Tag: purpose
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THE VICTIM’S JEALOUSY
Four years ago, a big underlying pattern that kept me small for almost my entire life and made me not step up in my soul business became conscious to me. I was already two years into my purpose work and spent night and day journeying with my soul remembrances, studying and practicing my own teachings.…
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BYE BYE, OLD WAY
I’m finally giving myself to HER. I distrusted HER. I fell forth and back. And every time, SHE slapped me into my face. Every time, SHE made me have my nose on the ground smelling the Earth. SHE made me feel the pain in my physical body. So that I remember and come home. What…
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ABOUT UNBEARABLE CHALLENGES
Sometimes, these challenges we signed up for and that are part of our soul contract for the purpose of serving our soul’s highest growth and evolution in this lifetime seem unbearable. I don’t know about you, but this year, the unbearable felt even more unbearable and seemingly impossible to master. Then you have your time…
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THE 3 FEMININE CORE WOUNDS
What do these titles spark in you: whore, bitch and witch? Has someone ever called you like that with a negative connotation? Back in the days, Mary Magdalene was found guilty of all of them. She was called a prostitute for being trained in sexual alchemy and practicing sacred sexuality. She was called a bitch…
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YOUR INNER GODDESS RISING
There comes a point in a woman’s life when she cannot ignore the knocking of her inner goddess anymore. There’s something arising deep inside from her womb which is so primal und thus, so familiar and foreign at the same time – yet, it is unstoppable. She awakens to her golden cage she locked herself…
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MAMMA AYAHUASCA – A LESSON IN SURRENDER
Mamma Ayahuasca, I love you. I am grateful for what you have done for me. It was Friday afternoon, May 15th in 2020, when *Hilmo picked me up to drive to the house of him and his wife *Diana (*names are changed due to safety reasons) where the ceremony would take place. I was the…
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Women & Depression
Before sitting down and writing this post I was swaying my hips from side to side, shaking my pelvis and thus, connecting with this precious treasure of infinite wisdom and creative potential stored within my womb space. And no, this is not how I used to live my life, let alone embody my creativity. I…
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