Perfectly Imperfect, Being a Spiritual Human

A raw reflection on what it means to be both spiritual and human—skipping rituals, dancing late, and finding truth in imperfection.

What if being spiritual didn’t mean being perfect? In this honest reflection, I share what it looks like to be a healer who also dances, sips wine, skips rituals—and still returns to the light.

A permission slip for anyone walking the path with messy, beautiful humanity.