This is a story about the most magical seed that ever existed.
A fire-activated seed.
Yeah, love. That’s a real thing.
Did you know these exist? There are trees, especially in fire-prone places like California, Australia, and the Mediterranean, that drop seeds into the soil—and those seeds just wait.
For years.
Sometimes decades.
Dormant. Silent. Still.
Until fire comes.
The flames sweep in and decimate every living thing. And something sacred happens.
The heat of the fire cracks the shell of this seed.
The ash feeds the soil.
And the once dormant seed awakens.
These are the seeds that birth new life from destruction. They bloom only after the old has burned down.
That’s us, Love.
That’s us.
The Fire Was Never the End
It was your rite of passage.
When I first learned about these fire-born seeds, all I could think was—holy hell.
I’ve lived that. Watched my life fall apart. The unraveling of everything I built to feel safe. The version of me that held it all together—incinerated.
I’ve sat in the ash, wondering what the hell was left. Not realizing something deeper was being born in me—
through me.
A Journey Through Awakening
If you’ve felt like you’re waking up in layers, you’re not imagining it.
This path is cellular. A shedding of everything you thought you were.
Spiritual teacher Michael Beckwith describes awakening as four stages:
Life happens to you — survival, chaos, reaction, victim consciousness
Life happens by you — pulling back your power and rewiring beliefs
Life happens through you — surrender of the old and alignment with the true
Life happens as you — embodiment and creating from wholeness
Most of us are born into the first stage where we learn to brace. React to life. Control our outer world to feel safe. We move through life in survival mode.
Many people stay in stage one their whole lives, unaware that they’re living in victim consciousness.
They walk through life playing small, trying to avoid pain, gain outer approval so they feel worthy. Thinking the answer to happiness is somewhere out there.
Until the fire comes and strips their security.
And that breaking point becomes the turning point—for the ones who are willing to cross the threshold and make the messy journey home.
It ain’t no cake walk.
But the awakening journey is the path to the life we truly desire.
To the one we deserve.
The Fire
This is where it begins.
Your marriage collapses. Your career disintegrates. You lose someone that shouldn’t have left. Your certainty burns to the ground. You wake up to the unraveling of lies you were sold as truth.
And something in your gut whispers your greatest fear.
“This the end.”
It has to be. Everything you built, believed, and became—is gone. Your worst fears have been realized.
This is when the fire burns your masks and any foundation that offered you an ounce of safety
The flame doesn’t knock. It storms through the damn door at 2AM and tears through your illusions. It scorches everything that was false, fragile, and performative.
You lose the roles, the coping mechanisms, and survival strategies—anything but the clothes on your back.
Dr. Joe Dispenza says that by 35, we’re mostly running on old programs. Beliefs, thoughts, emotions, habits — stored like code in our subconscious. Scripts conditioned into us before the age of seven.
Like rollercoaster your brain doesn’t know how to stop.
Until the fire interrupts that loop. Then your identity unravels. You question everything. And for the first time, you hear your own voice.
You feel raw.
Stripped.
Like you’ve been skinned alive by truth. The life you built is a language you no longer speak.
This is the identity collapse.
It’s overwhelming and also — it’s the beginning.
The Ash
You’re hollowed out.
You stare out the window, blank. The armor you hid behind is finally cracking.
Nothing fits anymore—Not your titles, your friendships, or beliefs that once gave you comfort.
You’re covered in the soot of what you tried to save. You start feeling anger, grief, and emptiness. And it hurts, because you’ve been repressing and perfecting these roles for years.
You live between worlds.
Too awake to return to the old lies.
Too tender for the unknown future.
There are days you catch a glimpse of the woman beneath the performance.
She’s fragile. But she’s fucking real. She’s in there. She’s always been in there waiting for you to meet her.
This is that little girl meeting her higher self.
The Awakening
You open your eyes and everything looks different.
“The journey of transformation is not about finding new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” — Gary Zukav
Something shifts.
You stop outsourcing your truth—hell, you start figuring out, maybe for the first time, what YOUR truth even is.
You speak what’s real, even when you can barely choke it out. Even when it pisses everyone off and you look like a weirdo. You refuse to live in silence or someone else’s box—ever again.
You whisper to the mirror: “We’re not goin’ back, baby.”
This is when life starts happening on your terms. You’re becoming the protagonist of your own bestseller.
You start reclaiming your power, moment by moment:
By the way you walk your brave ass out of rooms that don’t respect you.
You no longer tolerate shitty treatment peddled as “love”.
You refuse to ask permission to want what you want and practice saying “I deserve”, until the guilt of desire is GONE.
These moments seem small.
But each one calls your power back.
Your soul is returning to you one puzzle piece at a time.
You stop spending your energy on the highest bidder and discover the joy of investing it in what actually matters—to you.
You catch the old voice telling you to shrink but you call that junk right out cause you see it for what it is:
Old scripts messing with your head. Survival instincts trying to keep you safe from the unfamiliar.
You look around and start to see how everyone is running the same automatic programs. Following the rules assigned to them.
You begin to feel gratitude for your awakening. You’re seeing things others haven’t awakened to yet.
And like Dr. Joe Dispenza says,
“Gratitude is the ultimate state of receivership.”
Bruce Lipton teaches that beliefs shape biology at a cellular level. And your body, love, she listens.
As you lean into a new frequency of gratitude, rewire your beliefs, and recalibrate your nervous system, you form a new baseline of being.
Sure, the fear still rises.
But now, you dance with it rather than run from it.
You don’t flinch. You allow yourself to feel it all. You meet that little girl who never had chance to feel what she needed when she needed to.
And then you say:
I am safe.
I am worthy.
I choose me again.
The seed cracks open and the roots go deep.
The Becoming
This is the part where you start living from a new default.
You’re leaving victim consciousness behind and becoming the radical creator of your new reality.
You fiercely protect your inner world cause you understand that your personality creates your personal reality.
You practice releasing guilt, shame, and fear and start aligning with the frequency of love and gratitude—
higher levels of consciousness that lead to higher vibrational frequencies, leading you to a liberated, joy filled life.
Your intuition gets louder and the outer world loses its grip on you.
Your energy shifts rooms and you stand strong in your frame.
Others are drawn to your peace and magnetized to the life pouring out of you.
Your voice carries truth, your soul knows its calling, and you learn to lead—with your medicine, your truth, and a new kind of power.
You create a life you’re unapologetically obsessed with instead of proving yourself to people who never knew how to love you.
You design your days around your body and take up space like you belong.
Cause you do.
You create from desire over duty and stop apologizing for your worth.
This is your return to your true self—the one trauma buried.
The one the world told tried to shut up.
Napoleon Hill called this the awakening of the “Other Self.”
The you that emerges after crisis.
She’s showing up now, in all her glory.
This is where things get real good.
Where you rise into your full worth and you boldly declare,
“I deserve”.
And you realize how unlimited you always were.
Step into it, Love.
With love and moxie,
Katie
If your soul stirred when you read this:
I’m building something that rose out of my own wreckage.
DESERVING:
A self-led journey for the woman who’s been:
– Saying yes when her body screams no
– Swallowing her truth to keep the peace
– Pouring into everyone else while her own well runs dry
– Carrying guilt for wanting more
You’ve done the survival, the shrinking, and the shape-shifting.
Deserving is where we burn all that.
This is your activation into a new identity:
You’ll rewrite the inner beliefs that kept you performing for love
Reclaim your voice, your body, and your energetic boundaries
Stop betraying yourself to belong
Learn how to hold your desires as sacred and act from your enoughness
Anchor into the woman who receives without guilt, asks without apology, and chooses herself without flinching
This isn’t hand-holding. I write and build for the ones who know they’re meant to own their deservingness.
If that’s the frequency you’re stepping into, DM me for details.
Wow!
No other word fits this! Just WOW!
Wakes you up like cold water on a sleepy face.
Shakes you and reminds you of the deep forgotten truth, in those moments when Fear and Becoming small starts to encroach on the consciousness.
The blood-curling cry of a warrior who has seen countless deaths of her own self, and is now gathering another round of energy to have another go at yet another victimizing version of her own self, waiting to be annihilated.
Truly a Fire. Truly the burn needed, like a forest fire meant to merely clean those old growths and allow the new to sprout and emerge.
Hats off!
Thank you!
Immense Gratitude 💕
I needed every single word of yours today, thank you. ✨