our worth is not something someone else gives us—it is something we choose to recognize, embody, and honor. A Soul Reflection by Soul to Soul Touch There comes a moment in many of our lives when we realize we've been waiting. Waiting for someone to choose us. Waiting for someone to love us. Waiting for someone to apologize. Waiting for someone to finally recognize everything we've given, sacrificed, or endured. Somewhere along the way, we quietly hand over the measuring stick

A Soul Reflection by Debbie Gornichec There was a time in my life when I believed someone else held the missing pieces of me. I searched for love that would finally make me feel chosen. I searched for validation that would tell me I was enough.I searched for teachers who might have the answers I didn't. I searched for relationships that I hoped would fill the quiet places inside of me. And while every person I met became a valuable teacher, none of them were ever meant to bec

How Many Truths Are There? "Tell me the truth." It's a phrase we use almost every day, yet when we stop to think about it, we realize something fascinating: Whose truth? Throughout my years as a nurse, healer, and guide, I've sat with hundreds of people who have shared their stories. Often two people can experience the exact same event and remember it completely differently. Both are sincere. Both believe what they are saying. Yet their stories don't match. How can that be? P

This is a space where I'll be sharing pieces of my own journey—what life has taught me, what I'm still learning, and the moments that have helped me grow. There comes a point in life when you realize that healing isn't about becoming someone new. It's about remembering who you've always been beneath the stories, the wounds, the fears, and the expectations you've carried for years. For much of my life, I believed healing meant fixing what was broken. As a registered nurse, I s