02/02/2026
February already.
January feels like a blur — a challenging and powerful one.
I travelled back to Mexico to continue my training with Ecstatic Mysticism, and what unfolded there has been difficult to put into words.
Not because it’s secret or extraordinary…
but because some experiences feel too alive and too subtle for explanation.
The old word for this is numinous — moments that feel mysteriously charged, humbling, awe-filled.
The kind that gently loosen the ego’s grip and remind us we’re part of something much larger.
I came home quieter.
Softer.
Less certain, and somehow more trusting.
And the truth is —
we don’t have to travel across the world to meet these moments.
They’re waiting for us here too.
In the early light.
In the bush and the wind.
In stillness.
In the simple act of paying attention.
Sometimes soul speaks most clearly when we slow down enough to listen.
Have you ever had an experience that felt bigger than language?
I’d love to hear what that’s been like for you.
Image: Photo take at the Tulum Mayan Ruins, Mexico by Eliza-Beth