My Story
I’m honored to share parts of my journey with you. My wish is that these words spark a deeper belief in yourself, in your path, and in life itself. Giving you the hope and courage to go deeper within, trusting that wherever this journey takes you, it will be worth it. Because you will reach your own golden land, your home, you will find yourself, your own soul - an infinite fountain of love, color, creativity, wisdom, warmth, and joy.
For the last seven years, I have been on a profound, ongoing journey of unlearning, healing, and, most of all, remembering. Five of those years were spent traveling and living around the planet (South America, Europe, Asia, Australia, Polynesia and New Zealand), embracing a nomadic and simple lifestyle that taught me presence, slowing down, trust, magic, love, freedom, independence, simplicity, patience, boundaries, divinity, peace, beauty, the richness of life, light & dark, sovereignty, wildness, and myself.
Childhood & Early 20s
I was born highly sensitive, but it wasn’t until my twenties that I truly recognized, named, and validated all my sensations, dreams, feelings, and experiences.
Since I was a very young child, my sensitivity showed up in many ways: vivid dreams and intense nightmares, a heightened sensitivity to smells, extreme and sudden changes in my mood (lots of anger), refusing to eat, feeling things that others around me didn’t seem to notice, and more. My parents were often surprised to see how deeply I was affected when they weren’t eating while my sisters and I were, or how strongly I reacted to small shifts in the environment. I was often called “crazy” (a particular nickname they gave me in Hebrew, when I turned into that angry and locked-in girl) because of my extreme mood changes, which no one really understood or knew how to handle.
As a child, my sensitivity often felt “too much,” so I shut it down. I labeled it as a weakness, tried to cry as little as I could, and almost forgot that part of me existed.
I fully adopted the version of myself who was strong, capable, and resilient. The version of the sensitive child I was slowly faded and remained only as a foggy memory.
Throughout my childhood and teenage years, dancing was my greatest passion and joy. At 17, I also began practicing yoga asana (mostly Ashtanga at that time) regularly and fell in love with the practice, slowly adopting it and integrating it into my everyday life.
At 19, I became a desert tour guide in Israel, and it was there that my wild passion for nature and nights under the stars was ignited. I will never forget the first night under the desert stars. I felt like I'm being pulled into a whole new mesmerizing, potent, and magical world. I completely fell in love. I just wanted more and more, and my hunger for adventure and discovery was never satisfied. The spark in my eyes was shining brightly, and the fire in me was total. My passion for the stars was in the sky; I was teaching and studying them constantly (at that point, from an astronomical perspective). I met amazing sisters, brothers, and inspiring teachers from whom I learned so much, and with whom I shared a deep love for nature, mountains, plants, wildlife, geology, and protecting the natural land. Later on, I continued this journey by hiking the Israel National Trail by myself for two and a half months. These experiences deepened my connection to nature, solitude, adventure, independence, and self-discovery.
Everything started to open up for me after my father passed away from a sudden heart attack when I was 20, during my military service. This event and the events that unfolded afterward changed my life and my family's lives, clearly dividing them into “before” and “after.” It was the beginning of my awakening. It felt like the ground beneath me was ripping apart, and I stayed in the middle, with the sensation that I didn't know what was true and what was a lie. I felt deeply confused, and a lot of anger began to bubble up within me as I realized nothing was as I had been told. It pushed me to ask deep questions, to slowly reconnect with the child inside me, and to start honoring and processing her abilities, dreams, visions, and sensitivities, understanding that she knew much more than I could see at the time.
My dreams became my main space for healing and integration, and I learned to work with them and understand them alongside my most loved and amazing psychologist, who helped me meet my most hurtful parts with deep love and acceptance, and was like water to my soul at that time. I remember one day we were joking, and she told me, "How about for one moment in the day you try not to feel and just stare at the ground?" She said it with much love, and it was very funny. And it also made me realize I might actually be feeling a lot more than I admit to myself. Running helped me at that time, as did my first 4-day retreat of silence and meditation, which I went on with my sister. There, I felt my heart starting to open up to the grief I held. After finishing my service, I went on my first 11-day Goenka Vipassana.
Later on, I started experiencing terrifying anxieties that cracked me open into the immense pain I had tried to avoid for years, and also into my gifts. They began to create holes in the identity of the girl I thought I was.
These periods of anxiety attacks forced me to go within and spend a lot of time with myself. They deeply unsettled me, pulling me away from my center and self-confidence. I remember being terrified, sensitive, and in pain, and at the same time deeply charmed and fascinated by the new sensations and depth I was beginning to experience within myself.
One of the things that really helped me at that time was freediving. The water and the one long breath. The silence and connection to the great infinite blue, to the deep waters that live inside of me. I already loved swimming and scuba diving, but at that time, I started my freediving course and training with an amazing instructor. This practice is deeply sacred and important to me, and over the years it has tranformed alongside me. It always supports me and reminds me of who I am, and I am so grateful for it, and for any form of connection with the ocean and water, going within, in the silence of the blue, majestic world.
“Everything you seek lives within you.”
South America
I began my nomadic journey outside of Israel in South America, arriving with a deep hunger, passion, and curiosity to discover new horizons, lands, cultures, ways of living, and colors. I also came with endless questions about life and about myself, hoping to find answers and truths I had never received in the place where I grew up. I longed to find my center within myself and refused to accept that I had to be terrified, limited, and controlled by my anxieties without getting to their roots.
I felt called to work with the sacred plant medicines of this land and was guided to beautiful sisters, brothers, and communities with whom I shared powerful and life-changing experiences. The grandfather (San Pedro) opened me up to a deeper connection with Gaia, Mother Earth, in a much subtler, more intimate way. The encounter with Ayahuasca was another huge “before and after” in my life. As she is often associated with death, she brought me through a profound death and rebirth, initiating me into a transformation and awakening I could never have expected.
I was so shocked by the world opening inside of me, the information, expansion, memories, sounds, voices, immense vulnerability, joy, love, pleasure, and pain. Everything was extremely intense, exposed, and out of control (which, for a strong, held, independent Capricorn girl, is very much breaking who she thought she was, to say the least). It felt like all the emotions I had kept in my stomach for years and lifetimes had come to light, surfacing in a variety of ways and purges.
During this time, working with the sacred Grandmother and with the Divine feminine awoken inside of me, I experienced my greatest awakening, Kundalini/Shakti awakening, which completely reshaped my being. I had no idea this was what was happening at the time; I only gave it that name about 18 months later, when it felt like everything was out of control (meaning, also out of the ceremony space:) and I had to understand what was happening with the energies in my body and how we could live together. It was one of the most intense periods of my life. More than two years of surges of immense pain and immense pleasure. At times, it felt like a tsunami of sensations and emotions moving through me, overwhelming and overflowing. These waters exposed me to my most tender, vulnerable, loving, creative, and magical parts of my being, as well as my deepest pain, fears, shadows, and darkness.
At the same time, it felt like a wild inner fire, burning everything that could no longer come with me into my next version of myself. A fire of truth that kept pushing me forward to question everything I have accepted as truth, discover what is real for me, to embody only what feels true and aligned, and to burn away old agreements, outdated beliefs, identities, and conditioned ways of thinking that were no longer mine.
People around me would often ask about my lifestyle, “Isn’t it exhausting to live like that?”
And yes, sometimes it is.
But what I felt, deep in every cell of my body, was that to live in any other way would be unbearable, and the fire within me was completely determined.
These experiences unlocked doors inside my soul to past lifetimes, ancient memories and traumas, inherited patterns, and deep soul wounds I carry, as well as a lot of discomfort, rage, and dissatisfaction with the norms of this world today, sending me to look for answers and other ways of living, which are what my soul and body were craving. They taught me the power of facing the most challenging initiations without feeling prepared for the immense changes they bring. The most difficult, scary, and transformative experiences became my greatest teachers, allowing me to step more fully into who I am today and to hold space for myself and, from there, for other souls’ healing.
As the Divine Feminine awoke inside of me in great power, she asked for creative expression in all forms. Singing, painting, dancing, touching, imagining, writing... and a deeper exploration of my sensuality. Together with all the other sensations, it felt like an infinite flow of colors, creativity, beauty, sensuality, love, and new perspectives was bubbling within me, asking to be expressed through me. She sent me into a deep connection with my feminine, my receptivity, my flow, and my inner and outer beauty. It felt like I was discovering a whole new world inside and outside me; everything was so new, fascinating, and different. I felt like it was a whole new way of being, in a world I had never been told about, and where everything is possible. My eyes were wide open, and I was thirsty for more. More of this different, creative, alive, wild, open, and colorful.
Alongside the shamanic communities I was fortunate to live with and learn from, I also immersed myself in different dance courses. I explored local Latin dances such as salsa, forró, and bachata. I later spent five months in Buenos Aires in an incredible dance and movement program, “EME: Experimentación, Movimiento, Especialización”, a profound movement investigation journey I was blessed to be part of. Throughout the course, our motto became¨sea tu propia droga´(be your own drug), and most definitely we all experimented with the power of movement and investigated our body as the greatest portal.
I spent two life changing years in this majestic land. I left with two new languages - Spanish and Portuguese, and countless experiences, sisters, brothers, lovers, teachers, witches, shamans, as well as challenging and painful lessons and relationships. I fell deeply in love with Latin culture and with the connection people have to the Earth, to the land, to Pachamama. It felt like I was gathering pieces of my soul through dance, nature, connection, and music.
At the same time, I needed lots of grounding. During the last six months I spent in South America, the energies in my body felt intense, overwhelming, and at times frightening. My third eye was wide open (more than I could hold at that time). I often felt like I was flying in the clouds, barely touching the ground (quite funny, I am laughing while writing it now, but at that time it was much scarier, overwhelming, and more intense than funny). Sometimes the energies came in the form of spontaneous orgasms (while I'm dancing, for example), other times in the form of shaking, visions, nightmares, sensations of complete joy and oneness, and at other times complete blackness and fear. I didn’t yet know how to navigate what was moving through me. I felt “crazy”, confused, overflowing, and couldn’t find the answers I needed for what I was experiencing.
I remember being afraid to attend yoga classes because of all the sensations and energies they would move inside me. I worried that I might have to hide what I was experiencing, or leave the class if it became too overwhelming.
The energies expressed themselves as purges of many yawns and tears at the time, as well as shaking, especially during yoga and dance practice. I remember the teachers kept commenting about me being tired or bored… if they only knew that what I was experiencing at the time was the complete opposite, fire bursting through me and detaching me from the ground into other dimensions… crazy times.
What always helped me was the connection with the earth and water, the space for dancing, and the freedom to allow the energies to move through me and move me in pleasurable ways. That is one of the reasons I was making sure my future yoga trainings will be surrounded by nature. I remember always looking for a space where I could dance everywhere I went, not just for pleasure but as a need of my body and energy. I remember staying in a hostel in Portugal, looking for a little space to move, and finding myself dancing in one of the very small, dark corners. Hilarious. Other times, I remember feeling these energies bursting in a cafe (should have thought twice before that matcha), going out onto the street, and dancing my life there as I walked, completely surrendering (it felt as if, if I did not dance, I would explode). It definitely helped me ignore more and more what others would think of me, which is one of the more liberating gifts of this deep transformation. She was so powerful that she compelled me to listen to my own needs, at the cost of being different, weird, you name it.
India & Asia
I felt a strong call to go to India to find more answers. I remember that my deepest wish at that time was to find emotional balance.
I stayed in this special and transformative country for more than a year, studying yoga deeply, completing my teacher trainings (200+300 YTT), a Chakras course, a rebalancing massage training, and a Reiki healing (1+2) course. As well as to practice with various teachers, and learn about Hinduism, Ayurveda, and Indian traditions and mythology. I was completely fascinated by the richness of this land and culture, as well as the great contradictions and poverty that exist there.
I remember on my second YTT (300), we had the last class Ashtanga yoga asana. It woke up all the energies inside me, and I often couldn’t sleep, so the owners allowed me to go to the studio at night and dance. At that point, it wasn’t scary anymore, as I was already in a place of acceptance of my nature, and once I had a place to discharge, I was very happy.
Through knowledge, practice, Investigation, and exploration, I learn to work with the energies awakened within me, move them and move with them. Grounding, balancing, clearing, and expanding my capacity. I learned how to channel this immense life force energy within me into growth, habit change, well-being, capacity expansion. Into Alchemy of old emotions into blessings, practices, and activities that bring me joy and light the spark in me. I experienced different forms of breathwork and meditation, including my second 11-day Goenka Vipassana course and 10 days in a beautiful Buddhist monastery. I became a yoga teacher, Reiki healer, meditation facilitator, and meditative massage therapist, and began offering sessions and teaching. Later on, in Thailand, I also became a Seichim healer (1+2).
Trials and Tribulations
Travel alone is powerful, and for me, it also means feeling everything more intensely. You become more exposed to both the beauty and the pain. Without the familiar shields of home, family, and close friends around you, life touches you more directly, and connection happens more naturally, in both directions. Things reach you more easily and deeply.
During my travels, I felt myself absorbing the colorful, vibrant energies of each country, while also being exposed to the darkness, violence, sadness, division and separation, and abuse that exist in so many places around the world (in women, children, animals, etc.). These experiences opened many questions and exposed me to the complex reality of our planet today. They deepened my sensitivity to the pain within me and around me. They awakened a deep longing to understand why things are the way they are and what my place and responsibility are in a world that carries so much suffering.
Throughout my journey, this intention to learn and understand grew stronger. Always looking for the truth behind ancient practices, the depth, mystery, and the stories we haven't been told for a reason. For a deeper understanding of why so much in this world feels wrong. As many of the truths I discovered brought pain, they always brought liberation and a greater sense of responsibility for my life, more sovereignty, more understanding of how I can change and need to if I want to be fully loyal to my truth. And the great understanding that each impact and change I want to create in the world must start with myself. I learned to let go and surrender to the current of my life, as the divine feminine knows how to do best. Again and again, life asks me how devoted I am to my path. It brings tests, temptations, challenges, detours, surprises, and initiations, if I'm truly acting in alignment with what I believe and speak about, and living in coherence with my vision and truth in all aspects of life. Each step asked for deeper trust and greater courage. And when I took it, the way always opened up.
As the journey continues, it asks for less knowing about the future and more faith and surrendering to this moment, with the trust that my intention and current actions will lead exactly where I need to go, under a higher plan and divine wisdom my mind cannot quite grasp. And so it was, and so it is. Even when it felt like I was making lots (and lots) of mistakes, today I know it was all part of the way, with divine, loving guidance that made me stronger and supported me in closing karmic loops and reclaiming my power, it was always preparing me for what was next, helping me hold more and expand my capacity. It taught me to cultivate the relationship with myself; to hold my vulnerability, depth and pain with love rather than rejection or trying to fix it, to give myself what I need and have always needed; to be as angry as fire, to cry deeply, to laugh until my belly hurts, to be sad and feel as the sun will never shine on me again, to get to the roots of all the guilt and shame I carry, to miss, to grieve, to forgive, to accept, to let everything go, and to love again, more whole each time.
The downs felt the darkest, scariest, emptiest, most painful, and loneliest. As if I'm not taking myself up, no one would. and the ups felt like being on the top of the world. full of joy, vitality, and satisfaction. inner strength and sense of expansion and livelihood, connection with everything that is.
I was blessed to learn, witness, be inspired, and be initiated by incredible teachers, masters, shamans, friends, witches, astrologers, and healers. The greatest gift my teachers gave me, besides knowledge, wisdom, inspiration, and tools, was permission and external confirmation of my inner tendency. By being their authentic selves, they both inspired and encouraged me to be fully me and let go of the guilt I carry for choosing differently. They guided me back to myself and helped me set boundaries, protect my peace, honor my own inner knowing and calling, and trust myself and my path. to say ´yes´ to what I truly need from within, and ´no´ to what society conditioned me to believe was ´right´. They showed me what a true teacher is, one who practices what he is preaching, one who brings you back to yourself, to your own power, to your own wisdom. Hallelujah!
I deeply respect and honor them, seeing them as beacons of light, awareness, strength, and love on this earth. Each of them gave me the hope, energy, and strength to continue my journey. And still do, as they live in my heart. I am deeply appreciative of their devotion and forever grateful for their love, belief, generosity, kindness, and presence.
The dark side of solo travel as a woman
With great respect and curiosity towards local ways of living, I was fortunate to be invited into family homes, to share time, dance, and meals with them, and to learn from the wisdom of their simplicity and humbleness, their maintenance of tradition, and their connection to the Earth, something that in so many places in the world has already been forgotten. Along with these beautiful experiences came discernment, which grew over time, often through more painful lessons.
One of the hardest parts of my journey was encountering the dark side of traveling alone as a woman. While I met countless beautiful and kind souls, I also encountered too many abusive men who tried to take advantage of other women and of me (which actually started with my driver's license teacher when I was 16).
I will never forget the night with a dear sister of mine, with whom we shared powerful experiences in South America, when she told me she was afraid of men. She was very experienced in traveling alone at that time, while I was in my first year. I was so shocked as she looked so brave and independent to me (and she most definitely is). She started telling me all these horrible experiences. I was deeply horrified, sad and surprised to hear. And unfortunately, over time, I realized I had developed a very similar pattern: fear, intense rage, and a lack of trust in men (which was awakened by travel experiences and memories of past lives).
As my nature is open and trusting, I had to learn the hard way how to protect myself and be more discerning. Through that pain, I learned the most important lesson: Not to stay silent.
The last time this happened, on a very remote island, I found the strength to confront the man who had targeted me. I published a detailed Google review of their place and refused to pay for my stay. This review hurt their business a lot, and I faced constant threats and online attacks from their family, which was one of the scariest moments of my life, but I am so grateful I spoke up and knew I did the right thing, even when I felt in danger. I later learned about many other girls (young solo travelers) who experienced the same abusive behavior with this man (so called owner and “tour guide”), and were running away from the place.
We cannot accept a reality where moving freely on our planet is unsafe. It is our birthright to explore without fear, and we are here to make that possible, for ourselves, for each other, and for the future ones.
I know now that I will never be silent again, and I encourage other women not to be silent either. We deserve to feel safe and respected traveling in this world, which is our home for this life. Any pervert who is thinking about taking advantage of women who are passing by, especially solo travelers who are usually more curious and open, should know that he will lose a lot by doing it.
Today
After all my experiences and studies in Asia, I continued to Australia, Polynesia, and New Zealand. Over time, I learned to soften my judgments toward myself and step into acceptance and gentleness with myself. I learned to trust my inner wisdom as my greatest guide, alongside nature and life itself. I learned not to fear the power within me, and not to be ashamed of it, but to meet it with love, to embody it, and to channel it into healing, expression, creation, teaching, and sharing. to stand tall and embody it with grace, strength, and centeredness. I began to understand that I could consciously create my life rather than unconsciously giving my power away, as society conditions us all from a very young age.
The practices I had studied and am teaching and offering, yoga, meditation, energy work, dance, touch, alchemy with the elements, and connection with nature, among others, became a way of being. I began to let my body and the flow of life guide me, moving with these practices in a way that feels rooted in who I am today, with deep respect for them and for the unique way they move through me.
Along the way, my connection to the ocean deepened, as did my connection to the elements and nature in all their forms. I was always led by my heart, intuition, spirit, and curiosity, which guided me exactly where I needed to be, even when the path was extremely challenging and lonely. Through it all, I learned to listen deeply, surrender, and work together with the energies within me rather than resist them, as well as my emotions, my needs, and my visions.
I developed a close relationship with my body, one of my greatest teachers. My body has always signaled what feels right and what does not. It doesn’t mean I always listened, but over time I learned to trust and honor her incredible natural intelligence, tuning into it more and more and allowing her to guide me through my desires, aversions, and feelings.
Slowly, I stopped searching for answers outside of myself. As my capacity grew through years of inner work, I began to trust my heart, intuition, discernment, and body more deeply. I learned to listen, to ground, to meditate, to move, to breathe, to soften, to rest, and to meet myself as I am. I realized that everything I was seeking was already within me, which might be the greatest relief in my life! From feeling overwhelmed by my inner world, as if something is wrong or too much in me, from an anxious state of constantly searching for answers outside, to feeling centered and rooted more than ever in my truth, in my heart. In my values.
I learned to let my body and heart guide me through the flow of life, moving in alignment with what feels true to me, even when it doesn't align with external expectations or opinions. Sometimes it looks like dancing in the beach, shaving my head, hiking by myself in the Himalayas, buying a van and following an unplanned adventure, adapting the way I nourished myself to what my body is truly communicating, spending more time with trees and rocks than with humans, or simply learning to say “no” where I once automatically said “yes” (and facing the guilt that often came with it). Slowly, I began responding to what my inner world was asking of me, honoring it as my primal truth and moving through life with greater lightness and alignment.
And with time, I noticed my wish came through, not in the way I thought, though.
My emotions haven't disappeared; they are just going deeper over time, but my capacity has grown and continues to grow with me. I discovered my sensitivity is my greatest gift. My ability to hold space for myself, to give validation for what I feel, to express myself without judgment, and to give myself the time to feel and truly listen. To hug my most vulnerable parts, love them, and see the magic and beauty inside of them. Then I can surrender to the waves, ride them, or dive to the depths to discover something new, rather than drowning between them by resisting, pushing down, or judging them. And for those who are surfing and diving, you know how much fun and satisfaction it is when you make it.
I live differently now, shaping my life around what my body and soul truly need, not around how society says it's right. That is the greatest gift I could give myself and the little girl inside me, who feels seen and loved more than ever before.
Nomadic life taught me the joy of simplicity and that I can feel happiest, prettiest, and most embodied in one dress and 2 pairs of pants.
It taught me the beautiful art of letting go and the power of presence. again and again, they showed me (and still do) that everything is so temporal. It's better to enjoy fully what I have now, who I'm surrounded by, and the nature around me. And the same for the difficult moments. To know it shall pass, the scenery will change, and so do I.
I remember someone once telling me that the problem with being a nomad is leaving pieces of your heart all over the world. And yes, it was difficult, and of course it still is, saying goodbye constantly and having the people I love far away the majority of the time, my mother, family from my home country, and from my world family.
But on the other hand, I see it as an expansion of my heart. My heart expands to include so many different people, animals, cultures, languages, practices, traditions, colors, landscapes, oceans, waterfalls, and rivers. There is so much to learn from so many different ways of expressing and being. Each culture and land shapes us in its own way. I’ve learned to communicate across languages and to express my love and gratitude in non-physical ways.
I feel how my heart and consciousness keep expanding, and I get to experience this richness within me. Each being who has entered my heart, each stream of water and forest - all of them are still living in my heart and dreams. I feel so blessed to experience each unique way of being and living, and to let it become part of who I am.
I've discovered I can feel at home anywhere in the world. I can be invited into family homes and be treated as a sister or daughter. It's all about connection. The connection between the land and me, me and the person in front of me, and the mutual agreement to see each other on a deeper level than the traditions, religions, and other labels we carry. Even if there are many differences in our beliefs or ways of being, simply having the curiosity and willingness to meet and learn from each other makes all the difference. When both sides hold that openness, beautiful things happen. We discover we have more in common than we thought, and even the opposite. Ironically, I often found a deeper resonance with people who appeared completely different from me on the surface, and less with those who seemed similar.
With each step, I soften into acceptance and let go of resistance.
Each time I let an old version of myself die, a new one is born.
Each time I face my fears, each time I let something go,
Each time I choose myself over people pleasing,
Each time I believe in myself a little bit more,
Each time I let my dreams, passions, and intuition lead me rather than logic,
Each time I choose love, trust, and truth;
I step deeper into who I truly am.
By letting go of identities that felt tight, safe, and familiar, I allow myself to expand into a woman who is more aligned, alive, and free.
I am deeply grateful for this journey, which brought me into intimacy with my heart, depths, fears, shadows, and pain, as well as with my light, love, and inner power.
I walked for many years with a sensation of discomfort in my own skin, without knowing why. Now I understand this discomfort was accurately reflected in not knowing who I really am, of being trapped in invisible chains of conditional societal ways of thinking, suppressing, being, and believing that were never meant for me. Today, I feel I have finally liberated myself and broken free from those shackles (and of course, this is an ongoing life journey). more embodied and connected than ever before with my body and deeply grateful for that sweet freedom I was longing for. Curious to discover more layers and depths within myself.
This journey taught me that underneath all the layers of pain, grief, shame, shadow and guilt, waiting a living infinite fountain of love, joy, vulnerability, depth, gratitude, playfulness, creativity, colors, and beauty, always calling me to peel the layers and find myself, feel whole, feel me, feel surprised and in wonder, and get warm by my own light.
I'm falling and rising, crying and laughing, growing and evolving, learning and shedding, and enjoying the fruits of my journey and surrendering to what comes next. Forever a student of life and constantly humbled by it. Guided by my intuition, visions, heart, spirit, and curiosity. Earth, stars, and the moon.
Devoted to living my most authentic self at each moment and keep learning who she is, what she needs, and how I can love her more, so she can radiate this love and share it with the world around her.
Walking myself home each day.
With infinite love,
Avishag