Becoming Her Again: A Sacred Rebirth After the Burnout, the Bleed, and the Breakdown
A soft restart. A soul-led return. A moment of becoming.
*Note: While this letter is written in devotion to the feminine, to those identifying as women or moving through womb-centered rebirth, the essence of this journey is universal. The cocoon. The burnout. The soft return to the real self. If you're a man or masculine-aligned being, I invite you to read with open curiosity and reflect on what your own return might look like. We all deserve to become again, gently.
There’s a moment after the breakdown, after the bleed, after the burn-out…
Where you’re still lying in bed. The tissues are crumpled around you. The light outside is too bright. You feel hollow, but not empty.
And something whispers inside you:
“I think I’m ready to come back to life… but gently.”
Side note: My latest guided meditation The Shedding; A Cacoon Ceremony will guide you deeper on this journey.
The Moment of Gentle Return
There’s something tender that happens after the purge, after the pause, after the unraveling. It’s not loud. It’s not dramatic. It’s subtle. Almost imperceptible.
A soft breath. A moment of noticing the light again. The faint desire to move, to feel, to be witnessed—not perform, just be.
This moment isn’t about clarity or motivation. It’s about allowing your soul to stir without rushing.
You might look in the mirror and think: "She’s still in there… but different now. Softer. Wilder. Wiser."
This isn’t a moment to push. It’s a moment to tend. To welcome yourself gently back into your own body, your own heart, your own life.
This is sacred ground.
Why We Burn Out
We think burnout is about doing too much. But often, it’s about being too much for too many people… for too long… while being too little for ourselves.
We burn out from:
Holding the emotional weight of a family
Always being the strong one
Constantly offering but rarely receiving
Performing instead of feeling
Being high-functioning is not the same as being well. Survival is not softness. And resilience is often a mask we wear when we’re too afraid to fall apart.
But love, you fell apart. And that was holy.
You paused. You grieved. You stopped performing. You let go of the version of you who was built to be loved instead of being real.
And now, there’s space. Not for a comeback. But for a becoming.
A Soft Rebuild: The 3 Pillars of Becoming Her Again
This isn’t a to-do list. It’s a remembering. A rhythm of reconnection. A reweaving of self with soul.
1. Rhythm
Let your life move with your cycles—not your calendar. Track your bleed. Honor the moon. Rest without guilt. Move when you feel pulled.
Ask each morning: What would support me most today? Let that be enough.
2. Ritual
Small sacred acts. Daily devotion.
Lighting a candle before bed
Anointing your body with oil
Stirring your tea with intention
Sitting in silence with your hand on your womb
These rituals don’t fix you. They bring you back to yourself.
Receptivity
Let yourself be seen. Let yourself be supported. Let yourself be held.
This is the hardest for most of us. Because to receive love, you must feel worthy of it as you are. And that takes practice.
Start small. Say yes when someone offers to help. Let your body soften when you’re hugged. Let someone witness you in your mess without apology.
Realignment Practice: Meeting the Real One Again
Tonight, when the world quiets… try this.
Stand before a mirror. Naked if you can. Place your hands on your body and breathe. Look into your own eyes.
And say:
"Hi, love. I’ve missed you. I know I’ve been gone. I know I’ve abandoned you. I know I’ve shamed you. But I’m here now. I’m ready to know you again. I’m ready to become you again. Slowly. Gently. Truly."
Let the tears come. Let the numbness come. Let the joy come. Whatever arrives, let it.
You are reuniting with the most important person in your life: yourself.
You Are Allowed to Begin Again
You don’t have to go back to being who you were. You don’t have to push yourself to "get it together." You don’t have to post or plan or perform.
You only have to listen. To soften. To honor what’s stirring beneath the surface.
This isn’t a comeback. This is a sacred rebirth.
You are becoming her again. Not the girl the world applauded. But the woman your soul remembers.
Welcome home, beloved. She’s missed you.
With all my love,
xx 💋 Nikyla Maria
Breathe Deep & Plan on Miracles
Love this post so much. Going to do the meditation video and lay holding my womb.
🖤 this line:
And now, there’s space. Not for a comeback. But for a becoming
Wow, cleansing tears from the depths of soul poured out of me. Thank you.