01/06/2026
This girl.
This girl who started her search for the perfect rush when she was very young. She searched in all the places - rollercoasters, psychedelics, lust, yoga… she travelled the world trying to find her connection to god.
At 17, she walked into a class that blew the lid off. It was that high she was searching for. That unbreakable connection to source that she’d only read about in rumi poems and that sparkled in the distance from the beaming lights at a rave.
It was the beginning of walking a 20yr path. Stumbling a path. Running a path and dropping to her knees on the path over and over again.
Some days it was ecstasy. Some days, it was a gruelling hell.
Some days, she tried to leave the path - f**k it - she’d think. She could get a faster high elsewhere. But the path always offered a touchstone when those other highs became destructive.
After 20 years, she continues on the path. Climbing it’s mountains and ravines. She returns to it in times of great mourning and joy. Through deaths and births.
This girl, now a woman & a mother, is me.
I stand at the mouth of the next 20 years as a teacher and forever a student. I stand at the beginning, not completely unscathed but willing to carry what little I’ve learned into the sessions I teach.
This path, although not for everyone, is waiting to transform you. Quietly, subtly - sometimes not so - gently & fierce.
Cheers to the next 20yrs.
AKAAL 🖤🖤
