This is Part 2 of a 3-part series on intuition, healing, and transformation.
After my father passed, I returned to my home in Ajax and felt a deep knowing: our time together was coming to an end.
I wasn’t ready to sell yet, I was grieving, and I needed time. So I gave myself space.
For the next year and a half, I traveled. I said yes to the 20-year-old version of me who once longed for adventure but chose stability instead. I explored, I healed, and I discovered pieces of myself in places far from home.
But expansion always brings confrontation. In the fall of 2024, shadows surfaced. Old beliefs and patterns, the ones that told me I had to sacrifice myself for everyone else, rose up. It was painful. There were days when I questioned if I wanted to stay on this Earth at all.
That inner turmoil culminated in a near-death experience with an eighteen-wheeler. Within inches of impact, I swerved. My soul had made a choice: to stay. To live. To recommit to being here fully, not half-in, not half-hidden, but fully embodied.
From that moment, everything shifted.
By the end of December, I surrendered completely. I chose myself. And in that surrender, life unfolded in ways I could not have scripted. A beautiful new relationship arrived, aligned with the energy of trust and ease I had been cultivating.
It was proof that when we choose ourselves, when we commit to being here, in this body, on this Earth, the universe responds.
