“I Am a Woman Who…” Claiming Identity After a Shift

I Am a Woman Who…

There’s a sentence that I’ve been using lately that feels simple, yet holds so much inside it.

I am a woman who…

I came to this from a place of not having it all figured out.

When things felt unclear.

Like I had shifted but hadn’t fully landed yet.

I couldn’t see the full version of myself.

Who I was in this new identity.

You know that space.

Where you can feel you’re no longer who you were, and you can’t quite name who you are becoming either.

That’s where this began for me.

Just sitting with myself and letting the words come.

Not perfectly.

Not completely.

Just honestly.

I am a woman who is learning to trust herself again.

And something softened when I said that.

Not because it solved everything.

But because it felt true.

The Many Versions of Me

I’ve been through many identity shifts before.

After solar returns, divorces (yes, two), empty nesting, spiritual uplevels, living outside the country, and career shifts.

A nervous system breakdown and a couple of surgeries brought this one forward.

They led me to realize just how much fear was running my life.

Not acceptable.

Not true.

Not aligned.

It didn’t allow me to cross a very outdated threshold.

One that was keeping an older version of me safe, but no longer working for who I am now.

Witnessing Myself While Becoming

Now I’m moving through this latest shift with more of an observer perspective, while also experiencing it.

I’m watching.

Noticing the phases.

The patterns.

The shifts.

I’m also documenting it.

The phases and feelings.

The tools that have supported me.

What’s helping me move through.

What’s grounding me into this new identity.

This is becoming part of the work.

Small Truths Build the Foundation

I’ve started to notice that this isn’t about defining myself all at once.

It’s about choosing small truths.

And letting them build on each other.

• I am a woman who listens and trusts when something feels off.

• I am a woman who no longer ignores what drains me.

• I am a woman who no longer tolerates disrespect in my environment.

• I am a woman who walks every day, and also listens when I need to take a day off.

• I am a woman who takes a rest break when my body calls for it, and no longer pushes through or feels guilty about resting.

• I am a woman who takes a stand for inclusivity, human rights, truth being revealed, and accountability.

• I am a woman who is more forgiving, because I now have the wisdom to see differently.

• I am a woman who loves deeply and doesn’t need a man to validate me. And if a great one comes into my life, I’m open to that too.

• I am a woman who is courageous and takes courageous action.

• I am a woman who values authentic, true friendships more than ever.

• I am a woman who holds herself accountable for her own healing.

• I am a woman who has gifts and a purpose that she is sharing on a larger scale, even when fear shows up.

Some of these feel solid.

Some still feel new.

Some are elevated from before.

Some are still in progress.

But I say them anyway.

Because something in me recognizes them.

Even when I’m still growing into them.

What No Longer Fits

There are also things that don’t fit anymore.

And that part has been just as real.

The things I used to tolerate.

The ways I used to overextend.

The places where I stayed longer than I should have.

I can feel my boundaries now.

Clearer.

Quieter.

Stronger.

Not harsh.

Just honest.

I am a woman who protects her energy.

And that alone has shifted so much.

The Clearing

And then there’s the clearing.

The part that doesn’t always get talked about.

The letting go.

The unfinished purging.

The spaces that still feel in between.

It’s not always comfortable.

Let me rephrase that.

It’s mostly not comfortable, especially in the beginning.

There have been days where I thought I was losing my mind.

I am… sort of. At least the old one 😜

And days where my skin was crawling.

Like I was shedding it.

Like a reptile.

Or molting, like the crab I am.

But it feels necessary.

I’m making room for something that isn’t fully formed yet.

I am a woman who is creating space for what’s meant for her.

Claiming It

It feels powerful to say these words out loud.

Not just in my head.

Spoken.

Written.

Claimed.

It feels like a conversation with myself.

The greater part of me.

The claiming of who I am choosing to be.

Right here.

Right now.

Until it becomes integrated.

No longer something I think about.

Just a part of me.

Journal Prompt

What feels true for me right now beginning with: I am a woman who…

You don’t need the full vision.

You just need a place to begin.

A sentence.

A truth.

A willingness to meet yourself where you are.

And speak from there.

I am a woman who is becoming.

That’s enough.

A Gentle Invitation

And if you find yourself in this space too, in between what was and what’s still unfolding, you don’t have to navigate it alone.

Inside the Soul Alignment Journey, we explore this with intention.

Allowing each layer to unfold, and lead into the next.

Bringing you back to your truth.

Your voice.

Your way of being.

If this resonates, become a woman who steps into her next chapter and identity with the support she deserves.

So she doesn’t have to figure it out on her own anymore.

Doors open in April.

Read more about it here: Soul Alignment Journey.