The Road I Took to Get Here: Why I Chose MySoulfulPath

I didn’t always know I would end up here...writing this, sharing my life, opening my soul on a website with my name in the margins and my truth in every corner. But in many ways, I’ve been walking toward this moment my whole life. I was born in a place where voices like mine were often quieted, where softness was mistaken for weakness and survival demanded silence. But even then, even in the hush of my earliest days, I carried stories. I tucked them into notebooks, whispered them in dreams, and wrote them in invisible ink across the pages of my life. I grew up learning to endure. To shape-shift. To be what others needed and forget what I needed myself. But there was always this whisper… there’s more. I come from hard places. I come from heart places. I come from pain, yes, but also power. And healing. And sacred, scarred beauty. And that’s what this space, MySoulfulPath is all about. It's not just a blog or a brand. It’s a homecoming. For me, and hopefully, for you too. Here, I’ll share daily reflections, poetry, and snapshots of my life, not the filtered kind, but the real kind: the cracked, the risen, the holy, the hilarious. I’ll offer stories that hurt and heal, truths that sting and soothe, and lessons I’ve learned the hard way so maybe you don’t have to. You’ll find pieces of my books here,, books I bled into, wept through, and wrote back to life. You’ll meet the many versions of me: the girl who got back up, the woman who fought to be seen, the heart that still believes in love, even after loss. Why did I create this? Because I know what it’s like to feel invisible. To be misunderstood. To ache for belonging. And I want to offer something different, a soft place to land. A brave space to rise. A community of courage, creativity, and becoming. MySoulfulPath is for the ones still finding their way. For the survivors, the seekers, the storytellers, the ones who feel too much and love too hard. It’s for anyone who’s ever wondered if they were too broken to bloom. (You’re not. Not even close.)I come from places where shame was handed down like heirlooms. Where being vulnerable felt like betrayal. Where dreams had expiration dates, and truth had to be swallowed whole. But I chose a different path, one lined with truth, paved with tears, and lit with little sparks of hope. This path, my soulful path, wasn’t built in a day. It was carved over years, through heartbreak and healing, through learning how to trust again… starting with myself. And maybe that’s why I share so openly now, because I remember the silence. I remember what it was like to scroll through perfect lives, feeling like mine would never measure up. I remember praying for someone, anyone, to be real with me. So now, I choose to be that someone for you. I want you to know that you are not alone, not in your fear, your doubt, your desire to start over. Not in your joy, your grief, your longing to be seen. You are not too much. You are not too far gone. You are not behind. You are becoming. This site will hold space for your questions and honor your process. Here, you can breathe. You can feel. You can remember that your story is sacred, even the messy parts. Especially the messy parts. So welcome, my friend. Whether you’re stumbling through the dark or dancing in the light, I’m glad you’re here. You made it. And that matters. Because this isn’t just my story anymore.
It’s ours. And together, we’re just getting started.

 Julia