Ett liv i balans

This dance with the inner child is so profound. The mirror is not just glass, it’s a sacred portal. A place where you can truly meet yourself. If you have the courage to stand before it, to truly look, not at your appearance but into your eyes, the mirror will begin to reveal what lies beneath all the masks — your true self. Most people never dare to meet their own gaze for long. Because when you do, everything you’ve been hiding from comes to the surface. The pain, the judgment, the shame, the stories you’ve told yourself for years. I know this because I’ve been there. I’ve done mirror work and it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. In the beginning, it felt uncomfortable, almost unbearable. My mind filled with resistance and cruel thoughts. I wanted to look away. But I stayed. And something happened when I stopped fighting it. When I softened. When I breathed through the discomfort. Slowly, the storm quieted. And beneath all the layers of judgment and fear, I began to see her — the little girl inside me. My inner child. She was waiting for me all along to notice her, to love her, to tell her she was safe now. That she didn’t have to hide anymore. From that moment, something began to shift. I started to build a relationship with her. To listen to her, to nurture her, to bring her back into my life — not as a forgotten part of me, but as a living, breathing piece of my wholeness. So when I see this video of a man dancing with his “reflection,” I see something sacred, a dance between the self and the soul. Between the adult and the child within. Between who we became and who we truly are. Healing happens when we dare to look at ourselves with softness. When we stop fixing and start listening. When we begin to dance not away from our wounds, but with them. Because the mirror doesn’t just reflect your face. It reflects your truth. And once you’ve met that truth with love — there’s no going back. #selfhealers #healingtheinnerchild #shadowwork #mirrorwork #healingjourney #wholeness #remembrance

#messengers2025 17/28 #addiction #addictionrecovery #selfhealer

After the release comes the quiet The part where I just sit with myself no fixing, no analyzing, just being It’s about staying And it’s about being patient Staying with myself when everything feels tender and raw Until the storm becomes peace #messengers2025 16/28 #selfhealer

Maybe you saw in my stories that I had a workout session this morning. At the end I had a reaction some would call a breakdown. I call it a breakthrough. Never in a million years would I record myself like this. Or share it publicly. But I have made a commitment to #messengers2025 to share with authenticity and honesty. I’m honouring this commitment. If I want more honesty on social media it starts with my honesty. This is what the honest truth about sorrow and working yourself through it looks like. You have some moments where life goes on as usual. And some moments like this one. Thanks @thecoachmike for holding my space today 🙏🏽❣️ #messengers2025 15/28 #selfhealers #sorrow

Diwali is the festival of light. A time to honour illumination, renewal, and the return of brightness. I’m not afraid to feel more like the night than the flame. Quiet. Tired. Inward. Sitting with the parts of me that don’t yet shine. The darkness is where truth grows quietly. Where we face what we’ve been avoiding. Where our old selves dissolve, so something new can begin. Every Diwali begins in darkness. That’s what makes the first spark so sacred. So I’m not forcing joy or pretending to be radiant. I’m just trusting that even here, in this stillness, something is preparing to glow again. This, too, is light — the kind that grows slowly from within ✨💫🪔 #messengers2025 14/28 #diwali #darknessandlight

The more I tried to control life, the more exhausted I became. My body tightened. My breath shortened. My mind started running in circles, searching for safety in the known. But life doesn’t unfold through control it unfolds through trust. Healing has been teaching me that control is the opposite of trust. And the body can’t heal when it feels unsafe. It only heals when it feels held by us, by life, by something greater. Surrender used to sound like giving up to me and I resisted it with all I had. Now I see it as giving in into presence, into softness, into flow. The truth is, I don’t always know what’s next. I don’t always understand why things happen the way they do. But every time I loosen my grip, something bigger begins to guide me. So healing doesn’t happen by mastering my life It’s about letting life move through me. #messengers2025 13/28 #selfhealer #control #lettinggo