The Weight of Doing It All Alone
This is Maya’s story. She is a single mother struggling in life to find ease, balance, and joy. I’ve changed names and details to protect her privacy. Together, we explored the struggles of doing everything alone, lacking joy, facing financial instability, dealing with family who wounded rather than supported, parenting while stressed and depleted, and the fear of dating again after a failed relationship. Join me as we dive more deeply into the patterns that held her in exhaustion—and the ways she began to find her way back to joy.
Each mentorship I hold is a quiet unfolding—a living invitation to meet yourself more honestly, more gently, and more wholly than ever before. Within this sacred space, clarity, joy, and alignment are not only possible, but inevitable.
The Double-Edged Sword of Strength
Maya came into this space already strong. She was carrying the weight of parenting, home, and self—gracefully, yes—but also with exhaustion beneath it.
She told me:
“I am doing it all right now. It’s very empowering… almost like I’m meant to do it right now myself.”
There was pride in her words, but also a heaviness. Many single mothers will recognize this paradox: when strength becomes both your crown and your burden. You are admired for holding everything together, yet inside you long for a place to set it down.
Have you known that ache? To be seen as capable, while quietly wondering if anyone will ever hold you?
Choosing Peace Over Chaos
One moment stood out. Maya described turning away the father of her child when his anger rose in her home:
“He came… started to raise his voice… I said no. Out of my house… I cleared my field… anchored me and Canyon in this new written story that we get to choose.”
Her words carried both fierceness and fatigue. In that act, she chose peace over chaos. She set a new standard for herself and her son.
But choosing peace doesn’t erase the weariness that lingers after years of conflict. It doesn’t magically refill the reservoir of joy. And for Maya, it highlighted something deeper: how long she had been surviving without softness.
The Hidden Cost of Survival
Maya confessed:
“I don’t think I’m letting myself feel the deep pleasure… I feel opened up… but I’m not allowing myself to feel soft.”
This is the hidden cost of survival mode. When you’ve been holding so much for so long, pleasure feels dangerous. Rest feels impossible. Softness feels indulgent.
So many single mothers live in this paradox: you are alive, functioning, even thriving in the eyes of others—and yet the well of joy feels unreachable.
Creating a Spiritual Container
When Maya entered mentorship, I wanted her to feel the opposite of what she had carried alone. A space where she didn’t have to perform, explain, or defend—only to be.
I began, as I always do, with invocation:
“Holy Father, Mother, God… fill me with your highest, finest frequencies… let only what is correct and appropriate be given through me.”
This wasn’t ritual for ritual’s sake. It was creating a container of spiritual mentorship—a form of embodied spiritual guidance. A field where she could dissolve the old patterns and let new truths take root.
I reminded her: support is real, tangible, and always available.
Healing Through Presence
One of the quiet revolutions in our work together was the practice of simply witnessing—without fixing, analyzing, or rushing to make it all better.
I told her:
“This resistance… any beliefs, wounds, emotions… these can be cleared in the most gentle of ways… simply notice, feel, and honor… without any shame or guilt.”
This was healing through presence—soft, non-linear, deeply intelligent.
How many of us, as women, have locked away grief, joy, and innocence in the “cellar of consciousness”? Maya’s work—our work—was to bring these hidden aspects into the light. Not to dissect them. Simply to love them into visibility.
Rediscovering Innocence, Play, and Joy
At one point I said to her:
“Your trinity is: innocence, playfulness, and joy. Challenge yourself to be in that state.”
And we laughed together—because Maya is fierce, and she loves a challenge. So I gave her one: to spin like a ballerina when the serious mind shows up. To jump on her toes like a little girl. To let her body move not for productivity, but for presence.
This wasn’t frivolity. This was re-patterning. Movement became prayer. Playfulness became strength. And joy—once distrusted—began to return as her unshakable ground.
When was the last time you let yourself laugh for no reason? Or danced without anyone watching? These small acts are not small at all. They are medicine.
Trusting Desire Without Fear
Then came the tender question of desire. Maya spoke about a neighbor—someone she was drawn to, but uncertain about.
I told her:
“If you’re drawn to him… be like the child and just lean into it. You have created many safeguards, but now it’s time to relax.”
This wasn’t about rushing into a relationship. It was about learning that desire could be safe again. That she was stepping into the terrain of conscious relationship—not from fear, but from curiosity and wholeness.
So many women ask: Am I allowed to want more? The answer is yes. Desire is not a threat. It is an invitation back to yourself.
Joy as Unshakable Ground
By the end of our work together, Maya said something that struck me:
“Nothing can interfere with my joy… not people, not challenges, not business. It can’t creep up and just steal it.”
This wasn’t affirmation. It was remembrance. She had found a place in herself that was no longer negotiable.
Her joy wasn’t fragile anymore. It was strong, medicinal—something she could pass on to her son, to her community, to the world around her.
Closing Reflection
Maya’s journey shows us that joy is not the absence of difficulty. It is the presence of remembrance. It is innocence without ignorance. Power without pressure.
If you are a single mother carrying it all alone, know this: you don’t have to hold everything forever. You can laugh again. You can rest again. You can trust again.
And from that place, joy becomes more than a feeling. It becomes your ground.
Explore Further
If your soul is stirring, I invite you to explore the path of one-on-one mentorship.
You don’t have to walk this path alone.