The Power of Affirmation Cards – A Simple Ritual to Connect to Your Soul.
I have always heard experts of spiritual and mental health say, "intentions, intentions, intentions." But I remember sitting there thinking—I don’t even know how to set one. What does that even mean? Do I just wake up and write something vague in a journal like, “Today I’ll be calm” and expect magic?
At the time, I genuinely didn’t know how to start. So I decided to do something simple—I grabbed a pack of affirmation cards. I thought maybe if I had a visual, something concrete, I could turn it into a sort of guided intention challenge. Nothing complicated. Just one card a day. Let’s see how it goes, I told myself. Let’s just try.
I’d heard this on a podcast—the idea that you manifest your reality through intention. I kept hearing that from different places: neuroscience says it, spiritual guides say it. What you focus on becomes your experience.
But from where I stood—as a busy mother, a professional, someone constantly juggling too much—it felt like a fairytale. I’d ask myself, What intention? Why even bother setting one? It felt useless. A waste of mental energy. I’d try and then spiral into, This is silly. Nothing’s going to change.
But then a small part of my brain—the curious part—whispered, What if you’re wrong? I didn’t go into it convinced. I approached it more like an experiment. Like: okay, what’s the worst that can happen? Maybe this “intention” thing will surprise me.
These weren’t just quotes. They became prompts. Mini challenges. One card said, “Fake courage and real courage feel the same.” That made me check in with myself: What do I need to be brave about today? Even something small—like speaking up in a conversation I’d usually avoid. That tiny shift helped me see the whole day through a different lens.
Another card reminded me: “You alone are responsible for what you think and feel.” So I tried to slow down and actually observe what triggered my emotional reactions. Instead of spiraling, I paused. Just that: pause.
I stuck the card of the day on my fridge. Some days I’d carry it with me, or jot it into my journal. I needed repetition. This was like building a new muscle. And honestly, on the days I didn’t do this? My day often felt scattered. More chaotic.
Then I remembered something Mel Robbins said on a podcast—something about looking for heart shapes throughout your day. That if you set that intention, your brain would start spotting them everywhere. And it was true. It happened to me. Suddenly I was seeing heart shapes all over. It was like my brain said, Okay. You want to see something? I’ll show you.
And that’s exactly what the affirmation cards were doing. Tiny nuggets that gave my brain a direction. A challenge. A curiosity to follow. And when I leaned into it from that place—not trying to force it to work, but just exploring—it started to feel like my brain was lighting up in a new way.
Here’s one moment I still can’t explain. One day I had an important Zoom meeting scheduled and decided to take it at our old apartment. But on the way there, I realized: all the chairs were gone. In storage. My stress spiked—this wasn’t a meeting I could take sitting on the floor or awkwardly perched somewhere. I was about to panic.
But when I got there, I kid you not—an office chair was sitting right outside the apartment. Out of nowhere. My spouse hadn’t put it there. No one claimed it. It was just… there. Waiting. I sat down and laughed. It felt like the universe saying, You asked. I heard you. It was a small thing. But it felt like a miracle.
And there were other changes too. I used to hate traffic jams—especially the long 45-minute commute into the city. It drained me before my day even began. But once I started practicing daily intention, something shifted. I swapped scrolling or stressing in the car for motivating podcasts or audiobooks. Suddenly, my commute felt like me time. The traffic didn’t bother me as much. I wasn’t upset about the rain or gray skies anymore either. Instead, I started noticing the beauty—the mist, the early light, the way the trees moved. It was like I was seeing the weather again through the eyes of my childhood. Like every shift in light or sky was a little miracle.
And even at work, the energy shifted. The conversations around me changed. Before, everyone would complain about the traffic or the weather—as if that were the default script. But I found myself saying things like, "Actually, my drive felt really peaceful today,” or "Did you see the way the sky looked this morning?" And without trying, that energy rippled. People started sharing more calm and positive moments too. Like our collective energy was aligning to the tone I was setting inside myself.
It reminded me of something I read when I was 11 in a Greek magazine—a translation of a Paulo Coelho column. It said something like: “The warrior of light doesn’t see things as curses or blessings, but as challenges.” That quote never left me. And this practice? It became my challenge. My portal. My way of saying: I want to meet life halfway.
I wasn’t trying to manifest the perfect life. I was just finally doing something I’d always dismissed. The first step wasn’t hard—it was just… unfamiliar. And I started feeling more confident. More grounded. More capable of actually creating my day, not just surviving it.
I realized that it takes less than three minutes. Just pull a card. Breathe. Write it down if you want. That’s it. Who doesn’t have three minutes for themselves?
Some days I forgot. Some days I needed to go back to the fridge, or to my journal, to remind myself. But even then, that returning—that anchoring—was part of the magic.
It’s not about chasing happiness or pretending everything is perfect. I don’t think life has to feel like a constant struggle either. We used to dream big when we were young—believing we could fly, believing the world was ours. Then somehow, as adults, our path starts to feel like only sacrifice and responsibility.
And so much of what I’ve learned came not from answers I found online, but from my own inner research. From experimenting on myself. From asking, What if? I needed help to start. And maybe you do too.
Because yes—life is full. Time slips away. But this? This small daily step can create a ripple effect. It can help you reclaim some of that space in your mind and your spirit. Suddenly your day isn’t just happening to you. It’s becoming something you’re co-creating.
It’s like… when all the windows in your brain were foggy, and then one by one, they begin to clear. A little puff here. A little light there. Until the sparkle returns. That’s what this practice did for me.
Start small. Be curious. And give yourself a simple tool to remember who you are, what you want, and how you can show up today.
Takeaways (from my own messy and curious experiment)
You don’t have to “believe” in intention for it to start working—just be curious. Curiosity opens doors belief can’t.
Building the muscle of intention takes less time than brushing your teeth. But it can shift the whole tone of your day.
My car rides went from stress traps to sacred space. I didn’t change the traffic—I changed how I met it.
People feel your energy. Your intention becomes an invitation for better interactions, calmer mornings, deeper presence.
Little miracles show up when your brain is trained to expect them—even an office chair in the middle of nowhere.
I used this affirmation card deck to get started. It gave me something visual and simple to center myself each morning.
Path to Reflection
Where in your daily routine do you feel most out of control or reactive?
What if your day began with curiosity instead of pressure? If you treated your life like an experiment instead of a test, what would you be more willing to try, without needing proof or perfection?
What "tiny miracle" has life already offered you—something you may have dismissed or overlooked?
The First 100 Days — How I Rewired My Life from the Inside Out
There are moments in life when you look at yourself in the mirror, and it’s not just a reflection looking back—it’s a warning. That moment happened to me in January 2025. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, my face tired, my eyes dull, and I realized: I was becoming someone I didn’t recognize. A shadow of myself.
I could feel the weight of it—the same weight my mother carried. I remembered how, when I was growing up, I would watch her stand in that very same bathroom, lost in sadness, disconnected from her own life. I saw it then, but I didn’t fully understand. And here I was—becoming her. A woman who had buried her essence, her dreams, her desires beneath the noise of life’s responsibilities.
In those days, I was trapped in a loop of exhaustion. My marriage was on the brink of collapse, motherhood was draining every ounce of me, leaving me disconnected from the deep love I feel for my kids, and I didn’t know how to escape this suffocating existence. I had tried therapy. I had tried journaling. I had tried everything to fix myself—but it felt like I was sinking deeper. No matter how much I read or how much I tried to push through, I was stuck.
And I was alone.
I wished there had been a community I could turn to—a place where I could share these struggles, hear how others had navigated the same shifts, get practical advice on what rituals could help. A space where I could talk about how I was changing, about the deep emotions that overwhelmed me, and the tools that helped me begin to clear the fog in my mind.
But I didn’t have that. So I had to figure it out on my own.
Forest path of Rebirth (Tulip) Ritual
The Breaking Point:
It wasn’t one moment that shifted everything—it was the slow unraveling that pushed me to the edge. I was living in survival mode. Just getting through the day. Waking up in a haze. The cycle of duties and chores, arguments and quiet moments of grief, left me feeling like I was losing myself piece by piece. Every morning, I woke up with a sense of dread, accompanied with intense crying at times. I was too tired to enjoy life, too anxious to connect.
I knew I had to break free, or I would stay stuck forever.
In January I made a decision—a decision to change everything. I got curious and started hearing podcasts and reading books about how to rewire my thoughts, manifest better things for my life. I wanted some tangible change not just for the outside world, but my inner world. I couldn’t control my marriage or the chaos around me, but I could control my thoughts. So I set out on an experiment. 100 Days of Soul Work—a journey to reclaim myself, to find my purpose, to clear the space inside of me that had been filled with emotional clutter for years.
January: Action Plan
I started small—one aggressive goal. Pay my bills in full by March. A simple, tangible goal, but it was bigger than that. It was about proving to myself that I could take action. That I could do something that mattered.
The first step? Waking up at 5:00 a.m. every day. It was hard. My brain screamed at me, telling me to stay in bed. “This won’t work. You’re not capable of change.” But I kept going. I pulled affirmation cards every morning, stuck them on my fridge, and wrote out my intention for the day. I didn’t just focus on what I wanted to achieve—I focused on how I wanted to feel. The feelings mattered more than the tasks.
I started journaling. I reflected. I looked inward, not just at what needed to be fixed in my life, but at what needed to be healed. Slowly, I saw the changes. Little things, like people smiling at me more, or opportunities falling into place. I realized: This was working. The universe was meeting me because I had decided to meet myself.
What I was healing in January:
Overwhelm
Self-doubt
The weight of others’ expectations
My disconnection from my soul
February–March: Birth of Soul Connection
By February, the small shifts I had felt internally started to manifest in the external world. I was no longer just surviving. I began to feel alive again. But I knew there was more to do. The systems I had built for my life—family, finances, communication—needed attention.
I turned my focus to my relationship with my spouse. After our separation and reconciliation, things weren’t easy, but they were real. We started communicating differently, trying to listen instead of just responding. I started showing up for my family, being present instead of just going through the motions.
I was doing the hard work of changing the way I had been. I wasn’t doing it for him, or for anyone else. I was doing it for me.
What I was healing in February–March:
Emotional avoidance
Lack of effective communication
Survival-mode parenting
April: Death of the Old Self
By April, I was ready to confront the deeper layers of myself. I had to shed the old versions of me—the parts that no longer served. I needed to let go of the past. I had to confront the grief I had been burying for decades.
I performed a ritual—burying a lavender bottle in the woods. That bottle symbolized my old self. The woman who thought she had to be perfect. The woman who believed she had to carry everything for everyone to be worthy. I buried her, and in that moment, a part of me was freed.
What I was healing in April:
Old grief
My fear of being seen
Believing I had to carry everything alone
May: Rebirth & Rooting of the New Self
In May, I could feel the rebirth. All the hard work had led me here. I had shed the old, and now it was time to root into the new. I started to realize that the journey wasn’t about becoming someone different. It was about becoming me again—the person I had forgotten. I planted a tulip as a symbol of that new beginning. I let go of the need to perform, to please, to follow someone else’s version of success.
I realized that everything I had been searching for—external validation, success, approval—was already within me. I just needed to clear the noise, clear the space, and listen.
This is why the Soulwalker Path exists—to help you find that same clarity, that same sense of self. Suffering doesn’t have to be a solo journey. The cycles of pain, confusion, and frustration are part of being human, but they don’t have to define you. You don’t have to face it alone. We are meant to heal in community, not isolation. And we need tools, resources, and community to navigate the chaos of our psyche.
The Soulwalker Path isn’t about achieving perfection. It’s about clearing the mental clutter that keeps you stuck and creating space for your soul to breathe again. It’s about being able to see the path forward and trust your intuition. It’s about connecting with yourself again, so you can eventually step into the life that aligns with your true values and Self.
Takeaways for You:
Change doesn’t happen overnight. It begins in small, intentional steps, as trivial as they might seem at first.
Connecting with your soul and embracing your true essence is a sacred journey that deserves to be approached with deep care and authenticity.
Rituals are anchors for real transformation and emotional healing.
You don’t need to do this alone. A community is here for you.
You don’t need to be fearless—you only need to be real and fully committed to your journey. It’s not an easy path, but it’s a necessary one at every stage of your life. And that’s how you begin.
Path to Reflection
What is one intention you can commit to today to start clearing the mental clutter?
What is one ritual you could start with today to nurture your soul?
I invite you to start the journey with the here: The Power of Affirmation Cards – A Simple Ritual to Connect to Your Soul.