06/11/2026
The Forest Where I Found Myself
I walked alone along a forest path beside a river, carrying sadness, grief, questions, and the weight of old stories. The forest felt familiar. The river sang beside me, and somehow I found myself on the beautiful river walk in Kaslo, a place that has always felt peaceful to my soul.
As I walked, I saw a little girl sitting quietly on a bench.
She was beautiful.
Radiant.
Perfect.
Yet she was different from the little girl I remembered growing up.
There was wisdom in her eyes.
A knowing.
A light that had never gone out.
Pink light surrounded us, wrapping us both in unconditional love. I sat beside her and admired her beauty, her innocence, and her spirit. She smiled, reached for my hand, and invited me on an adventure.
Without hesitation, I followed.
Together we ran down the path laughing, free and alive. Soon we came upon my adolescent self.
For a moment I felt the familiar ache of remembering how different I had felt at that age. I remembered believing I was weird, imperfect, not enough. I remembered trying to fit into places I was never meant to belong and attracting people who reflected wounds rather than love.
But she smiled at me.
She looked at me with compassion.
And she said:
"You remembered it wrong."
"You were always enough."
"You were always unique."
"You were always kind."
"You were always funny."
"You were always worthy of love."
Then she told me something I needed to hear.
"No more carrying the anger that was passed down to you."
"You were never meant to carry that."
"You were meant to be light."
"You were meant to be free."
"You were meant to be deeply loved."
"You are your own love."
"You are your own best friend."
Both my younger self and my adolescent self stood beside me and told me how proud they were of the woman I had become. They reminded me of the healing I had done, the courage it took to face my shadows, and the strength I had shown through every challenge.
Then the path opened into a clearing filled with enormous crystals.
I sat quietly among them while the younger versions of me stood back smiling.
They didn't need to say anything.
I simply absorbed the energy.
The beauty.
The magic.
The peace.
And then I realized something.
The energy wasn't coming from the crystals.
It was already within me.
I had simply forgotten how to feel it.
When I looked up, I saw her.
My higher self.
She was radiant beyond words.
Not separate from me.
Not above me.
Not outside of me.
She was me.
Pure energy.
Pure awareness.
Pure love.
She felt angelic, yet completely familiar.
She didn't move her lips when she spoke.
I simply heard her.
And I trusted every word.
She told me:
"We are love."
"Your journey has purpose."
"You have never been alone."
"I have walked beside you through every chapter of your life."
At that moment I understood something I had never fully understood before.
The little girl.
The adolescent.
The woman I am today.
The higher self.
They had always been with me.
They were my family.
My tribe.
My strength.
They had walked every path beside me, even when I couldn't see them.
Even when I felt lost.
Even when I felt broken.
Even when I believed I was alone.
And standing there, surrounded by love, I felt another truth settle into my heart.
Safer people are entering my life now.
People who will help me rebuild trust.
People who will help me continue healing.
People who will remind me that I deserve connection, belonging, and love.
As I stood with every version of myself, I felt something I hadn't felt in a very long time.
Wholeness.
Not because I had become someone new.
But because I finally remembered who I had always been.
And the final message echoed through my heart:
You were always enough.
