Go with the Flow – Lessons from and for a Healer and Mother

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Dec 4
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Thokozani Badimo Child

Some themes don’t arrive because we planned for them. They rise gently from lived experience, from Spirit’s subtle nudges, from the quiet places where life reveals its truth.

This month, Go with the Flow found me in the most unexpected way. During our May spiritual session, I asked those who walk this journey with me to guide the theme. As they reflected on their growth and their unfolding, one of them sent me a message that opened something deep within me:

“When we trust the process, we will be in a better position to go with the flow of the guidance and the direction we are being led into.”

And in that moment, something within me clicked.

It wasn’t just a reflection.

It was confirmation.

It became the lens through which this entire month made sense.

Because flow is not passive—flow is listening.

Flow Is Not Drifting. Flow Is Alignment.

Many people think going with the flow means being directionless, moving wherever the wind blows. But spiritually, that’s not what flow is.

Flow, for me, has been a posture of listening — a deep attunement to Spirit, to my body, to the rhythm of my life.

I kept returning to our anchor scriptures for the month:

“I will instruct you and teach you…” — Psalm 32:8

“You will hear a voice behind you saying: This is the way…” — Isaiah 30:21

This is the flow:

A whisper.

A nudge.

A knowing that rises within.

It is God, Source, Spirit — guiding with a gentle hand, never forcing, never shouting.

Motherhood: A Sacred Interruption

In March and April, my two-year-old was home more often — holidays, routines shifting, responsibilities piling. I had to release my structured ideas of how life “should” flow and instead enter how life actually flowed.

There were days when my to-do list remained untouched.

But somehow, I made it through the day. There were moments when my son needed more than my schedule allowed. And so we adjusted.

This was my lesson:

Flow is not weakness; it is wisdom.

It is surrender without losing direction.

It is allowing rhythm to replace rigidity.

My son reminded me that healing, too, happens in the in-between — in the pauses, in the breaths, in the soft spaces between doing and being. He reminded me that I don’t always need to push; sometimes I just need to trust.

Trust that what I planted is growing, even when I can’t yet see the sprouting.

Patient Reflections: Spirit Speaking Back to Me

What truly shifted me this month was not just my own experience — it was the mirror Spirit held up through my patient’s reflection. Their words illuminated my own resistance, my attempts to force clarity in a season calling for softness.

Through them, Spirit whispered:

You don’t have to hold everything together.

You don’t have to control the process.

You are allowed to be carried too.

I realised once again that this work is a circle:

I pour, but I am also poured into.

I guide, but I also receive guidance.

I teach, but Spirit is constantly teaching me too.

The truth:

I may not know what the rest of this month — or the year — will bring. But I have come to trust the current that carries me.

I don’t need to force clarity.

I don’t need to rush growth.