My spiritual awakening began on a trip to Bali.

At the time, like many around me, I was focused on achieving more—more success, more status, more things. I believed that the right job, the right title, and the right possessions would bring me happiness. Yet beneath it all, I felt empty… disconnected from purpose and from myself.

In the winter of 2003, my husband and I traveled to Bali, Indonesia—a destination that had long been on our bucket list. If I’m honest, I was searching for happiness somewhere outside of me.

And I found it… just not in the way I expected.

I witnessed a way of life that was deeply rooted in gratitude, presence, and connection. The Balinese people, with so little in material possessions, radiated a kind of joy and fulfillment that I had never experienced. It stirred something in me—something I could not ignore.

That moment became a turning point.
It was the beginning of my awakening.

I don’t come from a place of religion or formal theology. I am not a guru or a minister. My path has been one of direct experience—of remembering.

Through my work in shamanism, yoga, Reiki, and Integrated Energy Therapy, I’ve come to understand a simple truth:

Light is love.
And love is infinite.

We are not separate from it—we are it.

We are both human and divine, grounded and expansive. The universe does not exist outside of us; it lives within us, just as we live within it. Everything—every person, every being, every element of this Earth—carries spirit. We are all part of the same creation, the same vibration.

There is no hierarchy here. No separation.

Just remembrance.

We are divine.
We are love.
We are one.

And in that remembering…

I AM.