Hey there, you radiant force of nature.
I’m Raelynn—and here’s what I know for sure:
My life? It’s chaos.
Not the unraveling kind, but the kind that remakes you.
I used to be afraid of it.
Now I know: chaos is just change in motion.
This space isn’t about pretending we’ve got it all figured out.
It’s about truth.
The gritty, gorgeous kind.
The kind that cracks you open and dares you to love harder, stay longer, and run from yourself a hell of a lot less.
This is where healing meets honesty.
Where sacred meets slightly savage.
Where we stop hiding and start becoming.
Welcome to my little corner of the wild web.
Stay a while. Let’s raise some roots and some hell.
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Healing Family Dynamics
& Ancestral Wounds
I’ve been knee-deep in the mud of my own lineage for a while now—digging, unraveling, cursing, forgiving. Healing what I could. Learning to live with what I couldn’t change. Some wounds were mine. Some weren’t. But all of them had something to teach me.
In the process, I’ve sat in living rooms, around firepits, and on back porches with others who were brave enough to face their own family ghosts. We didn’t fix everything. But we did tell the truth. And sometimes—that’s where the real healing begins.
There’s no map for this kind of work. Just breadcrumbs—grief, grace, a good playlist, and the willingness to get real.
If anything, I hope my story reminds you that:
- You’re not alone in the mess.
- You’re allowed to rewrite the script.
- And you’re worthy of peace, even if they never say sorry.
Forgiveness isn’t always for them.
Sometimes it’s the thing that sets you free.
The Story Behind the Stories
I wasn’t born with a silver spoon.
I was born with grit in my mouth and questions in my bones.
Raised on welfare. Built on resilience.
Taught to survive, but not necessarily to feel.
And for a long time, that worked. Kind of.
I played the parts.
The good daughter. The strong mom. The fixer. The peacemaker.
I poured myself out for others, thinking that if I could just hold it all together, I’d be worthy of rest. Or love. Or a damn break.
But holding it all together will break you faster than falling apart ever will.
So eventually, I crumbled.
Not all at once.
But in slow, soul-stretching ways—
until I couldn’t pretend anymore.
And that’s when the real story began.
Not the polished one.
Not the performative one.
The raw, tangled, tear-streaked, grace-soaked one.
The one where I finally got curious about my pain instead of ashamed of it.
The one where I stopped shrinking to make others comfortable.
The one where I stopped waiting for permission and started reclaiming my place at the table. My own damn table.
I became a woman who speaks the truth, even when her voice trembles.
A woman who grows herbs, raises kids, calls out patterns, and prays over people’s wounds like they’re her own.
A woman who stopped running and started rooting.
Everything I do now—every podcast, newsletter, gathering, moment shared—is an offering from the life I’ve lived.
Not the one I thought I should live.
The one I had to fight for.
The one I had to forgive myself into.
The one I choose, again and again.
So no, this isn’t just a story.
It’s a reclamation.
A revolution.
A Raevolution.
More of My Story
Military and Advocacy
Serving my country was one of the most pivotal choices of my life.
It shaped me in ways I’m still trying to understand.
And to be honest, it’s also one of the hardest chapters for me to talk about.
For years, I downplayed it.
Minimized it.
Shrugged it off like it wasn’t a big deal.
But it was.
And it still is.
The truth is—I carry things I don’t always have words for.
Some of them aren’t even mine.
Some are woven into my nervous system like old songs I didn’t choose.
It’s only now, years later, that I’m beginning to untangle them.
This isn’t a polished tribute or a recruitment pitch.
This is me, standing here with trembling honesty, saying:
This part of my story matters too.
I know what it’s like to serve and still feel invisible.
To carry the weight and wonder if it counts.
To battle self-worth in silence while wearing someone else’s definition of “strong.”
So, to my fellow Veterans—seen or unseen, loud or quiet, proud or conflicted—
I stand with you.
This page of my story may still be healing…
But I share it here because healing demands visibility.
We deserve to feel whole.
We deserve to be heard.
And we damn sure deserve to come home to ourselves.
Semper Fi.
And thank you—for all the ways you’ve served that no one saw.
Spirituality & Accountability:
What does it all mean?
Spirituality is ultimately about personal growth, and in my opinion this looks different for us all. Truly it’s about love, compassion, wisdom, and truth. This varies from one individual to another. One does not need to be spiritual to do the work. Ultimately it’s about finding your own connection to what it is that lights you up, and then running like your ass is on fire towards what you want. We live in a society that makes it way too easy to point the finger outward at everything and everyone else. What I am offering you, is radical accountability. To take ownership of what is yours, to actually own that shit, to fall in love with all the aspects of yourself, to forgive yourself for not knowing any better and to fuckin’ tear down the barriers that have been keeping you stuck.
The Power of Connection & Vulnerability:
What would it feel like to truly be seen?
We did not come here to do this alone. We’re all in it together. We have been living in an illusion of separateness for far too long. So I invite you to drop the masks, and the facades, boldly and bravely show up as your ooey gooey selves, and watch the magic happen. I believe that when we’re vulnerable and raw, it provides the opportunity for us to truly connect, and in my opinion and experience that’s when the real healing begins. Trust me when I tell you that I know this is scary. We have been conditioned to fit in.
“Why fit in when you were born to stand out!” ~Dr. Seuss~
Self-Care & Community:
When is the last time you did something for yourself?
Self-care is about putting yourself first, it’s about radical, divine selfishness, and it is absolutely required. It’s about taking care of yourself in a way that feels good to you, because when you feel good, those around you will feel good. The best example of this is when the flight attendant instructs you to put your oxygen mask on first. We cannot show up for anyone else when we can’t breathe. It’s that simple. Once you begin to do this, then you will find yourself in a community of like minded people, they will then reflect this back to you, and they will be there for you in a profound way. It’s amazing the way your vibe attracts your tribe.
Are you ready to join My Community of Healing and Growth?
If you have made it this far, then I am honored, I truly believe that if you have found me then there must be a reason. I know that I am here to be a channel of inspiration, I know that I am capable of finding the exact balance that is required for this endeavor, I know that I am here to unify people. I believe together we can navigate the complexities of life, celebrate our victories, and support each other through the inevitable challenges that arise along the way. There is a way to empower your healing at any age and any stage.
So, if you’re ready to dive deep, get a little messy, cry a little and laugh a lot, you’re in the right place. I can’t wait to meet you and wrap you up in a big ol bear hug whether that be in person or virtually.
Schedule a free 30 min session to learn about working with me one on one.
Are you ready to join My Community of Healing and Growth?
If you have made it this far, then I am honored, I truly believe that if you have found me then there must be a reason. I know that I am here to be a channel of inspiration, I know that I am capable of finding the exact balance that is required for this endeavor, I know that I am here to unify people. I believe together we can navigate the complexities of life, celebrate our victories, and support each other through the inevitable challenges that arise along the way. There is a way to empower your healing at any age and any stage.
So, if you’re ready to dive deep, get a little messy, cry a little and laugh a lot, you’re in the right place. I can’t wait to meet you and wrap you up in a big ol bear hug whether that be in person or virtually.
Schedule a free 30 min session to learn about working with me one on one.