How do I know if I am healing? How can I truly tell whether I am walking the right path?

These questions return to me again and again.

I’ve spent much of my life concerned with how I use my time, wary of filling it with knowledge or pursuits that might not carry true meaning for me.

In my twenties, I felt a strong pull toward Western Astrology, and for a year I immersed myself in it—yet I did not continue. Years before, I had the urge to play an instrument. I studied violin for two years, then set it down. There are other examples, but what I wish to share is this: it may not make sense in the moment, it may appear to be failure or a false start—but with time, the bigger picture begins to reveal itself. Slowly, the pieces find their place.

When we look back, so much of what we call “success” or “failure” depends entirely on the perspective from which we see.

Just yesterday, I felt myself exactly where I wanted to be. My daughter was in the middle of a storm over her clothing, and instead of being swept into it, I chose silence. By staying quiet, I shifted the momentum of that moment. And in the space I left, her father stepped forward—calm, steady, grounded. My silence gave him room, and his presence gave me a renewal on my perspective.

It wasn’t the first time he has reminded me of what truly matters in the midst of chaos. This is why I find this moment so significant for me and for us as a family.

When one of us falters and the other holds steady—offering space, compassion, and connection instead of fear or control—something sacred opens. This is not about striving toward some final destination, some perfected self. Healing isn’t a straight path of improvement. There will always be new opportunities to soften, to expand, to deepen.

The heart of healing is learning to embody your truest self without shame. It’s arriving at a place where you see that nothing is broken, nothing needs fixing—only unfolding. And in that recognition, you can finally rest. Rest in what is. Rest in who you are. Rest in the presence of those around you.

From there, the world comes alive again. You begin to sense, to see, to touch life with beginner’s eyes—with the wonder of a child. You notice beauty even in difficulty, because you begin to recognize the hidden gifts of your shadows. You see that your fears and frustrations are not flaws, but echoes etched into your nervous system long ago—waiting to be unlocked, witnessed, and released.

The knowledge of the nervous system is simple to find. A quick search can give you the concepts. But the true work—the art—is in living it, in practicing it, in applying it in the heat of the moment.

This is why I love sitting with kindred souls, learning together, sharing tools that shape not just our own lives but the lives of our children. For if we care enough to learn, to heal, to soften, then what we pass on to them is no longer our unhealed weight, but our wisdom. This is the inheritance I wish to offer my daughter: a way of living, a set of tools, a deep knowing that emotional freedom is possible.

And if your heart longs for this kind of learning, for the nourishment of these good vibrations, then you are already on the path.

Come, to join us through a 3 day long free workshop, which will be in 2025. September 16, 18, 19. 12:00-1:30pm EST which is called Opting Out Of Urgency and my friend and mentor Sarah Tacy holds.

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Now is the moment to answer the whisper of your soul, the call that longs for healing!

I hope you’ll join us.

Be curious!

Sat Nam,

Viki