A Lesson in Worthiness and Divine Alignment

I’ve been sitting with this question of worth.

How many of us are doubting our magic—not because it isn’t real, but because we keep putting ourselves in places that were never designed to recognize it?

We go into spaces where our frequency isn’t reflected, and then we judge ourselves when we don’t feel seen.

And I’m starting to ask: Are we doubting our magic, or just forcing it into places that were never attuned to it in the first place?

This past weekend at the Makers Market made that painfully clear.

The ones who stopped and talked with me?

They were ready.

They were questioning the system, wanting to reconnect with their bodies, feeling the pull toward a different way of being. The conversations were powerful, confirming everything I’ve learned, everything I’m teaching.

But they were a small percentage of the literal hundreds of people who walked past without even slowing down.

And I’ve seen this before: people message me saying they want help, that they’re ready for the medicine, ready to conceive, ready to change… until the medicine begins to touch something real.

And then they pull back.

I could feel that old voice waiting for me—the one that wants to take rejection and make it mean something about my worth.

I could feel the spiral trying to open. And in that moment, I said it, “I do not consent.”

I am done playing small.

Done making myself wrong.

Done trying to prove my magic in spaces that haven’t done the work to meet it.

After a long first day with almost no sales, I raged at Spirit in my car on the way home.

I was very clear:

“If this truth needs to reach people, if I am meant to be in public spaces sharing this medicine—then I need to be provided for. The sales need to show up. I need to feel it land.”

The response came instantly, and I laughed out loud:

“You are provided for. Joe provides everything you need.”

And yes, that’s true. Starting this business without survival panic has been a gift. Joe has held steady ground so I could build slowly, in my rhythm.

But I told Spirit something else:

“Then listen clearly. I need this business to begin sustaining itself. I will not keep paying to show up in spaces that don’t see me. If this is my work, then meet me in it.”

And in case you’re curious…

Spirit met me.

The second day, everything I asked for arrived.

But more importantly, I got the lesson:

Go where the people are already ready to receive you. Don’t bleed yourself out trying to convert the unwilling.

I found a local holistic fair.

I applied.

The event curator reached out almost immediately and I will be there selling my teas and oils on November 8-9.

I’m a mom, a wife, a sensitive nervous system, a keeper of plant medicine...

I cannot scatter myself to every event just to “get seen.”

My body requires selectivity. My magic requires resonance.

So I will go to a few events each year to have the conversations, to be the spark.. but I will only be going where my magic will be seen.

And that’s when I remembered a message I heard recently that landed like a bell in my chest:

“Your instinct speaks in statements. Your anxiety speaks in questions.”

Read that again.

When truth speaks, it does not ask.

It says: Go here. Do this. You know.

Anxiety says: “But what if? Are you sure? What if no one comes?”

So here’s what I want to leave you with:

Stop waiting for permission. Go where your magic will be met.

Speak to Spirit like a partner, not a superior. Name what you need. Expect to be met.

And if your anxiety gets too loud to hear your own knowing;

that’s exactly why I created I Am Worthy.

Solar plexus medicine to help you reclaim that inner voice that speaks in statements, not doubts.

Because you are not here to beg for your place.

You are here to take it.