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:

• Depression
• 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…