For nearly ten years, I took part in ceremonies, rituals and sought out healers. I followed many different spiritual paths until one day, I just stopped. Like the journey of The Alchemist, I came to realise that all these paths lead to the same place, that the treasure was under my feet the whole time. That treasure was self-awareness.
Now, I listen to my inner elder, shamaness, wise woman.
Now, I take seriously the wisdom of my body feelings, even risking being wrong.
Now, I follow myself.