I BELIEVE WALKING THROUGH A DARK TUNNEL IS HEALING

Honestly, I'm walking forward through a dark tunnel I don't know if I'm making the right choices, but I see a light ahead?

In this episode, I share a reflective, diary-style story about navigating change, letting go of energy-draining relationships, and learning how to move through uncertainty without losing myself.

 Thank you for listening.
 Love and light ✨
 Flow Reveal Diary

Transcript

Welcome And Poem Setup

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Welcome to Flor Revealed Diary, where I share my written experiences on spirituality, healing, growth, and truth. My name is Stephanie, and I want to thank you for being in this space with me. So grab your tea, get comfortable, relax as I go into sharing my personal journey with you. So today's diary is gonna be like a poem style story. So before I get into it, I want to share to you that I am so grateful and love and light

Daily Routine And Tunnel Metaphor

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to you. Dear Diary, the morning has come again, and I do the same thing I do every day. Wake up, get the kids ready for school, call an Uber, or walk them to school. Life has been pretty repetitive. Whatever that word is, I wonder how long this transition in my life will continue. I feel like I'm walking through a dark tunnel, taking small steps to get to the other side. The tunnel has monsters that I've been fighting for a very long time. To name a few self-doubt, worry, fear, and impatience. I have my backpack on with a few items in it, like pictures of my kids, pencils, and paper to write my story, and my integrity. I'm holding on tight. The tunnel's scary because it's dark. I take a deep breath and hold the air in my lungs way too long. I start to experience heaviness in my chest. I can't see left or right, only the small light in front of me. Even though I'm scared, I can only imagine what's on the other side. I wonder waiting for me.

Dreams Beyond The Darkness

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My dream, modern house, baby mansion with lots of square footage, a pool in the backyard, lots of land, so my kids can run and play in the sand upstairs, downstairs, a kitchen in a wine room next door, an emotionally stable man who's six feet tall, with straight teeth, holding flowers, creative and handsome as hell. I guess that's my dream. A career that has finally taken off. I wondered to myself. I know the universe is working

Leaving The Gray House And Depression

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for me. My spirit guides are supporting me because I remember before I entered the tunnel, I lived in a place where the outside was always cloudy. Grey clouds never went away. I was so sad there. Everyday fights with my emotionally non-lover and family members that didn't value peace. So I decided to pack my stuff and head out the door and leave everything behind except a few items in my backpack. I decided to restart. I'm like the fool's card in the terror deck. Maybe I am a fool to want better for my life. I could stay in the house with the great clouds hovering over it every day. Weather affects depression, you know. Depression is real, almost suicidal. There was no vitamin D there. I had to escape. I had to say goodbye. Honestly, I didn't say goodbye. I

Cutting Ties With The Devil Figure

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said farewell because I'm going through something. I need to discover myself again. I spent so many years living in a small room with someone who was the devil in disguise who pretended everything was okay. But once I escaped, he showed his real ugly red face with horns on his head. I did see signs, but I was in my own way. I kept stepping on my own feet because I was too blind. I carelessly blindfolded myself just because I'm so sensitive. That's what happens when you're an empath. It's not my fault. Because now the only thing I can do is choose me and make better decisions. I wanted to walk in his shoes, but his shoes were too small. I needed to expand, so I took one more look outside that dusty house with the gray clouds hovering over it. And at the devil, who finally showed his real face, I said, whatever, I gotta go. This space ain't for me. Somewhere along the road, finding the tunnel was a problem because the devil kept calling my phone.

Walking On And Learning To Observe

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I would answer out of habit. He was trying to get me to walk in his small behind shoes again. I answered his calls knowing all he was doing was harvesting my energy so he could continue to feel empowered in my life. And I gave it to him every time. Once I found the tunnel, I decided to leave that old dirt bag alone. So when he calls now, he gets no emotional reaction, just a hang up and may God bless you, but also whatever to you. I'm gonna continue walking alone through this tunnel. It's taking me time, but I know I'll reach the other side eventually. That's how I feel. What I'm learning in the midst of this transition is to observe whatever arises in the tunnel. Things aren't good or bad. I don't judge the monsters because I'm just passing by. They can't hurt me if I don't feed into them. While I'm observing, I'll take a notepad out of my backpack and take notes on what I'm learning. Thank you for listening. Until next time, love and light to you. Flow Reveal Diary.