28 February 2025
Waking up this morning, I wished I could be home with my family—just for a moment. But instead, I unrolled my yoga mat and allowed my breath to guide me through the movement. My room here at the ashram has enough space to stretch and flow, and for that, I’m grateful. It’s not a fancy gym or studio, but it holds me.
The truth is, I hope to return to consistent training soon. I want to feel strong again. The last year has taken a toll on my body—not just physically, but energetically. Between spiritual downloads and emotional upgrades, my system has been recalibrating. And while I’m deeply grateful for the transformation, I miss feeling powerful in my body.
Before coming to India, I spent five intense months diving into a 13-week Reality Creation Process—an experience that felt, at times, like a spiritual crucifixion. I worked through layer after layer of outdated beliefs, conditioning, and emotional residue. The program was life-changing, painful, beautiful, and deeply confronting.
It’s astonishing to realize that I’m now living the reality I once visualized. That my dreams are beginning to materialize. But the truth no one tells you is this: when we call in alignment, we often have to let go of everything that isn’t. And that process can be brutal.
In asking for my work, relationships, and environment to align with my soul’s path, I didn’t fully understand what would fall away. Relationships shifted. Friendships dissolved. The things and people that once felt safe were no longer in resonance. I’ve had to surrender again and again—to the unknown, to the void, to the space between endings and beginnings.
But with every surrender, a new version of me emerges.
Tonight, while listening to the masterclass for Week 5, a realization hit me: this exact situation—the quiet, the space, the unstructured time at the ashram—is what I asked for. It’s a direct result of the intentions I set months ago.
I had to laugh. Of course it is.
When we step into the role of conscious creator, life mirrors us instantly. I’m learning that my words, my thoughts, and my energy are spells. They shape my world. One small example? Years ago, I joked that if I ever got to choose a car, I’d pick a Suzuki Swift. And when the time came, that was the car that showed up—the only option available to me.
We are powerful beyond measure.
I’m still learning to wield that power wisely—to speak with intention, to create from a place of trust rather than fear. But the deeper I go, the more I realize: reality is ours to shape. We don’t have to wait for permission. We just have to remember who we are.
