Remembering Who We Are: A Journey of Authenticity and Spiritual Awakening
- Hope Hughes

- Oct 23
- 5 min read
(Part 3 of “Truth-Telling in a World That Pretends”)

Sitting at my cacao booth during the Body Mind Spirit Expo, I felt a wave of gratitude roll through me. Around me were psychics, readers, mystics, shamans, and healers. Practitioners offering energy therapies like Reiki, and body workers providing massage, reflexology, and more. Vendors filled the aisles with gifts, crystals, journals, salt lamps, handmade jewelry, tie dyed clothing, and curious oddities — each one carrying its own kind of magic. The air was alive with conversation, laughter, and light. And beneath it all, a quiet sense of belonging. It’s a strange and wonderful feeling, recognizing parts of yourself in strangers — like finding your tribe before you’ve even said hello.
But what I’ve learned is that authenticity isn’t something reserved for moments like these, when we’re among kindred spirits. It’s also what happens when we choose to stay unmasked in the spaces that aren’t quite built for us — when we embrace our differences instead of tucking them away.
Authenticity doesn’t just happen when you find your tribe — it begins when you stop wearing the mask, even around those who don’t understand you.
Masking, if you’ve never heard the term, is when we alter our responses, filter our opinions, or soften our light to fit a world that often asks us to tone down our truth. Empaths do this constantly — to keep the peace, to make sure others stay comfortable, knowingly or unknowingly, to keep moods lifted and energy balanced. We mask to belong, to avoid judgment, to survive systems that weren’t designed for sensitivity, intuition, or emotional depth. But when you start to find spaces where you can breathe — where your full self is not only allowed but celebrated — your energy begins to flow differently. You start to remember what it feels like to live in alignment with your own frequency. And once you’ve felt that, you can’t forget it.
I’ve been talking about authenticity for a while now — through these blogs, through my readings and client sessions, through the moments of vulnerability that come with showing up fully. I’ve shared what it’s been like to bring my intuitive, psychic, and healing gifts into the business world — into meetings, networking circles, and professional spaces where energy work isn’t always understood. And I’ll admit, the reception has surprised me. It’s been encouraging at the least, and phenomenal at best. It’s shown me, in real time, how hearts and minds are opening. People are beginning to sense that there’s more to this life than what we can see and measure.
The truth is, I’ve always known that. I knew it as a child — even if I didn’t have the words for it yet. I couldn’t understand why humans seemed to forget how sacred it is to be alive in a human body, surrounded by other forms of life equally precious. Why do we believe we’re superior to the natural world — to plants, animals, water, and soil — when we’re literally made of the same elements? Why do we feel the need to control and manipulate what already works perfectly? We build and consume, clearing forests, rerouting rivers, breeding and packaging and patenting what once belonged to all. Somewhere along the way, we confused progress with power, and control with safety. But that illusion is crumbling.
This time we’re living in — right now — is about remembering. Remembering how to live in rhythm with the Earth. Remembering our gifts, our intuition, our innate wisdom. Turning inward to tend the parts of ourselves that ache, and turning outward to move through the world with compassion and responsibility. Because the healing we do inside of ourselves doesn’t end with us. It ripples outward, into the collective. It becomes medicine for the planet. This journey really is about remembering who we are, it's a journey of authenticity and spiritual awakening whether we acknowledge this consciously or not.
The healing we do inside of ourselves doesn’t end with us. It ripples outward. It becomes medicine for the planet.
Most people think of destruction only in physical terms — forests burned, waters polluted, species lost. But there’s another layer: the emotional and energetic residue of fear, hatred, and violence. War, oppression, cruelty — these leave more than history; they leave memory. The energy of those experiences lives on, in the land, in the air, in our lineage. And now, at this moment in history, we are being called to help clear it.

The Earth is speaking again. The plants, the crystals, the waters, the wind — they whisper to anyone with ears to hear and hearts willing to listen. They help us remember balance, guiding us home to what we once knew. They are not silent witnesses; they are our teachers, our mirrors, our allies in awakening.
Healing, real healing, isn’t the pastel version of spirituality. It’s raw and brave and breathtakingly honest.
It helps us to look directly at what we’ve ignored and love ourselves through the process. It means standing in rooms where your energy changes the temperature. It means speaking truth even when your voice shakes. It means letting your authenticity be a mirror — a permission slip for others to do the same.
We are the ones meant to hold that torch. To stand tall, even when it’s uncomfortable. To empower others. To spark light in places that have been dim for too long.
Be the pioneer. Remember the work you’ve done across lifetimes. Call in the future you can already feel in your bones.

Because the world isn’t waiting for someone else’s light. It’s waiting for yours.
If you’ve been feeling the pull to reconnect with your truth — to live unmasked, to honor your sensitivity, and to remember what it feels like to belong to yourself — I invite you to stay connected.
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We’re all remembering together — one breath, one truth, one ripple at a time.
✨ This post completes my 3-part blog series, Truth-Telling in a World That Pretends.
If you haven’t read the first two parts, I invite you to go back:
🌿 Part 2 — I Realized I Wasn’t Hiding, I Was Becoming
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Let’s keep building a world where truth has room to breathe. Where your gifts have space to grow. And where walking in your truth can help heal the earth and all of her inhabitants.



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