At some point, healing stops being a project and becomes a new kind of sacred relationship with yourself.
a special thank you,
If you’ve ever purchased a Self Honeymoon journal, downloaded a workbook, attended one of my workshops, or even just thought “I needed this” after a long night—thank you. You were with me in the middle of my own becoming. You saw me when I was still figuring out how to balance my intellect with my tenderness, my ambition with my inner child, my discipline with my desire to feel safe in my own body again.
Self Honeymoon was the season where I learned the difference between fixing and loving, between coping and healing, between surviving and returning. And you let me walk that path with you. And although the journals are retired, the love is not. A lot of people think that Self Honeymoon was my beginning, but truthfully, it was a midpoint.
You can read more about that here.
This brand, like each other one, started as a way to express myself,
and to do what I do best —
organize the lessons and structure it as a repeatable system for others to follow.
I only cared about it reaching whoever it needed it,
and then closing this chapter until it finds me again.
I’ve been creating journals since I was 15 years old, and I never thought
“Let me create something beautiful and transformative.”
I was always just trying to understand who I was
after life cracked me open in a way that made the old versions of me
impossible to go back to.
Somewhere in that process,
I began writing things down.
Because writing was the first way that I discovered
hearing myself without interrupting.
Those pages turned into journals.
Those journals turned into coaching frameworks.
Those frameworks turned into thousands of women.
Those women turned into a community
that reminded me that I wasn’t the only one
trying to reconnect with the parts of myself I had slowly abandoned
without even noticing.
Thank you all,
O’Shea
Don’t be shy
If these journals helped you in any way, I would love to hear more about it. Whether it is stored somewhere unopened, half finished, or by your bedside every single night, I honestly want to hear your story. Too many people blame themselves for not following through, and this is no place for that. I want honesty.
P.S. I have some wonderful things planned for Self Honeymoon (retreats, hotel partnerships, the gala, etc.)—really really fun stuff, but it has to wait until the time is right. I can’t afford to be distracted lol