Her Truth, Unfiltered
The Blog
Raw reflections. Soul stories. Sacred remembering.
This isn’t just a blog—it’s a reclamation.
A living archive of healing, rage, beauty, grief, and becoming.
Here, I write what I once swallowed.
These entries are invitations—to feel, to soften, to rise, to remember you’re not alone.
Read slowly. Come as you are. Stay as long as you need.
We Begin Where the Performance Ends
It was about finally telling the truth—my truth.
For years, I was known.
Admired. Desired. Booked.
But it wasn’t really me they saw.
I built a persona to survive in the spotlight—because I didn’t believe the real me was worthy of being loved without performance.
I mastered the art of becoming who others wanted, needed, paid for.
And for a while, it worked.
Until it didn’t.
Because the truth doesn’t die.
It waits.
And eventually… it rises.
Her Truth Unfiltered is the space I never had when I was performing.
A space where no mask is required.
Where women don’t have to sell versions of themselves to feel seen.
Mary Magdalene has always been with me—
Not as a cautionary tale, but as a guide.
Misunderstood, yes. But never broken.
She reminds us that even the most misjudged women hold divine truth inside them.
This is for her. For me.
For every woman reclaiming her story on her own terms.
We begin where the performance ends.
Welcome to Her Truth Unfiltered.
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Fifteen years ago, I had Mary Magdalene tattooed on my skin & today we honor the divine feminine- entirely.