From the outside I had the perfect life.
I was good at most things, excelled at school and in sport, had loving parents, food, shelter, education and choices.
But something happened that made me live a lie.
The lie that I was happy and together and on the way to greatness.
It takes courage to face the lies
I imploded, slowly and violently, until I lay in a heap on the floor, collapsing from the constant effort it took to look happy and perfect.
It did take many years to stand tall again – and although it seemed impossible to get up from what I believed were defeats and failures – I did.
I looked depression straight in the eye.
I challenged the lies.
I confronted abusers.
And I believed in my wellness more than in my symptoms.
My years as a volunteer
I had apparently signed up to volunteer for the following experiences in this lifetime:
- Lack of self-worth
- Feeling abandoned
- And victimhood.
And seeing that I became quite fed-up with these roles, and the repetitiveness of certain patterns – I embarked on a mission to discover what lay beneath these Soul destroying beliefs.
So I started unravelling myself.
And as I became undone –I involuntarily became my own expert.
The years became 2 decades, as I ventured into the Mystery of me.
But before you think it was all a jasmine scented garden – let me tell you that it was not.
Birthing and creating is a messy business.
Just when I thought I’d tried it all
Two new companions showed up.
Yoga and travelling.
So here I am, ready to share my insights gained on these unbelievable trips and sojourns into my Soul… And into India, Africa and beyond.
Warning – as this tale unfolds itself into stories of cathedrals, deserts and magic yoga mat rides – you might find yourself really enjoying the read. If you’re not into new perspectives, on age-old issues, don’t read on…