Anchored in Healing: Lessons from August

August has been a month of integration for me—where my personal healing and my professional mission began to braid together in a deeper way. It’s been about clarity, boundaries, health victories, and the courage to stand anchored in who I am becoming.

I want to share some of those lessons, not because I have them mastered, but because I believe in the power of walking this journey together.

Photo credit to my 7 yr old niece (Miss Zoey Lorraine)

Clarity in Communication

Words carry power. I’ve learned this more than ever in recent weeks. Whether I’m writing a business post, sending a personal text, or praying, I’ve noticed how even the smallest shifts in language can carry immense emotional weight.

I’ve realized that when I slow down—when I give myself time to process and reflect—I can articulate myself with both precision and care. It’s not just about when and where to use my voice, but also how. And that clarity has been transformational, both for my relationships and for myself.

Cycle Awareness & Health Wins

One of the deepest joys of this month has been celebrating my own body’s progress. After years of irregular cycles, I’ve now had six months of consistent, clockwork rhythms. No perimenopause symptoms. I’ve released 10 pounds. And—something I thought might never be possible again—I ran a mile after healing core and pelvic floor issues.

These victories are more than physical milestones; they are evidence. Evidence that the body can heal. Evidence that what I teach works. Evidence that women deserve to know the truth about their bodies.

Cycle awareness isn’t just information—it’s empowerment. When a woman understands the body she lives in, she steps into a whole new level of freedom. And I’m committed to helping more women experience that.

Boundaries & Self-Respect

Another theme for August has been boundaries. Learning to walk away from inconsistency, betrayal, or dishonesty. Learning when words will bring healing and when they will change nothing.

This hasn’t been easy. It has hurt. But protecting my nervous system has become non-negotiable. Healing requires not only identifying our triggers but also realizing how our pain intersects with the wounds of others. That complexity can quickly throw things off course if we aren’t anchored.

Boundaries, then, are not walls. They are a declaration of worth. They create space where healing can happen—for us and for others. Choosing peace, even when it costs us comfort, is one of the most radical acts of self-respect.

Encouragement & Presence

As a coach, encouragement feels like second nature. But in personal relationships, it often comes with higher stakes and heavier emotions. This month, I’ve been learning the power of presence—the kind that doesn’t demand words.

Sometimes it looks like sitting quietly with a grieving friend. Sometimes it’s listening to my teenager without judgment or opinion. Other times it’s asking thoughtful questions that open up understanding instead of shutting it down.

I’m realizing that “being there” isn’t always about what I say. More often, it’s about creating a safe, quiet space for others to simply be.

Turning Pain into Purpose

This is the hardest lesson: vulnerability. For so long, I’ve equated vulnerability with weakness because of how deeply I’ve been hurt in those moments. But God is showing me that when shared with wisdom, vulnerability can actually be a tool for connection.

I’m learning to trust myself again. To trust others slowly. And to trust that my story, even in its tender places, has the power to encourage another woman on her own path. Pain, when offered with purpose, becomes light for someone else’s darkness.

(And let’s be honest—perimenopause is helping here too, because my “give a damn” has officially busted.)

Anchored in Identity

All of these lessons tie back to my word for the year: anchored.

This month, I’ve been reminded over and over again of my strength. Of what I deserve. Of how to ask for it. And of staying rooted in truth even when emotions swirl and try to spin me off center.

But here’s the thing: I don’t have to hold myself steady. I can lean into the truth that God is in control of the spin. He’s the anchor that never moves, and He’s got me—even in the storm.

The Integration

August has been about weaving it all together—healing in my body, clarity in my words, strength in my boundaries, and courage in my vulnerability. It’s been about embodying the message I want to share with women everywhere:

You can heal.

You can stand strong.

You can live anchored.

And together, we can change the story for the next generation.

The said niece from the photo credit above.

My little Leo loves that Aunt Kristy isn’t afraid to swing as high as she can! We get to bond over the swinging while we also regulate our big emotions! #winning