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Grab your favorite drink and let's spill allll the tea.

First off… Welcome I'm so happy you're here!!

But before you start clicking around the website, I wanted to tell you a little about myself. Because if we're going to spend time together, I think it's only fair that you know who's sitting across the table from you.

I'm Yvette, a 38 year old mama to three of the greatest blessings.

I've been married to my husband for almost twenty years.

I'm the oldest child, grandchild, and niece on both sides of the family lol.

I'm a survivor of childhood sexual abuse.

I live with Myasthenia Gravis.

I believe in the ripple effect.

I have a soft spot for oldies, cream of wheat, and just about anything that reminds me to slow down.

I love playing video games and doing my makeup to relieve stress and just have some fun.

And I still get emotional watching people I love feel safe enough to fall asleep on my couch.

And if you're anything like me...we'll probably be friends by the time you leave this page.

So... how did we get here?

You know what's funny?

If you would've asked me when I was little what I wanted to be when I grew up, I probably would've told you I wanted to change the world.

People would kind of laugh and ask, "How are you going to do that?"

And honestly...I never really knew how to explain it. I just knew that's what was on my heart, but now I finally know what I meant.

I don't think changing the world happens because one person reaches millions of people.

I think it happens through the ripple effect.

One conversation, one act of kindness. one family, one friend, one handwritten letter.

One woman remembering who she is... and then helping someone else do the same.

That's how I think we change the world.

My story didn't start with Myasthenia Gravis.

I think that's important to say.

For a lot of my life I was surviving. Long before chronic illness became part of my story, I had already learned how to keep going, push through hard things, and stay strong… while also taking care of everyone else.

I became really good at surviving, but surviving and living aren't the same thing.

That took me a long time to learn.

Then in 2014, I was diagnosed with Myasthenia Gravis.

And if I'm being honest...it completely changed my life, but in many ways it was a blessing in disguise.

I had to grieve the life I thought I was going to have,  learn my body all over again, and adjust to a new normal.

My first symptom was blurry and double vision, but as I got stable my vision came back, but I always felt like I was given a new set of eyes to see the world with.

I had to learn that asking for help doesn’t make me weak.

Some days I feel really strong, some days I need my walker.

Some days I make a big family dinner, some days my biggest accomplishment is getting out of bed.

And you know what? Every single one of those days counts.

A few years later I found myself asking a lot of questions…

Why did I survive everything I survived?

Why do some people give up while others keep going?

Why do we lose ourselves?

Why do we carry so much?

And most importantly...

What actually helps us live instead of just survive?

Those questions eventually led me to becoming a holistic mental health practitioner.

Not because I had everything figured out… cause honestly... I don't and I probably never will because I believe we should always be a work in progress.

I wanted to understand what got me here, how did I survive and keep going, how could I try to equip my own kids with those tools??

Those questions eventually became Lunar Wings Rising.

Looking back now… I can see that every chapter of my life was quietly shaping Lunar Wings Rising… I just didn't know it yet.

So... why "Lunar Wings Rising?"

People usually notice the butterfly first.

The butterfly has always represented transformation to me. 

Not becoming someone completely different…but trusting that when life feels like a cocoon, transformation is still happening. You’re becoming more of the woman you were always meant to be.

It's messy, uncomfortable, and it takes time. But every stage has a purpose.

Now the moon...

She's always given me a sense of comfort. (Maybe I'm a werewolf.)

But really… She's a reminder that you don't have to be full to shine.

Every phase serves a purpose. Every cycle matters.

Some seasons are for growing, some are for resting, some are for letting go, and some are for beginning again.

I think somewhere along the way we forgot that we're allowed to live that way too.

That's a big part of what Lunar Wings Rising has become for me.

For a while I thought slowing down meant I was falling behind or just being a slacker.

Now I see it differently.

I think slowing down gave me the space to start living again.

It's learning to live more cyclically.

Listening to my body instead of constantly fighting against it.

Honoring the season I'm in instead of expecting myself to be the same person every single day.

Resting when I need to. Celebrating when I can. Trusting that slowing down doesn't mean I'm falling behind.

It just means I'm human.

So when you put those two things together...

Lunar Wings Rising became so much more than a name.

It's a reminder that healing isn't about becoming someone new.

It's about remembering the woman you were always meant to be and that no matter what you go through, you can rise again and again.

What you'll find around here...

Most mornings you'll find me in the kitchen playing oldies, making cream of wheat, and dancing with absolutely no rush to be anywhere.

It's my favorite way to begin the day.

I've realized it's not really about the cream of wheat, it's about giving myself permission to wake up slowly and gently, to breathe. To nourish myself before I start pouring into everyone else.

Some days we might make comfort food, other days we'll talk about nervous system healing. I might share a recipe that reminds me of my Nana.

Sometimes I'll tell you about an MG flare and what's helping me get through it, or I might pop on stories and tell you I've reached my breaking point and need a good cry.

We'll celebrate all the victories, big or small.

We might cry sometimes, but we'll most definitely laugh a lot.

We'll talk about family, Faith, healing, mental health, hormones, the moon, purpose…all the little ordinary moments that somehow end up changing our lives because I don't believe healing happens all at once.

I think it happens in tiny moments.

A meal around the table, a walk outside, a phone call with a friend, a deep breath, a handwritten letter…

One more puzzle piece falling into place.

If there's one thing I hope you take with you, its this...

You don't have to become someone completely new. I think the woman you're searching for has been there all along.

Maybe she's just been buried beneath survival.

My hope is that while you're here… you'll slowly start finding those little pieces of yourself again.

One by one.

Until one day you look around and realize you're not just surviving anymore.

You're living.

And if you're anything like me you might even catch yourself dancing in the kitchen again.

So...

thank you for pulling up a chair and spending a little time with me.

I'm really glad you found your way here.

Now let's go live and love our lives while making memories and changing the world.

 

Your pain has purpose.

Your wings have power.