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Tides & Truths

are where the elements speak. Where Wind carries whispers of clarity. Where Ground anchors your presence in each word. Where Flame turns experience into power. And where Flow -ever soft, ever deep - lets emotions find its voice.

This space is sacred. 

Part confession, part liberation, all truth. Each piece written here is a pulse from my becoming - for the woman unlearning silence, reclaiming her rhythm, and rising in her softness. 

Let these words wash over you like memory.

Let them burn, settle, stir, and cleans 

With Love, Stephanie (Orchid) 

January 6th, 2026 🤍✨📖 Reflection

Lately, life has been reminding me how fragile our days can be. A man passed away at 74—his condition wasn’t clear. A coworker died at 50. And it’s hard not to notice how often younger people are facing serious diagnoses and fighting for their lives far earlier than we expect. It’s sobering. But it also pulls me back to the beginning—back to Genesis—because it highlights something I believe with my whole heart: God’s design was perfect from the start, and God is faithful in H

January 4th, 2026 🤍✨📖 Reflection

I know God has been calling me into something higher. For the last few years, I’ve heard Him saying, “Stephanie, stay in My will.” And if I’m being honest, I haven’t always listened — not because I didn’t hear Him, but because obedience has required me to let go of things that felt familiar… and sometimes even comforting. God has told me to start a community. God has told me to read my Bible. God has told me to commit to reading the Bible in 365 days. And God has also told me

January 3rd, 2026 🤍✨📖 Reflection

Today’s takeaway: trust God. 🤍✨ In Genesis 5, you get this long family line—generation after generation— and it’s a quiet reminder that life keeps moving, even when it feels repetitive. But then there’s Enoch… and the Bible says he walked with God. 🌿 Not performed. Not rushed. Just faithful. Then Genesis 6 shifts the whole mood. The world is getting darker—violence is increasing, hearts are corrupt, and people are choosing anything but God. And the part that stopped me is t

January 2, 2026 🤍✨📖 Reflection

I’ve read Genesis almost a million times. Seriously—year after year, I start a Bible-in-a-Year plan. I don’t always finish it… but I always start it. This year feels different. I’m reading Genesis through a completely different lens, and what I’m hearing God say is: Don’t let desire rule over you. You have to master yourself. This morning was a real-life example. I woke up at 5:30 AM and I did not want to go to Pilates. I was tired. I felt the weight of the New Year. I knew I

January 1, 2026 🤍✨📖 Reflection

Today I opened my Bible to Genesis 1–2 and Psalm 1 , and it didn’t feel like “a reading plan.” It felt like God gently reintroducing me to His design—beautiful, intentional, and deeply personal. Creation was never random—God builds with purpose. Genesis doesn’t just show that God created… it shows how He creates: with order, clarity, and care. Light. Land. Life. Breath. Beauty. And when He placed Adam in the garden, it wasn’t for passive living—it was for stewardship . Adam

The Woman I’m Becoming

Lately I’ve been studying myself in a deeper, more sacred way — not the surface habits, but the hidden roots. The quiet places where old patterns lived, the places I used to abandon myself just to keep the peace. And God has been whispering: “Daughter… it’s time to bloom differently.” 🌱✨ Because the truth is… I was carrying emotional weight that was never mine to hold. 🌍 EARTH — The Truth I’m Rooting In 🌿🤎 I’ve realized that for years I was: • over-explaining to feel und

🌹✨ A Real Man Makes Space for a Woman’s Emotions ✨🌹

There’s a difference between a man who hears you… and a man who holds you. A man who listens to your words… and a man who listens to your heart. Every woman knows the difference. Every feminine soul can feel the shift. Because when a man truly values a woman, he doesn’t just love her body — he loves her being. Her voice. Her spirit. Her emotions. Her inner world. Her softness. Her truth. And he protects it. Not with control… but with presence. Not with dominance… but with emo

Friday Night Silence

Sometimes the hardest part of keeping your word is the quiet that follows. You want to ask — did it happen, did you mean it, did you finally speak the truth out loud? But instead, you wait. You let the silence test the weight of every promise. There’s a strange peace in restraint — in not chasing what should find its own way back. Maybe that’s what trust really is: not believing everything that’s said, but standing still long enough to see what remains when the noise fades. I

The Life I Thought I’d Have

I’m not mad. I’m not angry. I’m not cursing. But I do feel slighted and cheated. It isn’t that anyone did something “wrong.” It’s that,...

A Mother’s Covering

Dear God, I want to raise resilient children, loved and adored wherever they go. May they be the head and not the tail, magnetic,...

The Weight I No Longer Carry

Life has a way of pulling us in a hundred directions. We want to get it right — at work, in relationships, as parents, as friends. And...

If you truly choose me

If you truly choose me, then break from your chain, stop drowning your soul in comfort and pain. You call me your fire, your hunger, your...

I No Longer Reach for You

I no longer reach for you. Not because I stopped loving— but because I started listening to the silence you left behind. I used to...

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