Spiritual Struggles & Lessons

The Night That Changed Everything

I was around 14–16 when it happened. My friends and I were out late when a group of people attacked us. In the chaos, we got separated, and I was dragged away. They tried to do something horrible, but somehow, I broke free and ran.Panic took over as I searched for a place to hide. Every gate I tried was locked—until one wasn’t. Without thinking, I slipped inside and found myself in a church garden. The night was long. I was alone, terrified, but safe.By morning, I walked out of that place knowing something had changed. At the time, I couldn’t fully explain it, but deep down, I knew I hadn’t been alone that night. Someone—something—had guided me to safety.For a while, I searched for answers in churches, hoping to feel that same sense of protection again. But every time I stepped inside, it felt… empty. No connection. No sign. It was confusing, almost like I was looking in the wrong place.That’s when I understood: I wasn’t meant to find my path in a church. My angels had been with me all along, not waiting for me inside a building but walking beside me, guiding me in their own way.

A Connection Beyond This World and the Lessons of Betrayal

A few years later, I fell in love—deeply, completely. He wasn’t just my boyfriend; he was someone I felt truly connected to, almost like our souls recognized each other. But that love came with pain. He betrayed me, and the heartbreak shattered something inside me.

During this relationship I had my first real what-the-hell-just-happened moment. I knew he was cheating on me. Not because I saw texts or caught him lying—no. I literally pointed at a random woman at a bus stop and just knew she was the one. And guess what? She was. I wasn’t proud of being right, but I was scared of myself. My boyfriend freaked out when I confronted him and stopped talking to me for weeks, calling me a witch. To be honest, I had no idea what was happening either, but something inside me had just clicked.

Yet, even after we parted, the connection didn’t break. I could still feel him. It was strange, almost unsettling. I would sense his emotions, know when he was struggling, even dream of him in ways that felt more like real conversations than dreams.

The Friendships and Losses

I met my best friend when I was 20. She was spiritual, and through her, I started to heal and grow. She helped me open up to things I never knew existed. But then fast forward 13 years… we drifted apart. It wasn’t a fight, and it wasn’t angry. It just happened. I had a dream once that explained it to me: I couldn’t fully unlock my own spiritual gifts because I was so connected to hers. Our bond was too strong. I know, it sounds like some dramatic movie scene. But it’s true. I trust that one day, our relationship might come back, but for now, I had to let it go to keep growing.

And then, there was my niece. We were practically sisters, only five months apart, but she just stopped talking to me one day. No explanation, no fight, just silence. I can’t explain it, and I won’t pretend to. But something shifted in me, and through it, me and my husband found an unexpected friendship with her ex-boyfriend, who also happens to be on his own spiritual journey. He’s incredibly intelligent and looks at the world through a completely different lens, which helps me expand my own view of things.

Where I Am Now (and How It’s All Coming Together)

So here I am, navigating life, spirituality, and all the crazy twists and turns. Meditation is now part of my daily routine, and I’m still doing family constellation work because I genuinely believe we’re all here to learn from each other. Every second is an opportunity to grow and improve.

I’m not perfect, and I’m still figuring things out, but what I know for sure is this: My spiritual gifts are here to guide me, and I’m learning to trust them more and more. I’m still having fun with it, laughing at the weird things that happen, and enjoying the company of my family, my partner, and the incredible people I meet through my business.

Through it all, I’m choosing to put myself first. It’s my time now, and I’m learning that to move forward and grow, I need to focus on myself. I’ve always been the caring type, always putting others first, but lately, I’ve realized that prioritizing myself is necessary for my growth. This isn’t selfish; it’s simply a part of the process. By putting myself first, I can continue to evolve and give more to others in the long run.

As I continue on this path, I also feel called to help other healers who’ve already discovered their gifts but might be struggling to bring them into the world. Whether you’re looking to build a business around your spiritual work or exchange your gifts for something tangible, I’m here to support that. How I’ll be doing this will unfold in future posts, so stay tuned!

“Maybe the journey isn’t so much about becoming anything. Maybe its about unbecoming everything that isn’t really you, so you can be who you were meant to be in the first place.” —Paul Coelho