When Old Patterns Rise So You Can Rise Too

Lately I have been sitting with a familiar tension. It is the feeling of trying to trust the path I am walking while an old fear whispers in the background about survival, stability and worth. It is a pattern that shows up for many of us, especially in uncertain times, and it can feel as if the body holds its breath without meaning to.|

For me, this recent wave linked back to something written into my natal chart. Saturn sits in my second house, the part of the chart that speaks to value, security and the way we hold ourselves through the material world. It carries a particular flavour. A sense of needing to be extra careful, extra responsible, or extra prepared. A sense that the ground might shift if I am not watching closely.

It can play out in subtle ways. Feeling unappreciated. Feeling unheard. Feeling as though I have no room to choose freely. Feeling the pressure of expectation. Feeling that joy requires permission. Feeling resistance to life itself.

These themes can live in the body for years without being noticed. They settle into the lungs, the stomach, the bones of the face, the muscles that tighten when we brace for impact. They show up as old emotions that were tucked away at twelve years old or seventeen years old. They show up in the quiet internal belief that I am not okay.

Recently I moved through a deep clearing to unravel these layers. Three parallel threads rose at once, each holding a different part of the story.

One thread held the part of me that learned to survive by shrinking or staying silent.Another held the part of me that felt watched by expectation.The third held the part that had lost trust in choice or purpose.

As these threads revealed themselves, something beautiful began to shift.

Illumination entered first, clearing the inner windows so I could see myself more clearly. Beauty for Ashes followed, reminding me that even the parts of me that feel burned or broken can rise again with tenderness. Word settled in after that, opening my heart to truth and helping my voice return with honesty rather than force.

Together they created space for the fears of Saturn in the second house to soften.The pressure eased.The old scarcity imprint loosened its grip. My value began to feel less like something I had to prove and more like something that simply exists.

I am sharing this because many of us are walking through similar layers right now. The world feels unstable. Money feels tight. The future feels unsure. When this happens, the body often brings old stories to the surface so that they can finally be cleared.

If you notice tension in your chest, resistance to life, pressure around your work or your purpose, or a feeling that joy sits just out of reach, you are not alone. These are invitations to look deeper, not signs of failure.

Over the next few days I will be moving gently. More breath. More space. More curiosity. I will be listening for the subtle shifts that follow deep energetic work. I will be honouring the parts of me that were trying to stay safe in the only ways they knew how.

And I will be remembering that worth is not earned. It is revealed when old patterns fall away.