Kristin went on her first ever solo spiritual vacation – it was a “Spiritual Journey to Healing” AKA the “Time To Get My Heart, Head, & Soul F*cking Right” trip.
And there was SO MUCH that she took away from her trip, like that she was harboring way more anger over watching her father die from cancer than she realized, but the biggest sign she got was near the end of her trip.
She did something that rarely had openings – a “Spirit Flight” – so she grabbed the opportunity (even though she was having some DEFINITE reservations once it started).
But the journey through the emotions that accompanied the acupuncture, drum beating, hot towels, stones, and feather brushing, (and the inability to form coherent sentences after) lead to one major thing: a BIG sign (it’ll throw even the most cynical person) that everything was going to be ok.
And now she’s found peace.