I’d be lying if I said I never had doubts. In this line of work, there are moments where I pause and wonder: Am I truly meant to be doing this? When I meet new clients, I sometimes feel a little nervous. A little shy. I wonder if they’ll fully open, if they’ll allow themselves to experience what they’re capable of receiving. And sometimes the quiet question appears: Am I good enough for this work? But every time those thoughts arise, I return to the present moment and rememb

I didn’t know it then, but this was where I was always meant to arrive. Nothing about this journey happened the way I planned. And that’s how I knew I was finally listening because I stopped trying to control it. This was never meant to be a travel journal. I thought I would write about places. The beauty. The movement. The things I could point to and say, I was here, I did that. But somewhere along the way, something changed. I was in the Siwa Oasis in Egypt, reminiscing on