The Wound That Revealed the Whole

There are moments in a healing journey when everything suddenly connects — when pain, memory, and meaning align to reveal a pattern you didn't know was there.

Let your body answer. Let it show where tenderness is needed.

During my breast cancer diagnosis in 2015, I experienced a pivotal moment. Shortly after receiving the news, a clear and persistent question emerged within me:

“What are you here to teach me?”

At that moment, I felt my illness was not random. It seemed personal, like a message from within and a teacher disguised as a diagnosis. I could not explain it then, but I sensed my body was showing me unresolved pain, the kind you cannot see on scans but still feel deeply.

💔 The Mother Wound and the Body's Message

As I started to heal, I realized my cancer was linked to something deeper I had not faced: the mother wound. This part of me learned to survive by being self-sufficient, quiet, capable, and compliant.

Like many daughters of emotionally distant mothers, I thought I had to earn love. I got used to helping and supporting others, while ignoring my own needs and longing for care. In the end, my body was "keeping score."

Beneath the diagnosis was a deeper invitation:

“It’s your turn to be held.”

I saw that my illness was not an enemy but a mirror. My body was not turning against me; it was trying to tell me something. Every part of me seemed to say the same thing: it is time to listen, to feel, and to care for yourself in the ways you once needed.

🌙 The Awakening

While exploring how emotional pain connects to physical symptoms, I read the work of Gabor Maté, Alice Miller, Bessel van der Kolk, and Dr. Ryke Geerd Hamer. Their ideas spoke to me, each showing the same truth: the body and the soul speak the same language.

The more I wrote, meditated, and practiced non-dominant handwriting — allowing my inner child to speak — the more I began to remember what had been forgotten. This wasn't just physical healing. It was a reclamation.

That realization became the seed of everything that followed — this unfolding creative project that became A Hidden Wholeness, the PowerPoint presentation I created to teach others about healing the inner child, the "Morning Pages" practice I share on my website.

🪶 The Birth of A Hidden Wholeness

The phrase came to me quietly, not as a title but as something true. Wholeness was never gone; it was just hidden under layers of adaptation.

Everything I wanted—peace, love, belonging, and safety—was already inside me, just waiting to be noticed. Looking back, I saw that every event, challenge, and coincidence was part of a bigger story of growth.

That's when I understood my life's purpose in simple words:

Connecting the Dots to A Hidden Wholeness.

To "connect the dots" means letting your physical, emotional, and spiritual sides talk to each other. Finding a "hidden wholeness" is about discovering the lasting light and love beneath the ways we learn to survive.

🌕 The Feminine Flow

Healing the mother wound opened a door to a deep feminine energy of intuition, tenderness, and emotional intelligence that I had pushed down for years.

I started to trust my intuition again and noticed meaningful coincidences, dreams, and signs that showed my inner growth. My bond with the moon, which comforted me as a child, also came back as a gentle guide.

When I was four, after a hard moment, I remember riding my bike under the night sky. Someone once told me, "When you look at the moon, it follows you wherever you go." That idea made me feel wonder and safety. Now, I see this as my first spiritual connection, a feeling of being cared for. Through that same light, I have learned that reflection is sacred.

I have learned that healing is less about trying hard and more about remembering, letting my intuition and heart lead me back to myself.

Healing the mother wound revealed not just my pain, but my path. My body was never broken; it was wise. My story was never separate pieces; it was a constellation. And my task — my vocation — is to keep connecting the dots that lead us all home to a hidden wholeness.

💞 A Reflection for You

Take a moment to place a hand over your heart. Ask gently: What part of me is still waiting to be mothered? Let your body answer. Let it show you where tenderness is needed. And remember, you don't have to earn love. You already are what you're seeking.