The journey

Sobbing at Newark airport.

Massive flight delays in Manila.

My aunt passing away days after I bought my ticket to see her.

At first glance, you could easily throw all of these into the “bad things” bucket.

However, decades of spiritual journeying have shown me that these experiences are not so simple…

And yet, with a journeyer’s perspective, you can also see that they’re so very simple…

When I was invited to facilitate group sound healing sessions in the Philippines, I was deeply grateful for the opportunity to go East to see my beloved aunt who helped raise me and who I hadn’t visited in over 10 years.

When she made her transition to the next world, while I felt a full spectrum of grief, I also knew that there were so many messages in this sacred portal.

And I knew that she was guiding me back to my ancestral home.

In years past, major flight delays would have caused another spectrum of anger and frustration.

But the gifts of going inward have given me a more balanced perspective. This time, I didn’t even look for anyone to blame because what would be the point?

Instead, I trusted in the divine timing of my journey and enjoyed a leisurely and sumptuous Filipino breakfast with all my faves—garlic rice, bangus, and chocolate champorado—and spent a little extra time in my comfy hotel room.

en days is the longest amount of time I’ve ever spent away from my little family. So, when my last flight (the 6th of this journey) landed back at EWR, I wept copious tears of gratitude to return to my heart’s home.

Previously, I would have felt embarrassed about crying in public, but after so many years of experiencing the self-healing properties of releasing tears, I think that crying should be encouraged as a spiritual practice for kids and adults!