From city to city connections were made.
An avenue opened up every place I went, with knowledge and inspiration imparted in some way. I found myself being pushed forward by an unseen force, with my internal guiding source.
In Panama City, I was drawn to the jungle for what I could not draw energy from within a city. Plants giving a life-sustaining force that I can only get high from in lushness of the green.
I was dropped off into a park, knowing that I would find a way out, not sure what way it would be. After taking my time and connecting to where I was, I resurfaced from the jungle.
It was getting late with no taxis in sight.
30 minutes from the city

I heard my heart tell me.

Be patient.

Patient I was, as I was about to start panicking, a man I had passed came strolling out of the pathway.
My heart told me to connect with him, so I told him my dilemma.

Would you like a ride to a phone? he asked

I felt only positive intentions.

Yes, I would

It’s fascinating that one chance meeting can alter the course of the rest of life. Connections and interactions that are seemingly random happen to be no coincidence at all.

This encounter turned into friendship, trust and appreciation. We were lead down rabbit holes of discussion, hours of disclosing life, liberty and the pursuit. Reaffirming that like attracts like, both of us pleasantly surprised with the spontaneity of mutual admiration.
same, same but different.

Peter, a graphic designer whose hand will be playing into my blog quite soon, introduced me to his friend living in Panama City, who on worldly levels is creating positive change, working for the UN.

like a sting of lights,
illuminating incredible people.
This introduction
connected me to



Lima, Peru.

I was utterly alone in this city, and felt the sting of doubt entering my veins, until I was unsure of everything.
Doubt is an an evil archnemisis to creating, as it was seeping in, I felt my bubbles of dreams popping right in front of me.


If I can’t believe in my dreams, no one will do it for me.
With that I took all I could muster, and pushed myself back into knowing, the cornerstone for creating.
I will do this, I told myself, reminding me of my purpose.
As I shifted myself into perspective and motivation, a wave of relief came over me.

Soon after, a light appeared in my life,
this connection from Panama city.

We met at a coffee shop, he said to me.
“I can help you explore my country, come to my house and I will draw you out a map, what you are seeking can be found. I will help you achieve your dreams”

Trusting my heart, I went with him to his house.
Walking into his family’s beautiful Peruvian home, open-aired and exquisite, I felt a connection to the culture and family that lived within the walls.

Callpa and I sat for hours, connecting and elaborating on this undertaking.

again Illuminating my journey
Your last name is Luna?
I asked him unbelievably

What does Callpa mean?

“It is Incan” he told me
“Representing times after chaos coming back to the earth
not a line, but rather a circle.”

I understood, and spoke to him

“I know It is my purpose to help create this change in the world
After seeing what I have viewed, something has to be shifted drastically, we are ignorantly putting things first that don’t need to be. Our values askew, we turn blind eyes to what needs to be seen.

I see destruction ravaging this world.

How can something so beautiful, be destroyed so absently?

It hurts my heart! ”

I lamented to him.

He told me a story

“My people lived on these lands, and while they may seem simple, they understood them. There is a sacred mountain that you will visit, I would like you to know about.
The face of an Incan was carved into this mountain, when the Spanish came conquering and converting, dispelling the Incans belief system, they asked them.

“Where is your god, you can’t see him?!”

the Incans would point up to the mountain.
“Right there”

The spaniards laughing
“That is just a carving of stone!”

On the winter solstice, the sun would light up the face

“There is our god” pointing at the shadow looming over the valley.”

A representation of a belief system, that was irreverently destroyed.

Callpa adequately prepared me for my journey, helping me with what was needed….
I set off with my treasure map, knowledge of lands, and heart as my compass.

Trust is an intrinsic feeling, and beyond all the fear and worry conditions, in a foreign country, I have learned to trust my inner feelings.
I opened to trust, and created amazing friendships, the only expectations were guidance and connection.

Thank you for the amazing illumination, support and encouragement for my dream.


Thank you Callpa for all of your guidance, hospitality and generosity.

Thank you also to Renatio for the ride and tour of Lima : )

Signs and Synchronicities

I am en route right now, in the midwest, the heart of America and whatever stops may present themselves along the way. Headed to Vail, Colorado for a few weeks, to get my bearings and jet to where we are guided to from there.

Fun, lightness, adventure and communication is what is building and it almost feels too easy, but after all, it’s a dream manifestation.
We have left everything behind, sorted this adventure out in under 5 days and we are off.
Everything has lined up in an almost magical way, abundance has come to us for this journey and I know will continue to be with us.

This, is undeniably what feels right.
As much resistance as I want to place on this experience, I have to give in and trust that all will work out, as it always does.

Trusting has not always been the easiest thing for me to do.

let go, let go.

I have had my signs, synchronicities that are too uncanny not to trust in.
Reminding me of one of my favorite books, that I first read when I was 13. The Celestine Prophecy.


First stop
I knew that I had to go to this candle store in downtown Detroit, and once I arrived there, the woman who ran the store said that someone had come in earlier with a message, a prayer. She felt it was meant to give it to me. She told me that I was the only person she could trust to get it out to the world, and that the woman who came in said it was important and knew I would come in for it. That she wanted for it to be published on the internet.
I received it with gratitude and a bit of bewilderment, the fact that she entrusted me with something of the sorts.
I am not religious by any means, rather taking in the tenets of what I feel is best for me within all religions, doctrines, philosophies and ways of life.
I am about discerning truth for self.
As I was walking out another woman handed me a sheet with a seperate prayer on it.

prayers repeatedly showing up on this journey.

I am taking them as a good sign.
And that’s my truth

they speak to me of

REVERENCE for the forces that are not in our control.

We had been questioning where to go from the states. I knew that I desired to volunteer, be in the jungle, ocean and sun and also learn a valuable lesson or two. I kept having visions of Costa Rica and/or Peru, and researching avenues and organizations in both places.

Our next stop was to get coffee.
While cashing out I looked down, in front of my eyes, loudly and colorful was a sign that said:


Marketing a new coffee, with a picture of the jungle and beaches.
Not really taking this too seriously I went into the bathroom to powder my nose. While in there I was smiling to myself, laughing for what already seemed like an auspicious beginning.
In gratitude.
the lights flashed off, once ,
then again
and again.

Got it.
A sign where to go, a place I was already having visions of.

We then stopped at a gas station, and pulled up to the pump to another sign.
again staring us in the face

with coffee and beans surrounding it.

This is becoming a treasure hunt, and the treasure is in each of these magical moments. Prompting us on, giving us clues and ideas of where to head and what to do.

I had already been wanting to visit your luscious lands, I will keep you in mind along these adventures. Coffee and Central/South America seem to be a running theme here and yet, even if these signs don’t work out, something just as amazing will.

With adventuring, I don’t know every destination, but will understand the signs when needed.


The intentions are to explore, help, learn and grow, while also bringing myself and gifts to wherever it is I land.

cheers to life, and being spontaneous.


On a side note…….


I will be back from journeying to build the healing/arts/garden sanctuary I have been envisioning, bringing what I learn to you.