Shaman is my calling

Before I answered the call of shamanism, my life was a quiet, predictable rhythm—work, home, sleep, repeat. On the surface, everything seemed normal, but beneath it, I felt a persistent emptiness. There was a part of me that longed for something I couldn’t name, something deeper, something alive.

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No goals, no expectations—just the simple act of being present. I sat quietly, letting my breath become the only rhythm, letting the world fall away.

Then, something shifted. A subtle vibration rose from deep within me, a pulse that seemed to connect me to everything and nothing all at once. And suddenly, I crossed into a dimension I had never known—not a place of the physical world, but a living, breathing spiritual space.

Light and color danced around me, flowing like liquid, forming shapes that seemed alive with meaning. Patterns of sacred geometry unfolded in the air, humming with a silent, ancient language. And there, at the heart of it all, the White Lotus appeared.

It was not beside me, and it was not a vision I could touch—it was me. Every petal, every glow, every pulse of its energy reflected something ancient and real within my own being. In that moment, I remembered a truth I had long forgotten: the spiritual path is not something we chase—it is something we awaken to.

This experience was more than a vision. It was a spiritual initiation, a doorway opening into a dimension of awareness that had been quietly waiting for me. I felt my consciousness expand, aligning with a clarity and light that made the ordinary world feel softer, brighter, and infinitely alive.

And yet, the White Lotus did not end there. It continues—every time I close my eyes, every moment of stillness, it rises again, unfolding its petals in the present moment. It is not a memory of the past, but a living, breathing presence that exists here and now, guiding me, revealing truths, and deepening the connection to the life that pulses through everything.

You might ask, what is the White Lotus?

There is no simple answer.

Years passed as I searched, questioned, and tried to understand the meaning behind my experience. Then, during a ceremony, something profound happened—I connected to the Lotus again.

But this time, it was different.

I wasn’t just looking at the Lotus.

I was the Lotus, looking back at myself.

It was a moment where the boundaries between observer and essence dissolved. A moment where I realized the White Lotus isn’t a thing you see—it’s a consciousness you become. It’s an awareness that reveals itself when you’re ready, and it continues to unfold every time I close my eyes and return to stillness.

Since that awakening, my life has been transformed. The noise of the world is still there, but I have discovered a silence that hums with insight and presence. The White Lotus reminds me that the spiritual dimension is never distant. It is always within reach, waiting for us to slow down, to breathe, to open our hearts and minds.

The White Lotus is not a story of what once happened—it is an invitation, a living reality, unfolding every moment. And as long as I remain present, it continues to teach me, guide me, and remind me of who I truly am.

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