A seed, once sprouted can’t ever return to curl up once again in its protective shell. Something magical has been set in motion that must play out!

Tiny seedlings and concrete
Once born, a baby cannot reenter the womb. It’s life is now, unfolding as nature intended – growing, developing, maturing, with no looking back.
Once you have crossed the threshold of healing, once you have experienced the soul satisfaction of living at full power, once you have regained your own voice and witnessed your own light from the inside out, you, my dear, will never look back at your old life with longing.
You may have fond memories of the past, but you will know without a doubt that your path unfolds before you, as nature intends.