How She with Wings Was Born
The Unraveling
She with Wings was born in a season of slow, sacred unraveling. Not the tidy kind. The kind that cracks you open. The kind where you're lying on the floor wondering how everything got so heavy.
I was exhausted. Burnt out. Trying to keep all the pieces from falling apart while losing myself in the process. I had spent years performing, pleasing, and pretending. I forgot what it felt like to simply be.
So I started walking more. Writing more. Praying differently.
I let myself notice the quiet things again — like how a simmer pot can shift the whole energy of a space, or how certain songs feel like they were written just for you.
I started talking to God in the car. Crying in the car. Letting the ache speak. And little by little… I started coming back to life.
The Quiet Return
During that in-between season — somewhere between heartbreak and healing — I found myself scribbling down ideas for journals, prompts, emails I’d want to read, and routines I wished someone would just hand to me. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was sketching the blueprint for She with Wings. Around that same time, someone encouraged me to explore a concept called Ikigai — a Japanese word that means “a reason for being.” It’s where what you love, what you’re good at, what the world needs, and what you can be paid for all meet in the middle. That simple framework helped me see things clearly: the way my experiences, passions, and pain weren’t random — they were pointing me toward something I was meant to build. I hope it helps you reflect too.
The Spark
One of the most unexpected gifts of that season was the arrival of a dragonfly.
It landed on me — and didn’t leave. I brushed it away, but they kept showing up. In conversations. On porches. In prayers. Around big decisions or shifts in my life.
I looked up what dragonflies symbolized:
Transformation, change, adaptability, and new beginnings.
What a perfect metaphor for a new chapter in my life.
The Dragonfly
The day I was being formally observed — superintendent and all — I opened the lesson plan I had prepared a week in advance... and there it was: the life cycle of a dragonfly.
I almost laughed. Out of all the days, all the stories — this one?
In that moment, every anxious thought dissolved.
I knew I’d be okay.
I knew I was seen.
It felt like God whispering, “I got you, little one.”
Not everything needs to be loud to be divine. Sometimes the most powerful confirmations come quiet and unmistakable — just like wings.
The Confirmation
Why She with Wings Exists
I created She with Wings for the woman in the middle. The woman rising quietly.
The woman doing the hard work of healing — not for show, not for applause — but because she knows there has to be more than survival.
This isn’t about perfection. Or performance. Or curated routines you saw on TikTok that only make you feel like you’re still not doing enough.
This is about truth. About grace.
About creating sacred space — online and offline — to become the version of you that feels the most you.
You’ll find journals here. Prompts. Blog posts with scripture, sarcasm, and stories that might sound a little like your own.
You’ll also find a lot of honesty — the kind that doesn’t try to sell you a perfect life, but encourages you to live yours more fully.
Because I tried displaying a perfect life for years — and for what?
The best piece of advice my mom gave me (that her dad gave her):
You have nothing to prove to anyone but God.
Whether you’re here for five minutes or five years…
I hope you find something that reminds you of who you are.
I hope you feel seen.
And I hope you remember:
The dragonfly doesn’t land by accident.
You are not behind. You are not too late.
You’re just learning to fly.
