What’s meant for you won’t miss you: And I’ll prove it to you
I’ve always believed that what’s meant for you won’t miss you, even in moments where my life felt uncertain, where I couldn’t see the full picture, and where parts of me questioned if I was on the right path. There was always something deeper within me that trusted that things were unfolding the way they were meant to, even if I didn’t understand how or why in the moment. And at the same time, I know what it feels like to doubt that, to wonder if you’ve missed something, or if something that was meant for you somehow passed you by.
This is the story that continues to bring me back to that trust.
I’ve always loved storytelling, long before I stepped into any kind of healing or spiritual work. I was studying journalism at the time, believing that this was the path I was meant to follow, because at my core, I’ve always been drawn to people’s stories, to the depth of human experience, and to the meaning we make out of what we live through. As I began to go through my own inner shifts, especially around 2019 and into 2020, I started to realize that my connection to storytelling was never really about traditional journalism. It was about something deeper. It was about helping people own their stories, to see their power, their uniqueness, and to find meaning in what they’ve lived through. That part of me never changed, even as everything else began to evolve.
During COVID, I had a photojournalism assignment for school that required me to go out and document an event. At the time, I was already feeling drawn toward more holistic spaces and alternative ways of healing. That’s when I came across a sound bath event. I didn’t overthink it, I just followed that curiosity and decided to go.
I remember walking into that space and immediately feeling that it was different. There was lots of love flowing around. I moved through the space with my camera, documenting the event for my assignment, capturing moments as they unfolded, while also quietly taking it all in myself. After the session, I interviewed the facilitator, Scherri Dickson, as well as the owner of the studio, Natalina Giovinazzo. There was something about the way they spoke about their work that stayed with me, even if I didn’t fully grasp its significance at the time. I completed the assignment, submitted it, and continued on with my life, not realizing that I had just stepped into something that would later come back around in a much deeper way.
As life continued to unfold, I found myself going deeper into my own healing journey. I was opening up to parts of myself that I had long ignored, diving into womb work and reconnecting with my body, my emotions, and my inner world in ways that felt both unfamiliar and deeply necessary. One day, during a meditation on connecting to my life’s mission, i saw a vision of a woman running through the jungle, wearing a white dress, completely free, completely in her body, moving with a kind of instinct and power that felt ancient. Beside her was a jaguar running with her. I didn’t try to analyze it or make immediate sense of it, instead I just wrote it down in my journal and trusted that clarity will come with time.
Weeks later, the womb healer I had been working with, someone who had already begun guiding me on this path of feminine healing in ways I was only starting to understand, shared a post about an upcoming retreat. The moment I saw it, I gasped. The reel she posted to promote the retreat was literally of a woman running in the jungle with a jaguar. That is when I know that this Warrior Priestess Initiation Retreat is meant for me to experience, so without overthinking it, I decided to go.
During the retreat, I experienced a kind of deep remembering that is difficult to put into words. It wasn’t dramatic or overwhelming, but it was steady and real, like something in me was quietly coming back online. This retreat was one of the best experiences of my life as it had been the first trip I take solo, the first time I experience a women’s circle, the first time exploring the purity of my naked body.. it literally felt like I had found heaven on Earth.
One of the nights, we pulled cards for guidance, asking for clarity around our paths. When I turned mine over, it read “Whale and Orca Elders - Share your song, frequency of sound, diving deep.” I felt intrigued but also confused, because the only reference point I had for that was the sound bath I had attended for my school assignment a year before, something I hadn’t thought much about since. And yet, there was something about receiving that message in that moment that felt significant, even if I couldn’t fully explain why.
Before leaving the retreat, I found myself in prayer asking for community. Not just any community, but one that felt aligned, where I could be fully myself without needing to perform or shrink. I wanted spaces where I could exist in my truth and be met there. I remember the facilitators praying and crying with me and encouraging me to take action as well. To actively seek out the spaces and people I was calling in.
When I returned home, I took that seriously. I began searching for gatherings in my area, looking into women’s circles, ecstatic dances, and any space that felt even slightly aligned with what I was seeking. I didn’t have a clear plan or a defined path. At the time I had discovered conscious music and wanted to only immerse myself with songs with uplifting and positive messages, and through that I fell in love with chants- which led to buying my first drum and later on that drum speaking to me to find a teacher to help me fall in love with my voice - which I had so much resistance to.
So I began searching again, this time more specifically for sound training, for someone who could help me step more fully into this path. Eventually, I found a teacher, not a traditional vocal coach, but a sound healing practitioner, and after our first week together, she invited me to an ecstatic dance.
From the moment I arrived, I could feel that this space held something different. There was a sense of openness, of authenticity, of people being fully expressed without judgment. There were people wearing costumes, so many friendly and smiley faces, and everyone felt approachable. As the night unfolded, I found myself dancing with no worries of how I am perceived. It was the kind of community I had been praying for, the kind that you don’t have to force or try to fit into, because it meets you exactly where you are.
And then, as if everything was quietly aligning behind the scenes, I realized something that brought the entire journey full circle.
The woman facilitating that space that night was Natalina, the same woman who owned the studio where I had attended my very first sound bath. The same space I had found randomly for a school assignment, the same place I had walked into without knowing what I was stepping into. Seeing her again in that context, at that point in my life, felt like a confirmation that none of it had been a coincidence, that every step, every moment, every seemingly disconnected experience had been part of a much larger unfolding.
In that moment, I understood in a way that went beyond logic that what is meant for you truly does not miss you. Not because it is guaranteed to appear once and only once, but because it has a way of finding you again, of circling back, of meeting you when you are ready to receive it.
It requires something from you as well, a willingness to follow what calls you, to trust what you feel even when it doesn’t make immediate sense, and to take action when something pulls you in.
Because I trusted my heart and listened to my desires, I was able to find the community that would help me grow into the woman I am today. A sought after feminine wellness facilitator, womb healer and sound practitioner.
Sometimes, the first time something meant for you appears, you are not ready for it. So it passes through your life quietly, leaving an impression without fully landing. And then, at another time, in another version of yourself, it returns. And when it does, you recognize it, you accept it, and this time, it stays.
And when it stays, it changes everything. So don’t give up on your dreams and visions. Trust that God/ the universe is already leading you down the path to receiving it, it is simply a matter of time.