✨You Know How to Swim

A Silver Lining Transmission for Storm-Walkers and Soul Swimmers

I had a vision.

In the vision, I was drowning

lost in the middle of the ocean,

waves crashing overhead,

struggling to breathe while feeling the weight of it all.

My spirit team was near, watching from a boat not far away.

They weren’t panicking. They weren’t rushing in.

They were cheering me on.

“You can do it!”

I asked for a life raft.

They smiled and replied,

“You’ve got this.”

“REMEMBER!”

So I surrendered.

Not to give up, but to remember.

And in the holy quiet of surrender, I did.

✨ I remembered that I knew how to swim.

✨ I remembered that no one was coming to save me

because I was meant to save myself

through the divine code already written inside of me.

Through sheer will, breath, and belief,

I swam.

And as I reached the boat,

I didn’t feel like a victim of the storm.

I felt like the one who had become the storm,

and remembered she was never separate from the sea.

From the safety of that boat, I saw the truth:

✨ I am the swimmer.

✨ I am the storm.

✨ I am the boat.

✨ I am the ocean.

✨ I am the rainbow.

And all glory for that remembrance goes to God,

for I am just one fragment of the whole.

One soul of many who volunteered to come here,

to feel fully,

to remember deeply,

and to return radiantly.

Had someone thrown me that life raft,

I may have attached my worth to the rescue.

But by not being saved,

I was returned to my own remembrance.

Because there are truths that can only be activated

at the edge of breath.

And it is only through faith

that we access the code of self-rescue

written into our very being.

Faith is the life raft.

God’s will is the current.

And your belief is the oar.

Jesus didn’t come to carry us out of every storm.

He came to remind us we carry Him within us during the storm.

Not to rescue us from the ocean,

but to show us how to walk upon it.

His presence is not a bypass of pain,

but a bridge to remembrance.

When I swim now, I swim with Him in me.

And the peace He walked with, I now carry.

So if you’re in a season of drowning, forgetting, remembering, swimming, floating, becoming…

you’re not broken.

You’re becoming.

You’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

And if you ever forget how to swim,

I’ll be here to remind you:

You always knew.

You just forgot.

🌈 The Rainbow After the Storm Is You

We spend so much of life searching for the silver lining.

But if you can’t find it, you can create it.

If you can’t create it, you can become it.

And once you become it, remind the others.

Because the world doesn’t need more saviors.

It needs embodied mirrors,

reflections of wholeness,

strength,

sovereignty,

and peace.

People in a healing season don’t need managing, correcting, or judgment.

They need reminders of their power.

They need witnesses to their worth.

They need someone to say:

“I see you as whole, even now. Especially now.”

So be that for yourself first,

and you will naturally be that for others.

You are not here to drown in this world.

You are here to rise,

to swim,

to become the rainbow that follows the storm.

And now that you know…

✨ You are the silver lining.

🙏 A Prayer of Remembrance

For you, the reader.

For the one in the waves,

For the one whose spirit is remembering:

May you remember that even in your most breathless moments,

your spirit was never lost, only submerged in sacred becoming.

May the storm not scare you into silence,

but sing you into surrender,

where remembrance lives.

May every crashing wave refine you, not define you.

May you swim with faith, and float in grace.

May you know that your peace is proof.

You are not behind.

You are not broken.

You are not too much.

You are not too late.

✨ You are the promise.

✨ You are the prayer fulfilled.

✨ You are the rainbow.

And if you forget,

I will remind you.

💛 A Note of Gratitude

A special thank you to a powerful sister

who, in the midst of one of my storms,

reminded me that I knew how to swim.

Her belief in me, her ability to meet me in my humanity

while still seeing my divinity, was the mirror I didn’t know I needed.

She gave me the gift of reflected strength.

Not by rescuing me,

but by reminding me I was never powerless.

May we all be blessed with mirrors like this.

And may we become them, too.

With love and gratitude,

❤️‍🔥 Chasity | @djonechain