Wild Soul HOPE

A HOPE Method™ Reflection on Courage, Divine Downloads & Fearless Truth

When a Girl Hears God — and Doesn’t Back Down

She was a teenager. She couldn’t read. She had no formal military training. And yet she led armies, confronted royalty, and carved her place into history with the sword of conviction and the armor of faith. Joan of Arc wasn’t just a warrior. She was a vessel for the divine — proof that when your soul is aligned, even the impossible becomes inevitable.

 Who Was Joan of Arc?

• Born in 1412 in France
• Began hearing divine voices at age 13 — saints guiding her mission
• Led the French army to victory at Orléans during the Hundred Years’ War
• Captured, tried for heresy, and burned at the stake at 19
• Later declared a martyr and saint by the Catholic Church

She lived by soul directive, not societal permission. She followed her inner knowing — even when it cost her everything.

 Joan & The HOPE Method™

Joan’s Story	HOPE Method™ Alignment
I am not afraid: I was born to do this.	Harnessing Optimal Energy by owning soul assignments
Inner voices as divine guidance	Honoring intuition as sacred channel
Martyrdom for truth	Choosing what’s Optimal over what’s safe or familiar
Defied cultural gender roles	Reclaiming energetic sovereignty
Fire as transformation	Transmuting pain into legacy and awakening

 HOPE Lesson: Fear is a Liar — But Your Soul Tells the Truth

Joan didn’t lead because she was fearless. She led because she was obedient to the voice within — not the voices of doubt, society, or control. When the HOPE Method says “Harness,” this is what it means. Take back your inner knowing and ride with it — even when your hands tremble.

When a Girl Hears God — And Learns to Listen

I’ve never stood on a battlefield with a sword in my hand. But I’ve fought battles no one could see — in hospital rooms, courtroom halls, at kitchen tables full of tension and prayer. And through them all, one thing has remained true: I hear God. 

Not in a booming voice from the clouds. Not in burning bushes or lightning bolts. But in the quiet knowing. The nudge that will not leave me alone. The whisper that calls me to keep going, even when the road ahead feels impossible. I used to wonder if people would think I was crazy for saying that. Maybe some still will. But I’ve lived too much life, felt too much love, and lost too much sleep ignoring the voice of God in me.

Joan of Arc once said, “I am not afraid. I was born to do this.” And though my armor looks more like yoga pants and prayer journals, I feel the same calling. This work — this HOPE Method — isn’t just a project or a personal brand. It’s a divine assignment. A soul-mission I didn’t fully understand until grief cracked me open and left me begging for meaning. And God whispered back: “Help them remember. Help them heal.”

So here I am. Tenacious. Stubborn. Tender. A mother. A grandmother. A soul who still wrestles with doubt — and gets back up anyway. Because when you hear God, really hear God, you don’t walk away unchanged. You build. You write. You serve. You speak — even when your voice shakes. Not to be believed. But to be obedient. Because I wasn’t born for silence. I was born to remember the light, to walk beside others in their dark, and to remind them that they can hear God too.

When God Redirects the Wild Ones

Sometimes when I pray, I don’t hear answers. I hear resistance. Doors that won’t open. Plans that crumble in my hands. And that sinking frustration of wondering why nothing is working — especially when my intentions feel pure. But God doesn’t bless my plans just because they’re “good.” He blesses the ones that are aligned.

There have been moments — many, actually — where I’ve had to surrender and whisper through tears: “God… if this isn’t Your way, show me a better one.” And sure enough, it’s in those quiet unravelings that I feel the nudge: It’s not going right because you’re going in the wrong direction. It’s humbling. It’s annoying. It’s grace.

Like Joan of Arc, I’ve had to admit: My battle isn’t always out there — it’s in me. Between my will and God’s. But when I listen… when I course-correct and follow the Voice that never leads me astray… That’s when the fire returns. That’s when the armor fits. That’s when the HOPE Method becomes more than a method — it becomes a movement.

 Soul Practice: The Inner Battle Cry

Write down:

• One thing you know you’re called to do (but fear is holding you back)
• One lie fear is whispering to you about it
• Then write your soul’s response — a truth that sets you free

Say it out loud. Light a candle. Let your fire speak back.

 Final Reflection: Divine Fire Doesn’t Burn — It Awakens

They burned Joan of Arc’s body… But not her mission. Not her legacy. Not the flames she lit in the hearts of those who watched her walk to death without denying her truth. That’s the alchemy of HOPE. You don’t just survive your pain — you become the light that outlives it.