Sierra Brown - Wellness Coach

💬 What are some cutesy, tiny things you did this week that you may have overlooked or resisted giving yourself credit for?

I’ve been gathering my thoughts for the past week. Trying to figure out what this aching, unrelenting feeling I was having. On top of the absolute TERROR I was experiencing for obvious 🧊reasons.

On Tuesday, the gorgeous girls in my weekly prayer group helped me hash it out.

I’m tired… mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually. Just tired.

Not because what is going on is new… but because it’s familiar. And it seems like people of color are the ones who share that sentiment.

And that’s… frustrating… exhausting (to say the least).

So this week, I chose rest and rejected guilt.
And encouraged those I support in my community to assess what they need (and do the same if that’s what they feel called to do).

And I’m here to do that for the part of my community that doesn’t sit with me intimately weekly.

Please. Take a step back… seek God… accept God’s invitation to rest… and let yourself be guided through these absolutely dreadful times.

I love you and I’m praying for you, Black girl, and for all of the beautiful beautiful Minnesota people… for the undocumented… the melanated (and the un-melanated)… for the brave (and the cowardice) in positions of power. But most of all, I am praying for protection from our very own government. Which is nuts to type but it is what we need. This is not the time for pretty, PC prayers. Help us, God. Help us all. 🤎

PS: I’ve shared a few diff ways to engage if you have capacity from . They begin on slide 7. And thank you thank you thank you for your beautiful, intentional work ❤️

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This week reminded me that healing doesn’t always look like falling apart. Sometimes it looks like capacity quietly doing its job. Allowing the endurance God’s built in you to be on display.

This week, there was grief. There was anger. There was disappointment I didn’t anticipate.
But there was also presence. Choice. And an unfamiliar steadiness that caught me off guard.

🎯 I’m learning that the messy middle isn’t about avoiding hard things. It’s about meeting them without abandoning yourself in the process.

And maybe the biggest revelation of all is realizing how much work has already been done… even when it doesn’t look dramatic from the outside.

If this week taught me anything, it’s this: Your body remembers the care you’ve given it.nYour nervous system keeps the receipts. And growth can show up when you least expect it.

💬 If this resonated, tell me about a moment this week where you surprised yourself.

Maybe you hit a PR in the gym or a work task that typically takes you 3 hours, only took 2. Maybe you enjoyed and flowed through a task that usually requires a lot of discipline and concentration. Or you woke up feeling a lot more grounded and energized than you normally do. Let’s celebrate whatever it is. Big or small.

This post is about noticing growth.
My new Substack post is about protecting it.

I wrote a new piece from the messy middle on how I’m planning my year with care… so the capacity I’m building doesn’t get sacrificed to pressure.

If this resonates, comment or DM “CARE” and I’ll send it over 🤎


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Did this post resonate with you?

This week reminded me that building capacity doesn’t look polished... no matter how hard you try to force it to.

It looks messy.
It looks uneven, unpredictable.
It looks human.

If you’re in the messy middle too, you’re not behind.
You’re building.

💭 What’s something you need to accept this week?

Mine? That I don’t actually have the capacity to sustain super high levels of productivity week after week. And that’s okay. My goals are aligned with a pace that honors where I am now, not where I wish I was.

Stop trying to force it.