RAGE
I know the look.
I know the look.
Wide eyes, clenched jaw, fists tight. The feeling that if one more thing goes wrong, you’ll either scream or disappear.
I painted that look — not from imagination, but memory.
That was me.
Complete, honest, messy frustration.
The kind that builds when you’ve been holding it together for too long.
When no one sees how hard you’re trying.
When you’re keeping the whole show running but something inside you has quietly begun to collapse.
The kind of frustration that doesn’t even want to be soothed.
It wants to be seen.
Witnessed. Named. Let out.
And I couldn’t cry it out. I couldn’t scream it out. I painted it out.
This is the face that came through the canvas:
the face of my own undoing.
Not long after I painted that piece, I had a vision during meditation.
I was walking through a long, narrow white hallway.
Silent. Still. My hand was pressed over my heart. And I was repeating the words:
I AM.
Each time I stayed with that phrase —
each time I stayed with myself —
the hallway remained intact.
The walls held steady.
But the moment I drifted into old thoughts — fears, stories, other people’s voices —
the walls began to crumble.
Not with violence.
With neglect.
It was as if my own presence was the only thing holding the structure together.
And I realized: it is.
That hallway is my life.
My breath.
My power.
And when I leave myself — when I spiral, when I forget who I am — the collapse begins.
Frustration is the collapse.
The hallway is the healing.
And I want you to know this:
there is a way out.
There is a way to come back to yourself — gently, daily, fully — even in the middle of the mess.
That’s why I created the BREAKTHROUGH guide.
Not to give you answers.
But to give you a hallway.
One that helps you return to your body.
One that holds when your mind wants to flee.
One that shows you how to walk forward again — not all at once, but for real.
You’re not broken. You’re just not home yet.
Let’s change that.
👉 BREAKTHROUGH guide
Porch Talk happens tomorrow night, April 30. 7PM
Real conversation. No fluff.
If you want in, hit me up in a DM and I’ll save you a spot.