More Than Gold by Sonja – The Archangel’s Journey Necklace

Some souls come to Earth not for ease, but for a divine mission—one that demands suffering, endurance, and a heart too vast for this world. These souls are not ordinary. They are the ones destined to become Archangels. But to ascend, they must first endure the hardest paths, the ones that test the very fabric of their existence.

My soul sister Sonja was one of these souls.

She was born into a system designed to break women before they ever learn they have wings. A system that teaches little girls to be obedient, self-sacrificing, and endlessly forgiving. A system that grooms women to be caretakers of everyone but themselves.

Raised in a strict Mormon household, Sonja was not given the freedom to discover who she truly was. She was a prisoner in the role she had been programmed to fulfill: the perfect wife, the dutiful mother, the woman who exists solely to serve. And because she had been taught that love means endurance, she stayed.

This is the fate of so many women—especially those with hearts too big for this world. We are conditioned to give until there is nothing left of us. To pour love into empty vessels, to shrink ourselves for the comfort of men, to silence our screams because "good women" do not make noise. We are told that suffering is noble, that sacrifice is beautiful, that endurance is proof of our worth. And when we finally break, the world blames us for not being stronger.

The universe tried to wake Sonja up. First, her father took his own life—proof that the suffering she carried had deep roots. Then, one evening after work, a man she did not know leapt from a building and landed right in front of her car. The weight of human despair was crashing into her life over and over again, but like so many women who have been conditioned to endure, she could not see it for what it was. She still believed that if she just loved enough, if she just tried harder, things would change.

But the universe does not whisper forever. It starts as a nudge, then a push, and if we still refuse to see, it will shake the very ground beneath us.

And the world around her did not help. No one saw her suffering. They only saw the mask she was forced to wear. They praised her as a mother, a wife, a woman who "had it all"—but never once did they ask if she was happy, if she was safe, if she was even allowed to breathe.

And now, she is gone. Another woman stolen by a system that teaches us to be everything for everyone except ourselves.

This necklace, More Than Gold by Sonja, is not just a tribute—it is a call to awaken. A call to break the programming that tells us we must be good before we can be free. A reminder that we are not just soft, nurturing beings—we are fire and storm and survival itself.

Let this piece be a symbol of transformation. A reminder that darkness is not something to fear, but to embrace. That when the world tries to erase us, we must become louder, bolder, and unapologetically alive.

In Sonja’s honor, I invite you to listen to her podcast, where she shared her heart, her struggles, and her truth. Let her voice remind you that you are never alone, that your pain is seen, and that your story matters.

Listen here: https://open.spotify.com/episode/55Vl8Q4ezHak4WH0vKSkvg?si=6oNme9ilRguJQ1Q2SUn5Cw