Moving into a more secure attachment style

We tend to walk through life thinking we’re the characters in a movie because we’re deeply invested in the play. Identifying with our thoughts, emotions and the character itself. A whole lifetime of crafting, refining and maintaining the self. When we begin to shed enough layers, the identification loosens. We might begin to realize we’re simply the screen where the movie is unfolding. This open space where everything rises and falls within. Then, even deeper, we recognize we

When the truth of oneness is almost too hard to look at.

An experience of pure awareness

What a Kundalini rising can show us, how it can transform us and how we'll never be the same after it awakens.

Over the cours of our lives we develop sticky thoughts, beliefs and stories. When we remove these webs, we gain freedom.

When our most controlling partner in life is our sense of self.

Surrendering into manifestation

The ego clings to land. Solid, fixed and predictable. Yet truth dances in reflections. Shifting fluidly as consciousness flows.

When we judge, reject, cling, label, or define ourselves and others, we create filters. These filters blur reality, keeping us from truly seeing, genuinely feeling, and authentically embodying the fullness of life as it unfolds. But what if every experience simply moved through us like a wave? When we no longer believe experiences define us, when they carry no meaning about who we are, and when we trust our own capacity to meet them, each moment becomes beautiful. Nothing cli

The crown moves through a tunnel at the speed of light. Where it’s shown everyone perceiving, experiencing and expressing differently and how it’s meant to be this way. How it’s all happening in this very moment. Passing through the tunnel shows more and more people, until everyone on the planet passes by the field. Revealing that everything is exactly the way it’s meant to be, an infinite amount of expressions and experinces, all unique. The heart based version of the same t

In the depth of my despair, when everything I thought I knew about myself felt like a lie, the only image that brought relief was a fantasy of being consumed by the ocean. I didn’t recognize at the time the significance of this beautifully morbid longing, to swim deep into the sea, to completely surrender, and to let her consume me whole. The vision felt like home, like comfort, like freedom. It wasn’t death that called to me, but surrender itself, the release, the consumptio

When the barriers of projection, judgement and pity fall away, we're left with truth.

Acceptance is key to happiness. We drop the bullshit and move into the present moment without the baggage of the past.

What once felt like my entire life was crashing down uppon me. Later I'd call it a massive ego death. Now feels more like a profound reorganization of truth. The dissolving of what was never truly me, so that something more whole could emerge. At the time, reality itself seemed to lose shape, and all I could do was surrender to the unknown. Now, with perspective, I recognize how natural the process was. It feels much like being caught in an undertow. As a teenager, I was once

The aloneness of seeing the world from a different colour pallet.

Living in fear doesn’t mean what I once thought it meant. If you had asked me last year if I live in a state of fear I would have said no. Consciously I didn’t feel I was living in fear. I had mastered the skill of not worrying, had very little anxiety and could manage so many stressful things with grace. What I wasn’t aware of at the time was that huge pieces of my identity were fabricated in fear. My perception of reality and lies I’d tell myself were based in fear. My inab

The freedom of no longer obsessively maintaining an identity

As the tornado dissipates, you might find yourself in a vast open field. You no longer remember who you were or where you were going. When the winds turn into stillness, you’ll realize there’s nothing as far as the eye can see. You try calling out, but there’s nothing…. You stand up… look around…. Sit down again…. Who were you? Where were you going? Are you supposed to be doing something now? You realize the awareness that once felt threatening and almost violent has now shif

The quiet is so big and vast and empty. A sense of unease begins to cloud the open empty field. The field is now an old house. Pieces of your hurt ego are watching through the windows. Where did they come from? Hadn’t you already freed them? You close the blinds, but they start knocking on the doors. They’re everywhere, trying to get in. The more you resist them, the louder and more terrifying they become. You change your approach, open the doors and welcome them in. Embrace