Welcome to The Soul’s Quiet Room Blog
Welcome to The Soul’s Quiet Room, a soft corner of the internet where healing meets humor and growth does not have to be perfect to be beautiful. Here we honor the messy parts, the tiny victories, and the quiet magic of simply showing up.
Healing Isn't Linear, And That's Okay
Healing doesn't always look calm, sometimes it's sitting in the mess and still choosing to smile.
Healing isn't some neat, Pinterest-worthy checklist where you get a gold star every day. If it was, I would have been healed 30 years ago and running a spa in Bali by now. Instead, healing looks a lot like me falling flat on my face, picking myself back up, eating a quesadilla at 2am, and trying again tomorrow.
Folding Fitted Sheets and Other Lies
When I hear the phrase "healing isn't linear," I don't picture a tidy chart. I picture myself trying to fold a fitted sheet. You wrestle, you twist, you try to make it look like everyone else's, and in the end you just shove it in the closet and hope for the best. Healing is exactly that, messy, unpredictable, and somehow still working even if it doesn't look pretty.
Meditation and Messy Progress
For the longest time, I thought I was failing at healing because I couldn't meditate "properly." My brain was a circus of grocery lists, intrusive thoughts, and random 90s song lyrics. Now I know that meditation doesn't have to look like that. Sometimes it's journaling, sometimes it's a walk, sometimes it's just breathing without cussing someone out. That's my meditation, and it counts.
The Truth
Healing isn't linear, it isn't perfect, and it isn't about gold stars. Even if your progress looks like a badly folded fitted sheet shoved into the closet of your soul, it still counts. And that's enough.
Small Steps Still Count
Sometimes progress is as small as putting on pants — and that still counts.
The Myth of Big Progress
People love to say, “Just take one step at a time.” Which sounds nice, until your one step is just putting on pants today. But here’s the truth: pants count. Breathing counts. Choosing tea over tequila? That counts too.
My Small Step
One of my biggest wins was not constantly calling myself an idiot. That probably doesn’t sound life-changing, but for me it was huge. It was proof that my inner dialogue was finally shifting.
I’ll never forget the first time I caught myself and said, “No, I am not an idiot.” I was so proud of myself. And then not even thirty minutes later, I was doing work and called myself an idiot three different times in thirty seconds' flat. That’s healing, folks. Progress wrapped in a punchline.
Why Small Steps Matter
We’re taught that progress only counts if it’s dramatic. But small steps are the bricks in the foundation. They sneak up on you. A few steps forward in the middle of chaos, repeated over time, add up to real change.
The Reminder
So, if your “progress” today is brushing your teeth, writing three words in a journal, or catching one mean thought before it spirals, you’re not behind. You’re building something. And those small steps still count.
Finding Calm When Everything Feels Heavy
Calm does not have to be perfect; it just has to work.
The Just Relax Lie
When life feels heavy, people love to tell you to just relax. Oh cool, thanks Karen, why did I not think of that? Meanwhile my brain is juggling PTSD, ADHD, and the panic of wondering if I left the oven on in 2007. Calm is not a delivery service. You build it slowly, one small human step at a time.
My Calm Trick
For me, calm usually looks less like sitting cross legged in a sunbeam and more like putting on my headphones and playing one song I love on repeat. It is my reset button. It may not look spiritual, but it works for me.
My Calm Fail
I once tried a guided meditation on my lunch break. I sat on my bed, put on my sleep mask, got cozy, and then chaos. Something licked my face, scratched my hand, and whined in my ear. I forgot I live with four dogs, three ferrets, and three cats. Inner peace was not on the menu that day.
The Truth About Calm
Calm does not have to be pretty; it just has to work. Sometimes it is journaling, sometimes herbal tea, sometimes binge watching a show until your brain quiets down. The key is interrupting the chaos long enough to breathe. If calm for you is lying on the floor listening to music or hiding in the bathroom just to get a moment alone, it counts. Your version of calm is enough.