Your "Moment of Awakening"

There was a morning when everything changed — not outside me, but within me.

For nearly ten years, I had been walking faithfully as a Christian. I prayed. I read. I trusted. I believed. And yet… I was still living with a quiet, relentless heaviness. Fear clung to me like a shadow that never quite left. Depression lingered in the background of even my brightest days.

I loved God — but I had not yet embodied God as love.

Then came one ordinary, sun-washed weekend morning that became anything but ordinary.

I was sitting on a rattan couch on my mother-in-law’s front porch in South Central Los Angeles. The air was warm and still. Light rested gently on everything — the railings, the sidewalk, my hands folded in my lap. Nothing dramatic was happening. No crisis. No breakthrough prayer. No emotional storm.

Just quiet.

And in that quiet, something opened.

Not a thought. Not an idea. Not something I reasoned my way into. It was an overwhelming, undeniable knowing. A living awareness that Jesus’ love was not distant, symbolic, or conditional — it was present. Immediate. Constant. Surrounding me. Within me. An undeniable smile took over my face and an explosion of joy erupted in my heart.

I felt eternal companionship — the deep certainty that I would never experience a single moment of existence alone, no matter what unfolded in the physical world. I sensed spiritual protection that did not promise a life free of hardship, but promised something far greater: unbreakable presence through all of it.

Nothing in my external circumstances changed.
But fear lost its authority.

The intense dread I had carried for years — the kind that grips your chest and colors your future — simply had nowhere to stand. It was as if light had filled a room where darkness once convinced me it belonged.

That morning was my awakening.

Not because I learned something new…
But because I became aware of what had always been true.

God is love — not as a concept, but as a reality that can be felt, inhabited, lived from. And when that love is truly known, fear cannot dominate the same space. It dissolves. It loosens. It releases its hold.

I didn’t become fearless overnight. Life still brings uncertainty. But the foundation shifted. I now live from companionship instead of isolation, from love instead of dread, from presence instead of anticipation of loss.

And once you experience that — even for a moment — you recognize it forever.

Which makes me wonder…

Have you ever had a moment of awakening like that?
A moment when your faith didn’t just comfort you — it broke through something?
When love became more real than fear?
When you didn’t just believe… you knew?

These moments are sacred. And they deserve expression.

That’s why I want to invite you to my Write What Spirit Whispers poetry workshop on March 8 at Unity of the Oaks Church.

This will be a space to listen inwardly… to notice what your spirit has experienced… and to give language to the moments that transformed you — whether quiet or dramatic, recent or long ago.

You don’t need to be a poet.
You don’t need perfect words.
You only need willingness to listen… and to write what love reveals.

If you’ve had an awakening, come express it.
If you’re longing for one, come make space for it.
If your spirit has been whispering, come give it voice.

Because sometimes the moment that changes everything begins in stillness…
and becomes real when we dare to speak it.

I hope to write with you.

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