Ness Love Coach

I can’t seem to forget them.

These baby sea turtles in San Vicente, Palawan have imprinted on me just as they imprint on the Earth.

They were so cute finding their way to meet a wave but there were some who were..

umm slow like a turtle 🐢

It was like they were waiting for the waves to take them. They were completely chill🍹 While we, the onlookers, wanted to make sure they get on the water asap. We had to restrain ourselves from picking them up.

You can just imagine it. The adult humans were stressing out. The baby sea turtles barely a few hours old, 2 inches in size, can only see the light, about to dive into the vast ocean for the very first time - without training or parents to guide them- were chill 😆

They were showing me and teaching me...

We don't have to fix everything.

​Sometimes "helping" someone often means just holding space while they find their own strength.

They taught me that the open ocean (aka Life) isn't scary if you trust the internal compass you were born with.

​Slow down.

Imprint.

Swim against the waves until you reach the deep parts of you.

Everything we need is already within us.

I'm still in the process of processing everything that has happened in the retreat.

Some parts of me are still in San Vicente sitting by the beach watching the soft pink glow of the moon setting in the horizon.

Another part of me waiting for the 5:30PM sunset curious how the sun will mesmerize me.

Nature was a big participant in this retreat. It made itself felt in every aspect of our experience. Subtle. Impactful.

My heart swells from gratitude.

We were held.... in a way that as a facilitator I can never pre-plan.

It allowed me to surrender and allow God, our spiritual guides, and our loving ancestors to guide us.

Leaving the overthinking behind.
And instead, embracing our inner guidance.

How this group came together is no accident or coincidence.

We were all meant to experience this healing journey together.

The personal stories we brought with us were healing for the group.

It's not really what we do or what we have accomplished that makes a person memorable. It's how one carries themselves through difficult times that makes one so inspirational.

And I am immensely inspired by each of you , camille

My biggest takeaway from this retreat is/was
..which I learned and witnessed from all of you...

You are worth the hassle and the inconvenience.

Your healing, your inner work, your personal journey, is worth the time, the extraordinary effort, the investment, the inconvenience on others.

Thank you.

Thank you for letting me learn from you.

Thank you for your openness, your vulnerability, and your curiousity towards new experiences and perspectives.

It takes a lot of strength in character to seek, ask, receive and accept help from others.

We don't just unpack our wounds.

We learn to transmute them.

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We learn to hold the energy of the depth and rawness of our pain.

We learn to face them without seeing them as our identity.

We learn to not depend on them to tell us who we are.

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We learn to live outside of our wounds.

As they become a separate entity from us, we release them.

We transform them.

We transmute them into energy that becomes part of the earth, part of the wind, part of water, transmuted through fire...

Not destroyed, just transformed.

Everything, even wounds, can be transmuted back to light.

Back to how all of creation began.

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The evolutionary process continues...

Driving to the bank today, I was hit with a familiar 'Ugh' feeling: the tension between resisting and surrendering.

Here’s the back story: My debit card finally expired after over a decade. The idea of having to stand in line for hours in a cramped, crowded space felt dreadful. Deep down, I could feel myself resisting; it felt like a total waste of my time.

Coincidentally, Yan’s card expired the same month. We managed to put it off for two months, but eventually, we had to "adult" and face the music.

Just as we pulled into the parking lot, a light bulb turned on: I could use this waiting time to write my March newsletter.

And that’s exactly what I did.

While sitting uncomfortably (though, thank God there were chairs), my mind began its usual list of complaints and my body felt restless. But instead of going down that familiar route, I turned inward and started typing on my phone. Before I knew it, our number was called. Ten minutes later? Mission accomplished.

I’m not sure if I’ll actually send that specific draft. For me, it wasn't about the productivity or "multitasking" (a habit I’ve learned to drop). The real mission was not letting my brain get the best of me. I surrendered to the things outside my control—the crowds, the slow banking system, the weather—and focused entirely on what I could control: my thoughts, my emotions, and my actions.

I’ll admit, I’m breathing much easier now that it’s over. I truly hope that in another ten years, our banking systems will allow us to handle everything online. But for today, we made a "day" out of it.

We treated ourselves to a late lunch, I got a haircut, and we topped it off with yogurt and ice cream🍦😋😋

The day could have easily been defined by frustration. Instead, it turned out to be amazing. To me, that is the true magic of surrender.

Healing doesn't have to look Instagrammable.

Which I know is very ironic because I'm on Instagram😆 and I've spent enough time on this, and sometimes it's not healthy.

But we can hold two truths at the same time.

We can stay genuine while still working out the parts of us that longs to belong and be accepted.

We can keep trying. We can keep failing.

We can show up, anyway.

Healing can be painful and messy, that is why showing up for yourself is a huge undertaking and many times, it's enough.

I'm glad you're here with me on this journey.

I'm glad we've crossed paths, whether it's just through a screen, a post or connected through a word we both resonate with.

Much love 💚

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When fear is being thrown in every corner, remember to move and act with love.

Fear has been spread around for centuries. This is not the first time.

Yet, we are still here. Yet, we still stand.

Love is what gets us through fear.

We are only going to be here on Earth for a blip of a second.

Choose Love.