A Life Rewritten in the Margins
Somewhere between surviving and dreaming I found myself again.
Not in a grand moment. Not with confetti falling from the sky. But in the quiet hours, when the world was still and I was finally willing to listen.
You see, life didn’t give me a roadmap sometimes I felt like it wasn’t even giving me a chance. It handed me a pan and a blank page. I’ve scribbled through grief, joy, burnout, clarity, love, loneliness, laughter, loss- and somehow, I’m still writing. Still re-writing.
This space, Vox Sanctum is born from those margins…
I’ve lived chapters no one claps for; starting over when I was supposed to be “Settled”, healing when no one could see the wounds; growing in the dark. And if you're reading this maybe you’ve had your own quiet battles too. Maybe your journey hasn’t followed the script either.
Good!
Because here, we honor the detours. This isn’t a blog about having it all figured out. It’s about feeling deeply, living intentionally, and reconnecting with your truth—even if it’s messy, raw, and still unfolding.
Especially then!
You’ll find pieces of me in every post. Not as an expert but as a companion. I am someone who’s learning, shedding, healing and rediscovering what it means to live fully and soulfully.
So no, this isn’t an introduction. It’s an invitation.
To exhale. To feel. To begin again. Welcome to a different spectrum of Vox Sanctum where I freely vent, release & Share. This part of Vox Sanctum is called “The Sacred Rant” Let’s walk it together!
