Alana and I jumped on a call.
I saw the queen in her and met her in her shadows.
I didn't offer a helping hand. I just stood by her side. Reminded her of her crown and we moved through some beautifully big stuff.
I work with trauma release. We released trauma.
She later messaged me and shared that the powerful poem below was born the day after our session together.
Please gift this moment to yourself.
Put on your headphones,
close your eyes,
bring your hands to womb space and listen to the masterpiece below.
True story: It got a (different) client of mine high during a session of ours!... This woman, Inka Linda, is POWERFUL!
I remember the start of my journey - my journey into women, into the power of women, into the power of myself. I remember it potently...
We were stuck in a rut. One which seemed so impossible to figure out.
Like a complex escape room puzzle where we always felt so close to cracking the code.
It was always so unpredictable as to whether we'd be madly in love, dropped in deep and feeling like the best thing in the world - or triggered up and resolving the bullet wounds of verbal torture.