My name is Vania.
For most of my life, I walked through this world believing I was only this human self: this body, these thoughts, my past experiences, my circumstances. I didn’t question it for a long time. Most of us don’t. Many stay asleep their entire lives, identifying completely with the surface of who they are.
We learn to see life as something that happens to us—unpredictable, uncontrollable, something we must endure or surrender to. And in doing so, we forget who we really are. We forget that beneath the surface identity there is awareness itself. Pure love. Pure bliss. Perfection. A realm where all things are possible, where there is no good or bad, no judgment—only being. Simply I am.
And yet, for some of us, there comes a moment when something begins to shake. Often it happens when we touch the bottom: a loss, a breakup, an illness, a tragedy. In those moments, we may feel hopeless or desperate, but something else can also arise—an invitation. A call to finally return home. Back to ourselves. Back to love.
That is often when we realize we have been living inside a lie for most of our lives, and that it is time to wake up. To be born again.
The journey that follows is not easy. It is deeply challenging. You forget again and again. You question everything. At times, you may feel like you are losing your mind. It can be an incredibly lonely process, especially when there are few—or no—people around you who speak the same inner language. Conversations begin to feel shallow. Connections that once felt safe no longer resonate. Sometimes, it feels like you have to leave parts of your old life behind.
Here, I share what I have discovered along my journey of spiritual awakening and conscious creation—not as someone who has arrived, but as someone who is still learning, still remembering.
If these words resonate with you, you are welcome here.
We can remember together.