From the time I was young, I had a clear knowing of what wasn't noticeable to the naked eye. I could feel what people weren't saying. I had an internal lie detector, a gut instinct that was never wrong; yet, I was taught to keep quiet about it, to disregard my intuition. I found myself in a pattern of unhealthy, controlling, psychologically abusive relationships. Sadly, I'd already been trained to ignore the very gift that could have saved me. I woke up every morning with a knot in my chest, knowing something was fundamentally wrong with my life, but second-guessing every instinct that screamed at me to leave.

 

The anxiety and depression became overwhelming, so I became to disassociate because I didn't know any other way to cope. Every decision I made was about fitting into some invisible mold of what success and acceptance were supposed to look like, and I began to feel as though I was suffocating.

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The scariest part wasn't the unhappiness—it was the silence. I had spent so long dismissing my own knowing that I didn't have the words to express what I was feeling. I couldn't articulate why I felt so disconnected from myself, why every day felt like I was betraying some essential part of who I was meant to be. I stayed quiet and kept performing the role I thought I was supposed to play.

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One morning, I asked myself a simple question: What brought me joy when I was a child, before the world told me who I should be?

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The answer came immediately: art, nature, magic, mysticism. The things that made me feel alive were the exact things I'd buried to appear "normal" and "successful." And beneath all of that—my intuition. The gift I'd been taught to silence. My inner child was calling me home.

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That's when I knew. This wasn't my life. This was someone else's script, and I was done reading from it. More importantly, I was done ignoring the part of me that had been trying to guide me home all along.

I did the terrifying thing. I started listening to my gut, and it told me to quit my job, end my relationship, break a newly signed lease, and move to South America with no clear plan—just a deep knowing that I had to choose myself for once. I had to choose to trust myself again.

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What happened next changed everything. I experienced an instantaneous spiritual awakening, but I had no roadmap, no tools, no guide. I was cracked wide open with nowhere to turn. That's when I realized my work wasn't just about leaving the physical baggage behind. I needed to release the emotional and mental baggage I'd been carrying—not just my own, but generations of ancestral wounds that had been silently shaping my life.

I had to heal my inner child—the one who was told her gifts were wrong, who learned to stay small and quiet. I had to build an entirely new foundation. One where I could safely and confidently step into my gifts without apology, without shame, without shrinking to make others comfortable.

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I intimately understand what it feels like to have gifts you've been taught to suppress. I know the loneliness of wanting to change but being terrified to step forward. I know what it's like to not have the words for what you're experiencing, to feel silenced by your own uncertainty—and worse, to silence your own intuition because everyone around you said you were wrong.

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My work of using reiki, mediumship, and even creating shaman bags exists for the woman who feels that same pull—the one who knows there's more to life than what she's been taught, who's ready to reclaim her voice, her power, and her intuition, but doesn't quite know how to begin. The woman who's tired of performing, tired of fitting in, tired of dismissing that gut feeling that's never been wrong, and ready to remember who she truly is. The woman whose inner child is ready to be seen, heard, and celebrated.

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You don't need to have it all figured out. You just need to say yes to yourself—once. Just once. You deserve to feel powerful, calm, and deeply connected. You deserve to come home to your true nature. You deserve to reconnect with the innocent, magical part of yourself that knew the truth all along. You deserve to know that whatever choice you make on this journey, you are loved, supported, and celebrated.

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Your spiritual path isn't something to apologize for. It's your birthright.