For years, I lived behind the mask.

For years, I lived behind the mask. Like many, I believed the roles I performed were who I was. Therapist. Partner. Daughter. Guide. I carried them with devotion, but also with exhaustion. I tried to repair relationships, to heal through the surface, to make life work from within the illusion.

But the ache remained. No matter how much I accomplished, intimacy slipped through my hands. No matter how much I gave, the emptiness returned. I was caught in the same patterns I saw in others, the endless attempt to belong by being what the world demanded, while my soul waited, hidden beneath it all.

In February of 2025, everything shifted. I experienced what I now call my soul remembrance. It was not gentle. It was painful. It wasn’t resolved quickly and took years. The false self I had carried for decades dissolved. Every mask, every agreement, every role that was never mine cracked open and fell away. It was a death, not of the body, but of illusion.

What emerged was clarity. My eternal identity came forward: the Light-Bringer. I saw that my work was never meant to be only therapy. My calling is initiation. To guide others through the same passage I endured, from illusion into remembrance, from survival into sovereignty. This is what I believe spiritual awakening is really all about.

This is not ordinary work. It is esoteric, rare, and difficult. It asks everything of you, because it gives you back what is truly yours: your soul.

My journey of remembrance is the reason I stand here now, offering not just guidance, but a path. A path for those who are ready to set the mask down, to walk through the fire of disillusionment, and to remember who they have always been.