Feeling is Your Superpower
Oh, to honour the full spectrum of our emotions. Welcome in joy, sadness, anger, fear, and everything in between. Too often, we suppress big ‘ugly’ feelings to put on a brave face that we’re doing okay. True healing comes from acknowledging our feelings instead of running from them - showing vulnerability is true strength.
“FEELING IS YOUR SUPERPOWER” Digital Illustration, 2025.
the symbolism:
In this illustration, I wanted to visually express the power and beauty in emotional honesty. It’s a reminder that there’s no need to hide—our emotions are not weaknesses, but gateways to growth, self-awareness, and resilience.
The calm expression and hand over the heart reflect a return to self: resting, accepting, simply being.
The golden tears symbolize that crying isn’t always a sign of pain—it can be profoundly healing.
The gentle white explosion in the middle visualizes the integration of heavy emotions and finally accepting them to move through you.
The flowers represent rebirth and growth. Each thought, even the heavy ones, can transform into something beautiful.
This is a gentle reminder: you don’t have to hide from your emotions. You can let them pass through you—and bloom from them.
the moment that inspired this illustration:
I want to express that feeling is healing.
I created this illustration during a time when I was both physically and emotionally unwell—tired, sick, depressed, and dizzy to the point where even standing up made me nauseous. In that forced stillness, I was confronted by uncomfortable truths: my attachment to productivity, the guilt I carried around resting, and the deep questioning of my own worth. I didn’t want to feel any of it. I was in the middle of moving apartments, still had boxes to pack, and refused to ask for help. I kept pretending I wasn’t sick—pushing through until I couldn’t anymore.
Eventually, my body gave out. I mean that literally—I physically couldn’t get up. That’s what it took for me to finally surrender. I had to accept my limitations, face the grief and discomfort I’d been avoiding, and allow myself to rest. Only when my body completely shut down did I give myself permission to feel. It was humbling. But in that surrender, something softened. I reached out, and people showed up. My family and friends held me when I couldn't hold myself.
Even in rest, my mind was restless—spinning through to-do lists and anxieties. But slowly, in that stillness, I began to notice gratitude rising: for my loved ones, for medicine, for the promise of healing. I realized how little space I’d made for appreciation, and how deeply I needed it.
This experience reminded me that just being is enough. That rest is not unproductive. That asking for help is not a hit to the ego. And that healing often begins when we allow ourselves to feel.
Let this be a reminder: feeling is healing.
