When Fear Trembles, We Walk

This morning I woke up with a heaviness...
a quiet ache lingering in my heart.

Before I could think too hard,
I grabbed my tennis shoes and drove.
To the hills.
To the wild.
To a place where the earth could catch me...
and the Divine could walk with me.

Because the truth is:
I’ve been feeling fear.
Not just the collective kind...
but the personal, gut-deep kind.

For me, it sounds like:

Will Kiss’d by Bliss really rise?
Can I make it on my own?
Am I strong enough to lead other women...
through the same fire that shaped me?

And I know I’m not alone.

The world feels loud with distraction.
Narratives pulling us apart.
Uncertainty knocking on every door.

But underneath it all, a whisper keeps returning:

“Follow your soul...especially when it doesn’t make sense.”

We weren’t made to be perfect.
We were made to be free.

And every desire we hold...
every version of us waiting to be met...
lives just past the edge of fear.

So today, let’s meet fear with something softer.
Let’s speak to it like an old friend…
And then let it go.

🕊 A Poem for Your Fear

Fear, I see you.
Shadow at the door, breath on my neck.
You come dressed in logic...
but you were never love.

You say,
“Stay small. Stay safe.”
But my soul says,
“Go anyway.”

You warn me of falling.
But what if I fly?
What if this trembling is just power
learning to rise?

I won’t fight you.
I will be the light that dissolves you.

I’ll feel you.
I’ll thank you for trying to protect me...
and then I’ll walk past your gate
into the life that’s waiting.

Because everything I want
is on the other side of your voice.
And I’ve listened long enough.

I was born for bliss.
I was born to be free.
And darling fear...
you can’t follow me.

So here’s our reminder this week:

We don’t have to wait for certainty.
We don’t have to know the how.

We just have to trust the whisper...
and walk one light-step at a time.

We rise not by force—but by frequency.
Not by perfect plans—but by devotion to our joy.
Not by fear—but by the truth already glowing inside.

Let’s rise together.
Let’s make fear less loud...
by making love more real.

With light, always —
Jess & Kiss’d by Bliss 🌹

P.S. If you know a woman carrying quiet fear,
send her this Sparkle.
Sometimes one light is all it takes to remember her own.