Walking Between Worlds

What no one talks about when you’re no longer who you were—but not quite who you’re becoming.

There are days where everything feels… off. Not in a crisis way. Just slightly misaligned. Like you’re moving through a familiar world wearing someone else’s skin.

Yesterday was one of those days.

It started with a brush against my old world. A place, a face, a version of myself I hadn’t seen in a while. And it hit something I wasn’t expecting. Not because it was dramatic—because it was distant. It was like looking at an echo. Like realizing you no longer recognize the woman you once had to be.

That version of me?

She’s gone.

Not in theory. In truth.

Later, I stepped into a space where the energy felt thick. Heavy. A vibration I used to swim in daily, but now? It pressed against my skin like static. Not because anyone did anything wrong—just because I’ve shifted. And my system can’t compress the way it used to. It doesn’t want to.

I didn’t explode.

I didn’t cry.

But I ached.

In my head. In my body. In my field.

That ache wasn’t just tiredness. It was my system trying to compress into a version of me I no longer inhabit. And that’s when I realized:

This is the work no one talks about. The part between transformation and embodiment. The part where you’re walking between worlds.

The In-Between Is Real

When you first awaken to your truth—there’s a rush. A clarity. A sense of power and direction. But what no one warns you about is the passage that comes next…

The part where you still have to walk through the grocery store. Through your relationships. Through old patterns and conversations and physical places that no longer match your frequency.

It’s not just uncomfortable—it can feel almost violent. Like rubbing your spirit against sandpaper.

And it’s not because you’re broken.

It’s because you’re not willing to dim anymore.

What It Actually Feels Like

• The tightness in your chest when you’re in a room that feels energetically “off”

• The instant headache after being around someone who no longer matches your path

• The fatigue from navigating old roles you no longer consent to play

• The grief of being surrounded by people who haven’t shifted—when you’ve burned everything

It’s not weakness. It’s evolution.

The Truth I Came Back To

This morning, I didn’t journal it all out. I didn’t create a 10-step plan to feel better. I rinsed my face. Read a ritual aloud. Whispered to myself:

“I no longer absorb distortion just to feel safe. I do not mirror timelines I’ve outgrown. I walk forward without carrying the residue.”

And that was enough. Not to erase it. But to reclaim myself.

If You’re Between Worlds Too…

I want you to know:

You’re not lazy.

You’re not broken.

You’re not doing it wrong.

You’re just walking between identities. Between timelines. Between the woman you used to be and the one who’s still taking shape.

And that path? It’s sacred. It’s lonely sometimes. But it’s real. And you don’t have to rush through it to be worthy of being seen.

Here’s What Helps:

• Give yourself fewer roles to hold in one day. You are not required to be mother, partner, coach, oracle, and lightworker all at once.

• Let your rituals anchor you, not fix you. Even one sentence can return you to yourself.

• Stop looking for proof of your growth in others’ responses. You are the proof. Your body knows it.

• Don’t shrink to keep the peace. Presence is not performance. You don’t need to fit anymore.

This Is Leadership Now

The ones who walk between worlds? The ones holding presence in the in-between?

We are the new leaders.

Not because we have all the answers. But because we’re willing to walk lit even when the world doesn’t see the flame yet.

If you’re in the in-between too, I see you. You’re not alone.

You’re just remembering in real-time.