life in presence
Here, there is only presence.
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I invite you to sit with me. To remember.
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There is a place within you that is already whole.
Beyond the noise, beneath the stories, behind every grasping for more — there is light.
Still, constant, eternal.
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My path has been one of complete surrender.
Not effort or striving, but dissolving —
dying to everything I thought I was,
and awakening to what has always been.
a quiet transmission
Petal is not a brand or a service. She is a transmission — a quiet field of presence.
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A space where presence is felt —
and in that presence, remembrance arises.
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I simply sit.
And if you feel called, you are welcome to sit with me.
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This is not a path of becoming.
It is a return.
A falling away.
A resting in what you already are.
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There is nothing to fix.
There is only the soft turning inward —
toward the light that you have never left.
From the flower that gave me my name. A gentle blooming back to essence.
this life
I live in Alberta, Canada with my husband and two children.
I homeschool my daughter and walk gently through life,
allowing the ordinary moments to become sacred through presence.
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My story includes letting go of everything I thought I was — only to discover that what remains is enough.
Is everything.
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Today, I live quietly, rooted in peace.
Not because life is perfect —
but because I no longer resist what is.
Floating in surrender. Trusting the current. Held by the unseen.
undoing
The path of self-inquiry, deep inner work, mystical transformation.
There were awakenings that shattered me.
Nights of darkness where I lost everything — including myself.
Homelessness. Silence. Emptiness.
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And in that emptiness, I became full.
I was returned to the simplicity of being.
Not as a concept,
but as direct experience — unfiltered, ungrasped.
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The identities fell away.
And in the space that remained, I remembered my true nature:
Light.
Stillness.
Presence.
sit with me
If your heart is tired of the seeking…
If something ancient stirs when you read these words…
You are already being called home.
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Sit with me — not to learn, not to heal, not to grow —
but to remember.
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You are the light.
You always have been.
If you feel called, leave a note below.
petal will meet you in the quiet.