I had it all planned out, after school my dad had promised me a car for my good school report, an apartment near the city and a college to study whatever I was passionate about (I had many diverse passions but didn't want to rely on them for money).

Sadly, he passed away when I was 15. My mom with 3 kids to raise couldn't make me the same offer. So when I graduated high school with just a few hundreds in my purse, I headed to the city anyway, scared and lost and still very heart sore.

I got my first job as a waitress in the city and was staying on my friend's couch. Not qualified or experienced to do anything else and just barely paying my bills, I became angry, frustrated and hateful of my own life.

God/Universe sent, I was able to start my inward healing when I met my, still today, best friend.

She would say things like, "believe in yourself, you can do it, just have faith, you can make your dreams come true". I didn't know it at the time, but these became my mantras.

Embarrassed about my basic serving job, while my friends were living the university life, I saved up to head over seas where I hoped better opportunities lay.

I covered a large part of the world enslaving myself to millionaires at many high demand, high stress, high end hospitality establishments, slowly making my way up the career ladder. Even my 110% service efforts would go unappreciated and seen as expected.

In 2020, I decided I needed a soul journey and planned to work my way through Asia. A friend offered to host me in Vietnam while I found a teaching job earning much lower than I had been used to but with a more balanced lifestyle. I arrived in Hong Kong which was my connecting flight to Vietnam, when they informed me that borders world wide had just shut down due to a virus. I was in one of the most expensive cities in the world, alone with my minimal savings and had to find a way to survive.

Hustling for cheap rent, online teaching jobs and reaching out to Facebook groups for like minded connections in a time when everyone was isolated, I managed to make ends meet and to still pursue my exploration of the Eastern culture and soul growth.

After a year in Hong Kong, immigration notified me that after three weeks they would no longer extend my visa. Again, feelings of "what now, how, and where to" shadowed my mind. To leave a life I had worked so hard to create for myself...

I knew my quest was not over. Even when all was dark, the mantra to believe myself, and trust the journey rather that the how or why, was all I had.

With my little savings, there was a way into Bali. All the lessons I had learnt along my journey about trusting in my path despite the fears and doubts, were being put to the test.


I decided to take a week to familiarize myself with this new culture and headed to the Gili Islands. But even in paradise, my mind drifted into fear and I hit rock bottom.

In my absolute dismay, I came across a group of friends who invited me to a live women empowerment workshop in a soulful sisterhood community. This was it! My answer.

It was the dream I had wished for but up until then I hadn't had any platform that would give me the security, freedom, future wealth and health I wanted for my life.

I made the decision, and alignment after alignment has shown me that my dreams are manifesting.

Setting intensions of love and allowing the flow of life is the greatest lesson I have learnt and will keep growing in.

I want this for all those whom have lost themselves, over being enslaved to a career that takes more of our precious life than it gives.