Hey MY LOVES! 💖

We are officially in the last week of August and well into Virgo season! ♍🔥 Happy Birthday to all the Virgos—the ones who bring order to chaos, precision to the mess, and power to the details.

I don’t know about you, but I can feel a shift in the air. Not just outside—where the heat has finally eased and the breeze feels different—but inside too. It’s that quiet reminder that one season is closing, and another is waiting to begin.

For me, there’s something about the end of August that stirs the soul. The air feels different, the days grow shorter, and endings can no longer be ignored. Maybe it’s the closing of summer, but I know this season invites us to pause—rest, reflect, and get brutally honest with ourselves about what we truly want moving forward.

🎒  To all the parents and students—whether you’re prepping for back-to-school or already knee-deep in it—I salute you.

I haven’t been in high school in over twenty years (and college almost as long), yet I still have back-to-school nightmares. The latest? Forgetting to take the ACT and realizing I didn’t have enough credits to graduate. Clearly, school trauma comes with a lifetime warranty. 😅

🌺  As many of my long-time readers know, it’s been a year since I returned from Bali. Last August marked a turning point—the moment I understood that letting go was the only way to welcome in something greater.

And yes, it hurt. Letting go always does. But beneath the ache, I knew: to rise higher, I had to clear the weight I carried. I had to release people, jobs, habits, and patterns that kept me small.

What emerged was a deep soul-cleansing—one that rooted me, centered me, and called me back to my integrity. Because only when we create space can life pour in what was meant for us all along.

A year later, I can say with truth in my heart—this is the happiest I have ever been. The growing pains, the uncertainty, even the guilt I once carried have softened into something greater. They’ve become strength, resilience, boundaries, and a steady center that grounds me.

The doubts that once crushed me, the fears that once kept me silent—I’ve turned them into fire. I alchemize every ounce of that pain into power, into boldness, into the unstoppable energy to OWN IT.

🍂 August, Endings, and the Ache of Goodbye

There are always seasons—seasons of change, of love, of growth, of hellos and goodbyes. Each of us carries our own rhythm, our own cycles that mirror those shifts. For me, August has always been the season of endings.

Maybe it’s because I’m a fall baby (Libra babe through and through), but August whispers closure. It reminds me to say, “thank you, it was beautiful… but it’s time to let go and move on.” (🎵 And yes, I hear Exposé’s Seasons Change as I write this).

The ending of August carries its own ache—the sting of goodbyes, the discomfort of change, the quiet grief of closing another book.  Yet, within that pain, there is beauty. Endings carve space for beginnings. They hold the invitation to step into what’s next.

🌌 The Truth About Endings

And let’s be real: endings hurt. They’re not tidy goodbyes. They can feel like rejection, loss, or like something was ripped from your hands before you were ready. We fight them because we crave control. We cling because we don’t want to lose what once gave us comfort.

But here’s the truth no one tells you: endings are not punishment. Endings are portals. They force you to stop, to shed, to release—so you can walk into something greater. What feels like loss is often the doorway to alignment, power, and the life you’ve been craving.

So, how do we make peace with the goodbyes?  You can start by acknowledging the following:

🌹 Name the Ending Honestly

Stop sugarcoating it. Stop pretending you’re fine. Say it out loud: “This is ending. I didn’t choose it, but it’s real.” Truth is the first crack in the wall of denial. And once the wall breaks, the light gets in. That’s when healing begins. That’s when you reclaim your power—because the moment you stop fighting the truth, you start creating space for what’s next.

🌹 Honor What Was

Even if it ended painfully, it mattered. That season shaped you. That person taught you. That dream carried you this far.

Honor it. Journal, light a candle, write a goodbye letter, plant a seed. Give your nervous system a ritual to mark the shift.

Because when you honor what was, you release it with grace instead of clinging with fear. You close that book with dignity, knowing it served its purpose. And in that honoring, you make space for what is to come—stronger, lighter, and more aligned with who you are becoming.

🌹 Let Grief Be Your Teacher

Grief is not a weakness. Grief is evidence that your heart was open. Feel it. Cry, rage, sit in silence. Peace doesn’t come by bypassing pain—it comes by walking through it.

Grief carves us out, hollowing spaces we didn’t know existed—but those spaces become room for deeper love, compassion, and wisdom. Let it strip away what no longer serves you. Let it reveal what truly matters. Because when you let grief be your teacher, you don’t just survive the ending—you emerge reshaped, renewed, and more fully alive.

🌹 Release the Illusion of Control

Some endings you didn’t see coming. Some you fought with everything in you to prevent. And yet, here you are. Repeat this to yourself: “It’s not mine to control anymore. But it is mine to transform.”

That’s the turning point—when you stop clinging and start creating. When you stop asking “Why me?” and start asking “What now?” Endings may not be your choice, but the rebirth is. The power lies in how you shape the ashes into something new, something truer, something that finally belongs to you.

🌹 Redefine the Ending

This isn’t the end of you—it’s the end of a book. Winter makes space for spring. What feels like collapse is often the soil being tilled for new roots.

Endings are not your undoing—they are your becoming. The slammed door wasn’t rejection—it was redirection. The silence, the unraveling—it’s not proof you failed. It’s proof you’re being prepared. Because every ending is also an opening, every goodbye is a seed, and every closure is the start of a more powerful beginning.

🌹 Carry Wisdom, Not Weight

Ask yourself: “What deserves to come with me? And what needs to stay buried here?” Don’t drag the ashes into your next season. Carry the fire.

Carry the lessons, the strength, the clarity that pain carved into you—but leave behind the heaviness, the guilt, the versions of you that no longer fit. Step forward lighter, brighter, sharper. Because wisdom is the flame that will guide you into what’s next.

🔥  Darlings, you don’t have to love the ending to make peace with it. Peace doesn’t mean erasing the pain. It means loosening its grip. It means walking forward unchained.

As August turns, life reminds us that nothing lasts forever. But remember this: endings are not the closing of your story—they are the sharpening of your edge.

So what do bold-ass women do? They step into what’s next. They rise. They reign.

The ending is only proof that you’re alive, evolving, and unstoppable. You were never meant to stay the same—you were meant to grow, to rise, to shed what no longer fits, and to claim what’s waiting for you.

Every ending isn’t the close of your story—it’s the declaration that a greater one is ready to be written.

So step forward with power. Ignite the page. OWN IT.

This is your rise. Your reign. Your moment. GET IT QUEENS! 🔥👑