Healing is not a one-time event. It is neither a retreat nor a single breakthrough prayer that stitches everything back together. True healing is daily surgery—quiet, intentional, and often unseen.
Each morning, I wake up to the scalpel of choice. Will I numb or feel? Will I hide or speak? Will I abandon myself or return to the wound with tenderness? This sanctuary we are building isn’t about perfection; it is about presence. It is about showing up to the operating table of our own lives, again and again, with trembling hands and holy courage.
I have learned that trauma doesn’t just live in memory. It lives in rhythm—in how we breathe, how we respond, how we protect. So healing must live in rhythm too: in how we pause, how we ask for help, how we let others hold the scalpel with us. That is why I created the Care Partner Program. Healing is relational. Sometimes the surgery requires witnesses—not to fix us, but to remind us we are worth tending to.
I remember the early days of Mending Stitches. I was bleeding through testimony, stitching my story with scripture and song. Now, through Ladymwatsi Healing Corner, I have learned that the wound is not the enemy. The wound is the doorway.
So we return—daily. To the wound. To the breath. To the scalpel. To the sanctuary. True healing is daily surgery. Every time you show up, you become both the surgeon and the sacred.