The strength you forgot you had

Resilience is in our souls.

It’s in our spirit. In our stories. We come from a long line of ancestors who carried on through joy and pain. Who found moments of light inside long seasons of challenge.

Who found a way through, so the next generation could too.

Still, especially recently, there are days when staying hopeful feels like a stretch.

Lately, when I start to question my own strength, I turn to nature. There are lessons of resilience all around me if I just remember to look.

Here’s what I’ve noticed:

🌻 A sunflower, clipped too early, still finds the will to bloom in water.

🌕 The full moon continues to shine in the bright morning sky.

🦋 Butterflies soar in the late summer breeze after a month of cocooned transformation.

Nature doesn’t try to be resilient. It just is.

And so are we.

Nature doesn’t second-guess itself. It trusts the cycle. The inner knowing. The process.

And so can we.

Nature’s inherent display of conviction reminds us that resilience doesn’t always look like pushing through. Sometimes it looks like softening. Trusting our timeline. Blooming anyway.

And that confidence isn’t something we manufacture. It’s something we remember. It lives in us like it lives in nature. The innate instinct to stretch toward the light.

If things feel messy or uncertain right now, know that you already carry what you need.

You don’t have to force it. You just have to find it.

Try this practice this week: Step outside and notice what catches your attention. Pause to ask yourself:

• What am I being shown?

• What am I being asked to trust?

• What is nature reflecting back to me that my soul already knows is true?

You can write it down or keep it close. Either way, it’ll be there when you need it.