I’ve always known — deep in my bones — that I’m here to do big things.

To be a river of abundance, a source of wealth and upliftment, with enough to flow through me and nourish everyone around me.

That inner knowing has always been there, even when others couldn’t see it — when they said I was too much, or not enough, or questioned my drive and tenacity.

I knew where I was going.

But what I didn’t know, at first, was how to get there.

At some point, I realized: the version of me that could hold that kind of vibrancy and wealth couldn’t come from where I was standing. Something had to change.

So, I began to show up.

Not perfectly. Not always gracefully. But honestly.

And that choice — to show up for myself, over and over — became my medicine.

It was messy at first: tears on the yoga mat, dancing barefoot on the EARTH, resting when I wanted to quit, saying no to what drained me, and yes to what lit me up.

Through the overwhelm, the healing, the doubt — I kept showing up.

And slowly, I began to wake up in every cell of my body.

I began to embody what I’d always known I was meant for: a vibrant, abundant, real, and joyful life.