Balancing Purpose and Healing

I’ve always known one thing about myself: I’m here to help. No matter what I’m going through, no matter how heavy my own life feels, I’ll drop everything to be there for someone else. It’s not an obligation — it’s who I am. Helping fills me with purpose. It makes me feel like, even in the middle of my own chaos, I can still bring light to someone else.

I look back at the mess I’ve made with friendships, the way I may have made people feel — feelings I never intended — and at the silence that followed. There are days I wonder if I was the one who ruined it all. That question sits with me, even as I try to move forward.

I’ve been learning to face myself instead of ignoring the chaos. Crystals, rituals, and small daily practices have helped me find moments of calm. They aren’t magic fixes, but they remind me that I’m trying — and that counts for something. I also throw myself into creating. Most days, I’m making magical items for my shop. I know they aren’t perfect — honestly, I try so hard to make them the best that I can. But they’re handmade, so they will always have imperfections, even little marks like my fingerprints. And in a way, that’s what makes them real.

I’ve also realized something about my writing: it always starts as a way to work through my own thoughts and feelings. I pour my heart out on the page, almost like I’m talking to myself, trying to untangle the knots in my mind. But somewhere in the process, it shifts. My words start reaching outward, as if they’re searching for someone else who might need them too. It’s like I can’t help but turn my personal struggles into something that might hold meaning or comfort for someone else. Maybe that’s just my nature — maybe I heal by helping others heal too.

Still, I know I can’t keep giving everything away without learning how to refill my own cup. Helping others has always come naturally to me, but helping myself? That takes work. It’s uncomfortable. It feels selfish sometimes, even though I know it isn’t. I’m learning that the same compassion, grace, and forgiveness I offer so freely to others are the very things I’ve denied myself. And if I don’t learn to give those gifts inward, I’ll keep running on empty.

So this is where I am right now: still helping others, still trying to help myself, and still figuring out how to balance the two. It’s messy, imperfect, and slow, but it’s honest. And maybe that’s enough for today.

✨ Rooted, messy, and still here.

Bobbi Ann

Blessed Be

If you’d like to read more about the crystals I use for healing, check out this post.

Many of the handmade magical items I mentioned are available in my shop. You can explore them here.

I’ll be sharing more about balancing self-care and helping others in upcoming posts, so stay tuned.