The Alchemy Of Sharing

I’ve seen posts from people who feel frustrated, maybe even triggered, by others who share content about healing. And I get it. It can feel like unsolicited advice, like someone’s trying to fix you when you didn’t ask for help. That can feel like criticism, especially if you’re not in a space where you’re ready or even thinking about doing inner work. In that case, yes, it can definitely hit a nerve.

But the thing is, most of the people sharing their healing journeys have been through the fire themselves. They’ve lived it. Healing isn’t a walk in the park, it’s deeply uncomfortable, because it often means unlearning everything we were taught about avoiding pain. It’s choosing to feel what we’ve been taught to suppress.

And part of the reason there's still so much quiet suffering in the world is that not enough people share their journeys openly. When you’re in pain and you don’t see anyone else talking about it, it’s easy to believe you’re alone. That your pain is uniquely yours. And because so many of us have been let down by others, disappointed, betrayed, ignored, we end up turning to the systems we’re told to trust. In my experience, that meant a quick diagnosis and a prescription after just two sessions. That was my story.

I’m not here to shame medication, in emergency situations, it can be necessary. But it’s not a long-term solution. And I struggle to believe that many therapists in those systems have truly walked through the deep darkness themselves. Or if they have, maybe they’re still in it, and have lost hope. That might be why it becomes easier to hand out pills than to hold space.

On the other hand, many of the people you see sharing online, healers, guides, space holders, carry their own scars. Many of us have been told we’re too much: feeling too much, needing too much, dreaming too much, sharing too much. So when we finally step forward and begin to offer our gifts, it’s no surprise we’re met with resistance. It’s a full circle moment — the snake biting its own tail. But that’s the alchemy of healing. That’s what it’s all about.

Because ultimately, it’s our wounds, our unique kinds of pain and the paths we’ve walked to move through them, that have the power to heal others. When we dare to share our stories, something magical happens: our pain becomes our purpose.

Only someone who has walked through their own darkness can truly hold space for someone else. Many of us do this work while still healing ourselves. We spend hours offering support, often unpaid, because the calling is too strong to ignore. The need in the world is too loud. And yes, it's a lot safer to choose a more conventional path, but for many of us, that’s no longer an option. We’ve chosen to live in alignment instead.

What we share is often free, posts, videos, meditations. My own first years of healing were shaped by free content online. Eventually, I invested in education and one-on-one guidance, and that’s when things shifted. But even then, the cost was nothing compared to what I was getting back: my life.

So if you’re in pain, or just starting to wake up to your own healing path, invest in yourself. Because you’re worth being lifted up, not dimmed down.

And to all those who’ve suffered, who’ve faced the darkness and come through to the other side, thank you for sharing your light. We need it.

There are so many healers out there, each with their own unique energy. That’s a gift. It means there’s someone out there you’ll resonate with. Someone you can trust. Because at the end of the day, true healing only happens when you feel seen, heard, and understood.

So thank you, to those who were annoyed, frustrated, even triggered. Your reactions made me pause. Reflect. And in that reflection, this post was born.

You helped me clarify why this matters so deeply to me, and why I keep showing up to share, even when it feels vulnerable.