InnerLight Studios East

What a beautiful Ayahuasca journey I was gifted last night.
My heart is full, my body is cleansed.
She met me with the tenderness of a mother and the fierce love of truth.
She weeded through lifetimes of burdens I was never meant to carry—
gently pulling, pruning, clearing space for my light to breathe again.
I feel lighter than I ever have…
as though my soul remembered its original rhythm.
There was no chaos, no torment—just sacred work.
Sacred surgery.
Sacred surrender.
And in the stillness that followed, I heard her whisper:
“Now, tend to your garden. Keep it clean. Let no one trample the soil.”
And so I will. With love. With reverence. With devotion.