Why I Love What I’m Doing
Being a dakini is not a profession you simply choose; it is a calling that rises from the depths of one’s soul. It feels more like remembering than deciding, a gentle unfolding of truth that had always been there, waited patiently for me to arrive in a place where I could unfold the always-known, familiar essence of devotion.
And in all honesty, I didn’t start off with this path reflecting my soul work. It took years of trying and failing, daring, expanding to have arrived at this place I dreamt of being at: an ourpour of something that truly matters to my heart.
I had no idea what was waiting for me.
I have found not only a path but a purpose in this work- an offering to the world and a mirror that reflects my own humanity and longing for God/ess.
Every day I meet people from all walks of life. They come to me carrying the weight of their stories, their joys, their wounds and their desires- each one uniquely shaped by their life’s journey. Some come hesitant, unsure of what they seek. Others arrive with hearts wide open, ready to rediscover parts of themselves they thought had been lost. What they all have in common is the courage to step into the unknown, into a space where they can be fully seen, held and loved, not for who they think they should be, but for who they already are.
In the intimacy of my own heart I truly believe that everyone is looking for connection, acceptance and a proof of the whispers within them that hint to there being so much more.
To witness someone in their most raw and tender state is nothing short of sacred. There is a moment, often quiet and subtle, where the divine feels tangible in the room. When the air shifts, when everything becomes beautiful, when the awe of the magnificence of life takes over. It might come through the softening of their breath, the shimmer of tears they no longer feel the need to hide or the way their body finally lets go of its guarded tension. These moments feel timeless, as if the boundaries of our human selves dissolve, leaving only the presence of something vast and eternal.
It is humbling to be a guide in this process, but also a participant, for every session reminds me of the same truth (as corny as it sounds): we are all connected, all threads of the same intricate tapestry, experiencing very very similar things that we tend to feel very alone in.
Underneath all the techniques, rituals and practices, there is one essence that permeates everything for me- love. Not the fleeting, romantic, conditional kind that is so often pedestaled in our culture, but a deeper, more expansive love. It is capital L, the kind of love that reminds us we belong, that we are whole, even in our imperfections. This Love does not judge; it simply holds space for all that is. It is both fierce and tender, a love that transforms not by fixing but by accepting.
What I appreciate most about this path is how it continues to teach me. Every person I meet is a teacher, reflecting back to me my own vulnerabilities, my own capacity for compassion, my own edges and expanses. The work has a way of stripping away the superficial, leaving only what is real. It calls me to be present, to show up fully and to hold space not just for others but for myself. And so I am reminded that I am not separate from those I serve; their journey is my journey.
There is also a mystery to this work that I cannot fully put into words. It is as if I am always standing on the threshold of the unknown, guided by something larger than myself. I could archetypically call it Magdalene, Isis, sometimes Kali.
I don’t always know where the journey will take us, but I trust the process, trust the wisdom of the body, trust the intelligence of the heart. And in that trust, I find freedom- for those I guide and for myself. It’s a philosophy that seeps into my own everyday life, to trust the unfoldment of life and my ability to meet it, to dance with what comes my way.
To be a Dakini is to walk a path of profound intimacy, not just with others but with life itself. It is to embrace the fullness of the human experience, from the mundane to the mystical. It is to see the divine in the eyes of another and to know that same divinity exists within you. It is to live and love from the deepest place of being.
This is why I love what I do. Because in every touch, every breath, every sacred moment, I am reminded of the truth and mystery that unites us all. The Love that is permeating everything.
To me, is the most beautiful thing of all.
