The Journey Within: On a full moon night, a blue eagle took my hand and guided me to soar above my illusions. The curtains of perception opened, revealing past lives lived high in the Andes. With the eagle’s eyes, I flew over my story and connected with the ancestry in my DNA and the journey of my soul.
It expanded my mind and revealed that the only true path is the path of the heart. The bridge I needed to cross was the one connecting my intuition — my third eye — to my heart. But to do that, I had to find the courage to change course and start again. I had to see that my story is my greatest power and that true transformation requires facing and understanding my shadows.
It was in this deep reflection that the serpent appeared, bringing the cleansing and wisdom of the forest. The queen of medicines slid through my soul, teaching me to shed what no longer served me, just as she sheds her skin. Her silent movement showed me that healing starts with surrender, and renewal is the path to rebirth.
And in the quiet of the cocoon, the butterfly came, bringing the gift of transformation. She reminded me that to grow wings, I had to face the darkness of the process. With her lightness, she showed me that blooming happens only when we embrace every step of the journey, even the hardest ones.
To bloom, even from the mud, like the lotus flower that found its place within me.
When we open the doors of the heart, we discover a whole universe waiting to be explored. Inside lies every answer, every healing, and the essence of who we are.
And it was in the union of these ancestral medicines that I found myself.