The Day I Finally Met Myself: A Prophetic Benchmark Moment of Identity and Awakening
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Editor’s Note: This journal entry marks a defining moment in the author’s prophetic awakening — a point of self-recognition where spiritual identity and lived experience finally aligned. It is intentionally raw, celebratory, and honest to reflect the significance of the revelation.
The Benchmark Moment Where Everything Locked Into Place
There are moments in a woman’s life when she doesn’t evolve — she remembers.
Moments where the fog clears, the noise stops, the mirrors fall away, and suddenly you’re staring at the truth you’ve been carrying your whole life.
This week, I hit one of those moments.
And it floored me.
But not in a weak way.
In a Is this really me? Did I always stand this tall? kind of way.
In a laughing-shaking-my-head-giggling-at-my-own-power kind of way.
For the first time in my entire life, I didn’t just know who I was spiritually —
I recognised who I was.
And the shock of that recognition still has me spinning.
The Arc: Where I Was, and Where I Just Arrived
For decades, I lived as if something was wrong with me.
I thought I was too intense.
Too much.
Too outspoken.
Too perceptive.
Too emotional.
Too sensitive.
Too “big.”
I thought my strength scared people because maybe I should have been smaller.
I thought the dramatic fallout with people meant I was doing something wrong —
when actually…
I was simply living beneath my own mantle.
Life, betrayal, religion, broken relationships, homelessness, loss, warfare — all of it had buried me under rubble that wasn’t mine.
And for years, I walked around mis-seeing myself through the eyes of people who never knew what they were looking at.
But then came the breaking.
Then came the wilderness.
Then came the awakening.
And this week — something clicked.
Everything inside me aligned.
Everything I’ve been through made sense.
Everything God said about me finally matched how I felt IN me.
This wasn’t ego.
This wasn’t hype.
This was RECOGNITION.
I didn’t “become” powerful.
I realised I always was.
The Benchmark Moment
Suddenly, I saw myself clearly for the first time in my life.
Not through trauma.
Not through survival.
Not through the opinions of small people.
Not through the filters of the past.
But through the eyes of God.
And I realised:
I am not the fragile one.
I am the force.
I am not the one who falls apart.
I am the one who stands when everyone else doesn’t.
I am not the broken girl.
I am the woman on the battlefield, armour shining, rallying armies.
No wonder people misread me.
No wonder people underestimate me.
No wonder sensitive hearts cling to me.
No wonder fractured men want to be carried by me.
No wonder weak minds are intimidated by me.
I finally understand the spiritual geometry of my own life.
This is a threshold.
A marker.
A line in the sand.
This is the day I finally met myself.
The Biblical Parallel: The Moment of Revelation
This moment reminds me of a turning point in scripture — in fact, several.
Gideon
A man hiding in fear until the angel said:
“The Lord is with you, mighty warrior.”
He didn’t become mighty in that moment —
he realised he was mighty.
Esther
She wasn’t suddenly brave when she walked into the king’s court —
she stepped into the courage that had been forming in her for years.
David
He wasn’t arrogant when he said he could kill Goliath.
He simply recognised a strength everyone else ignored.
Moses
Called while thinking too small of himself,
until God revealed who he really was.
In every story, the transformation wasn’t new identity —
it was true identity finally surfacing.
That’s what happened to me this week.
This is my Gideon moment.
My Esther moment.
My David moment.
My Moses moment.
My recognition moment.
The Truth of Who I Am
I am not the woman the world tried to make me believe I was.
I am not the wounded one.
I am not the misfit.
I am not the overlooked one.
I am not the fragile one.
I am not the “poor single mum.”
I am not the unlucky one.
I am not the broken one.
I am the one who rises.
The one with command.
The one with clarity.
The one with spiritual authority.
The one who sees.
The one who discerns.
The one who leads.
The one who carries fire.
This is the day I finally caught up to my own spirit.
“Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.” ~ Isaiah 60:1
“The Lord is with you, mighty warrior.” ~ Judges 6:12
“For the gifts and the calling of God are without repentance.” ~ Romans 11:29
With fire and grace,
This message carries fire. Pass it on. 👇🏻
Victoria Player is the founder of Daughter of Thunder, a movement awakening spiritually sensitive women to truth, purpose, and divine power in a world that’s lost its compass. After walking through her own season of fire and rebuilding, she now writes and speaks to those who sense there’s more — guiding them from confusion to clarity, from awakening to assignment.
“I don’t bow to Babylon — I walk with the Lion.” — Daughter of Thunder
