Today I want to share something that has been on my heart over the last few days. For many years, I chose to lead from the shadows... It started as a safety survival mechanism from infancy... I observed how the seeds I plant and the words I speak often carry weight and influence (without the recognition, reward,, and many times without proper compensation). I have had many copy-cats, trying to emulate, use my words, mimic my appearance, and even try to insert themself or interfere with romantic relationships. While, at best, this is flattering, it is also disheartening to see that as I share more of myself, someone wants to use the wisdom I paid dearly for through several years of sacrifice and healing. The most maddening part is the copy-cats are preaching authenticity, but not embracing it themselves. I will do my best to simply 'ignore' this as I truly believe in the words I speak - what we feed grows.... Yet, if you don't see me sharing as much, know that those behaviors are contributing factors. I lived the contrast, did the ancestral healing, and this is why I do what I do... I really do want people to flourish and step into the highest version of themselves because that's where the magic lies.... Peace, Love & Healing, Dana

I think the education system is awful. Whenever I was in school, particularly my final years of secondary school, school made my life a living hell, honestly. It was bad enough having to deal with the stress from exams, from my parents, from teachers, or the boring routine that I had to follow every day there, and how I was basically sleep-deprived every single day because of course, whenever I was younger, I maximised the dopamine whenever I got home from school so that would end up with me staying up late with my friends, whatever, and the cycle repeats. But particularly school was absolutely horrendous in my final few months because, you see, in secondary school, on my final year, I had this friend I would talk to in my class in my year group and that was fine but he unfortunately left midway through. After that I had no choice but to go to this group of "friends" but I would quickly realise that they were not my friends, "friends", and instead they just used me as a source of entertainment, honestly, and it started off small… They would joke here and there but it got progressively worse and worse and it hurt me more each time. Whenever it first started, sure, I can take a joke. There's nothing wrong with that but it progressively got worse and worse and it was like I was their source of entertainment because they would just push my buttons until I just lost it, which was, very honestly, about two times actually. I did get seriously angry but most of the time I was just jokingly angry, if you know what I mean. I already did not like school but now I had to worry about: having zero friends in my classes and at lunch and break times I had to deal with these fake horrible "friends". That made my life absolutely horrendous and I wouldn't wish that on anyone because it was traumatic. It was so bad and I don't think I've ever felt as tired as those evenings whenever I would come home from school after a day like that. I'm really grateful I'm not at school now.