Where Healing Began

There comes a point in parenting when love has to change shape. You’ve prayed. You’ve warned. You’ve rescued. You’ve sacrificed. You’ve put your own life on hold trying to keep your child from hurting, falling, or making the same mistake again. But what happens when helping starts keeping them from meeting their own life? This episode is for the parents who made mistakes—and the ones who did every...

Sometimes you don’t realize what life was teaching you until years later. From theology to graduation, this part of the story is about the lessons that didn’t come neatly packaged—the ones learned through experience, consequences, growth, and finally seeing things differently. Some lessons came from what I was taught. Others came from what I survived. And some of the biggest lessons didn’t make se...

What do you do with the things you wish you could go back and change? We all have moments we replay differently in our heads—things we said, choices we made, doors we walked through, and warnings we ignored. But regret can either become a prison or a teacher. In this episode of Where Healing Began, we’re talking about the weight of “if only,” the temptation to keep punishing ourselves for what we...

🍃🎙️💜 What are you still waiting for them to admit? Sometimes we're not waiting for an apology. We're waiting for a confession—proof that we weren't crazy, that it really happened, and that it really hurt. But what if they never give it to you? At some point, you have to take your name off their waiting list. You don't need their confession to begin your resurrection.  Where Heali...

🎙️💜🍃 What if the parts of your story you've been trying to hide aren't garbage anymore? What if they're bones? In Can These Dry Bones Live? I take a hard look at what happens when the things we survived become the very things we're ashamed for other people to know. Drugs. Prison. Trauma. Bad choices. Midnight seasons. The pieces of our lives we'd rather tie up in a bag and qu...

Coming home was supposed to mean I was free. But nobody told me I would come home to people praying for the new me… while some were still preying on the old one. Some welcomed the woman I had become. Some needed me to stay broken because that was the only version of me they knew how to handle. Then there were the faces. People I had hurt. People I had wronged. People I had used. People I had loved...

💜🍃🎙️ I went to prison. But this story isn't just about mine. Because some prisons don't have bars. Some look like relationships you can't seem to leave. Some look like needing everybody's approval. Some look like being strong because you don't know how to fall apart. Some look like shame. Fear. Guilt. Addiction. People-pleasing. A past you escaped physically... but still live...

🎙️🌿🦷 We found the pain. We followed it to the source. We got to the root. Now comes the part nobody really wants to talk about: What if it has to come out? In Part 2 of The Toothache , we move from awareness to extraction—and discover that knowing what's hurting us isn't the same as being willing to release it. Because sometimes we're attached to the very thing we're asking God t...

🎙️🌿🦷 A tooth starts hurting. At first, you ignore it. Then you adjust. You stop chewing on that side. You avoid certain foods. You take something for the pain. And eventually, you've rearranged your life around one hurting place. What if we've done the same thing emotionally? What if some of what we've called healing was really just learning which side to chew on? In Part 1 of The To...

🎙️🌿💜 What happens when you stop waiting for permission to live? Not applause. Not approval. Not a cheering section. Not even certainty. Just purpose. For a long time, simply making it through was enough. But there comes a point when being still here isn't the whole testimony. You have to decide what you're going to do with the life that remained. In this episode of Where Healing Began ,...

Some tears fall. Mine learned to wait. They waited behind smiles. Behind laughter. Behind I'm fine. Behind the woman who had learned that letting people see her hurt felt too much like handing them the weapon. So I held them. Not because there was nothing to cry about. Because there was too much. Somewhere along the way, holding back tears stopped being something I did and became someone I kne...

There are seasons that don't just hurt you. They burn things down. Plans. Relationships. Identity. Even the version of yourself you thought you would become. And when the fire is over, sometimes all you can see is what's left behind. Ashes. I thought the ashes were proof that something had ended. I didn't realize something was buried underneath them. Something alive. Something waiting....

🌿🎙️💜Prison changed my address, but it didn't change the road I had been walking long before I arrived. In Part 2, I take you deeper into what happened after the prison gates closed behind me. It wasn't just about serving time... It was about facing the woman I had become to survive. The guilt. The shame. The regret. The voices from my past. And the long road God was asking me to walk......

🌿Before we continue down the road to Prison: Part 2, we need to stop for a moment. Usually, I would say, “Let’s take a walk. "But not today. Today, we’re going to sit with her. The woman who never got the chance to become. There is a grief we don’t talk about very often—the grief of realizing that while the years were passing, survival was living parts of our lives for us. What happens when...

The gates closed behind me, and a new chapter of my life began. This wasn't just my first day in prison—it was the beginning of serving sixteen years and facing a journey no one else could walk for me. For the first time in my life, there was  nowhere left to run . No distractions. No escaping the choices I had made or the pain I had carried for so long. It was just me, my past, and the long road...

For years, Survival has been misunderstood. Blamed for the distance. Blamed for the vigilance. Blamed for becoming whoever she needed to become. But what if we've only heard one side of the story? In this special episode of *Where Healing Began*, Survival is given a microphone for the very first time. She tells her own testimony—not as a victim, but as a faithful guardian who stood watch over...

🌿As a little girl, I believed in fairy tales. I dreamed of love, a family, a little house with a white picket fence, and happily ever after. But trauma has a way of rewriting the stories we tell ourselves. In this episode, I share how childhood wounds shaped what I believed love was—and how healing began when I stopped chasing a fairy tale that was never mine to live. Every little girl deserves a...

I thought I was trying to get away from the little girl, The truth was, I was trying to get away from what happened to her. That realization changed the way I saw my past...And maybe it will change the way you see yours. In this episode, I share how compassion began replacing shame and why the little girl I once wanted to hide became the reminder that healing doesn't replace our story- it redeems...

Children don't process trauma the way adults do. When life keeps hurting them, they don't ask, "Why is this happening?" They ask, "What did I do wrong?" By the time I was diagnosed with leukemia, I had already survived years of sexual abuse and physical beatings. Somewhere along the way, I came to believe that everything bad happening to me was punishment. So when I hea...

Survival isn't just something you go through, sometimes it becomes the way you live. In this episode, I share how childhood trauma shaped the way I saw pain, relationships, and myself. I talk about what survival taught me, the hidden cost of simply making it through, and why healing begins when we finally tell the truth about our story. If you've ever wondered why it's so hard to let your guard do...

When this podcast began, we started out on milk. We were all new to "THIS" Journey. We talked about survival. We talked about healing. We talked about making it through. But healing has a way of making us go deeper. Today, you will be introduced to a little girl. A little girl who was once happy, joyous and free. A little girl who believed the world was full of possibilities and that she had a pla...

⚡🌳🌹 As a child, there was one tree in the orchard I never forgot. It had been struck by lightning. Damaged, yet still standing among the other trees. For years I wondered why I was drawn to that tree and what it was trying to teach me. In this episode of Where Healing Began, I reflect on scars, identity, survival, and the realization that what happens to us may change our appearance, but it doe...

In this episode of Where Healing Began, I take you back to a pecan orchard from my childhood-a place that became much more than a field of trees. It was a place of imagination, peace, and safety. As a little girl, I would step through the gate and become Cinderella. The trees stood at attention, the leaves seemed to applaud, and for a few precious hours, I felt completely safe. Join me as I reflec...

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