Life has a way of leading us through both light and dark paths.

I have a few vivid memories from my childhood-of being a joyful, creative, free­ spirited child who loved nature and always wondered why people acted the way they did. From a young age, I remember observing others, often feeling as though I wasn’t from this planet. I was connected to the teachings of Jesus through the religion I was brought up in, and I often questioned why we said one thing and did another. His teachings, to me, were about love, compassion, respect, and acceptance. Yet, the world around me seemed hard and different.

Somehow, many of my experiences were hidden from my memory, and it often felt strange not to recall as much as those around me did. Looking at my life now, after more than 40 years, it feels surreal. And when I view it through the lens of my healing journey, it seems long-almost never-ending.

I don’t remember exactly when the pain and suffering began, but it was early­ because aside from a few happy memories, I also recall endless hours lying in bed or sitting on the floor, staring into nothingness, trapped in my thoughts  or crying.

Why is it like this? What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I cope with this world and its people?

And I tried. I tried so hard. I worked myself to exhaustion just to escape those feelings and to fit in.

Yet, no matter what I did, those feelings kept returning.

I was a good, responsible, and caring child. I didn’t touch alcohol or cigarettes until I was 18. I wasn’t rebellious or causing trouble. I didn’t see the point in hurting myself or others-until one day, that changed.

In my late 20s, all the pain I had been suppressing began to manifest in my body. At the time, I was working in hospitality, long hour’s workweeks. I had friends, a social life-on the surface, everything seemed okay. I had finally found a town I liked after moving so many times. But inside, the pain was growing. It didn’t matter how many cigarettes I smoked or how many drinks I had; nothing truly dulled

it.

And then, my back pain began-so severe that I could barely walk or work. That was the moment life forced me to stop. I landed in bed, and all the emotions I had been holding at bay overwhelmed me.

Until then, I had no real understanding of depression or mental health. I didn’t know healing existed. I honestly believed that life was just something you had to cope with.

It was during this time that I began exploring energy medicine and complementary therapies. Reiki, massage, chiropractic care, and Tibetan Rites were the first things that helped my pain. I also attended an introduction to counseling.

That’s when I decided that psychology would be my new path. I worked hard to

prepare for university, enrolling in a Social Work foundation year that would eventually lead to my dream career.

Meanwhile, I continued exploring healing as a hobby-it simply felt good.

I kept seeing advertisements for The College of Psychic Studies and their Healing course. It kept popping up on my computer screen.

Then came a defining moment: I asked myself, What will you do after your studies? And the answer came with such clarity-I will go and learn healing.

That moment changed everything.

I resigned from my university path-the one I had always dreamed of-and chose the one that my heart and soul were

calling me toward. At the time, I barely understood what “Soul” meant. I knew I had one, but I saw it as something separate, something that would leave after I died, not something that was living within me now.

I don’t know when you first met your Soul or learned to listen to your heart. But for me, that was the moment that shifted everything. It changed how I saw the world, how I understood people, and how I envisioned my future.

At that point, I didn’t know about spirituality-I only knew religion. And yet, for the first time, I felt like I could breathe. My body started to relax. I began opening doors to old pains I hadn’t even recognized as pain. Until then, I had simply thought, This is life, and I have to endure it. As I was opening my doors to pain I was opening my Heart to Love.

Within weeks, I packed up and left the town I loved, moving back to London.

That was the real beginning of my healing journey. I never regretted choosing this path because, for the first time, I was truly following me.

And that’s when I started to meet myself­ and lose myself-and find myself again. I repeated those cycles few times – and sometimes still do 🙂 for a brief moments.

Years of living in London took their toll. I’m not a city girl. I love nature, open spaces.

Yet, here I was, in a concrete jungle.

But 2013 marked a turning point.

From that point I started understanding the deeper aspects of the Soul, how our energy is influenced by emotions,

thoughts, experiences, and even the places and people around us. I learned about karma, past lives, and even future ones.

Concepts that once felt cosmic and distant became real. I explored the idea of existence beyond the physical body-of ancestors, dimensions, and the interconnectedness of everything.

I learned about Soul Retrievals-how we lose parts of ourselves through trauma and pain-and how healing can bring them back.

These past 12 years of study, practice, and life experience have felt like lifetimes wrapped into one.

When I started this journey, I was in pain. I felt lost. Many times, I wished I were dead. I believed I didn’t belong. My mind constantly told me I wasn’t enough, that something was wrong with me, that others were somehow better. And worst of all-I believed those thoughts.

I numbed myself with work, with partying, with anything that distracted me from what my heart was feeling.

I moved from place to place, restless­ running away from something. Or maybe running toward something.

It was only in my 30s that I finally allowed myself to explore life on my own terms.

I thought I’d have a career, a family, a home by then. Instead, I was rebuilding myself.

Peeling away the layers of conditioning that told me I couldn’t be me.

I questioned. I observed.

Some talk about spiritual awakening – my first one that I remember started that summer when I was only 28 – but there were many before when I was a child that I had forgotten about, and they kept arriving. In my healing journey, it felt like I was going through layers of awakening, some gentle and others painful. I got to experience what it feels like when our consciousness shifts and how differently we see our world after those moments.

I was truly lucky on my healing journey and got to meet wonderful teachers and people who showed me how to live from the heart. I was mesmerized by some of their Souls shining so strongly through their eyes, by their strength, as well as their kindness and softness at the same time.

They truly helped me to stay on my Healers Path in the moments of doubting, dark nights of the Soul and showed me my light.

I am feeling truly privileged now to not only have new career path I never dreamed of that is exciting and expanding as well as following my Souls Path and it’s Destiny.

While walking my path I heard people and my clients asking me – how much more do I have to work on myself? How much time will it take to heal? How many sessions do I need? And I asked those questions many times as well. Until I stopped as I understood that those questions come from impatience and the need to fix. And healing isn’t about fixing – it is about reminding us how to feel again.

On the healing journey, what we call “work on ourselves” truly means that we are meeting parts that were never met. We get to the spaces within ourselves that were never noticed or loved, and we create a different reality not only for ourselves but also for this world, for the people around us, and most of all, for future generations.

We not only heal ourselves; in this way, we heal the world. We have a chance to build a new sustainable society.

Healing is not something that everyone has to do – it is a personal choice. And as an observer of people and the world, I know we become better people and create differently when we are healing. Our children don’t have to experience as much pain as we or generations before us did. And if that is the case, why not choose that path? Don’t we all want to create a better world – especially seeing everything that is happening in our currently built society structure?

I think the purpose of healing is to live our lives from a space of connection with our heart that is loving, with joy and energy that comes in, and with hope for a better tomorrow.

It doesn’t mean that we won’t experience life, it doesn’t mean pain won’t happen, or old pains won’t revisit from time to time to show us another layer that needs attention, and it doesn’t mean we won’t make mistakes – it means that we will be able to navigate those with more compassion.

Life, I have learned, has a way of leading us through both light and dark paths, and it is our responsibility to take the steering wheel of our ships and navigate as best we can, letting our Souls be our North Star and our Hearts be our compass.

I made my choice, not an easy one, and I found my path. Often on it, I feel lonely, and sometimes darkness wants to creep back in. However, my Star shines strong, so after my storms, the sky clears, and I see who I am at my ore beyond my life experiences.

Here is where I find peace.

And maybe if we all find more peace within ourselves, we will see more peace in our external world. If we could heal

generational traumas of war, what could we see? I hope we could see more love.

You have your own choices to make – that is where our biggest power as humans resides – our willpower. We have a freedom of choice. We can build our lives with so much more freedom than any generation before us could. And yet, somehow, even though our cages are open and we are free to walk out and create our lives, we stay in, like rats that are well-trained and controlled by comfort zones.

I sometimes go to my little cage, take a rest, and then decide – there is too much life to live and a world on the outside to experience, I remember only have one life in this lifetime to live:-). And so, I continue my healing path. I continue to make changes in my world and around me, to become better person, as that is what I can do. And I have chosen to shine brighter than I ever could in my old cage.

What about you? What is your story? What is your heart whispering? Are you connected to your Soul? Can you hear its whispers? When has your journey begun?

Where is your journey taking you next? What would you like to see in your world, and in our world? What would you like to leave for our younger generations? What would you like to create for yourself?

Would you like a healing as a journey to accompany you in those creations?

Those questions I leave with you to answer and maybe one day we meet.

With Love,

Anna