

Listen to her.
Listen for her.

When her voice emerges, pick up your pen.

Write.

Do not judge.
Do not edit.

Let it flow.
Let her speak through your fingers… through your hands… through your heart.

Write until you are done.

And then, when you are ready, read back what you’ve written.
You may well be surprised at who has revealed herself through simple words upon a page. 

Do so with love.
With reverence.
With gratitude.
For you, for her, for the begins of your unveiling… 

Because in that moment, you have begun your sacred return.

You have stepped onto the path of Into-Me-I-See.

And that… is where your true gentle power lives.

This… is the return to intimacy.

Not the kind that seeks to be touched, but the kind that remembers:

I am already whole.
I am already worthy.
I am already home.

Thank you for listening.

Love, Light and Abundant Blessings.