What is passion?
Each of us has our own definition — our own perception of this word. If we look deeper, it becomes clear: every one of us sees the world through our own unique lens. Our view is shaped by our experiences, traumas, upbringing, relationships, culture — everything we’ve lived.
So when we talk about “passion,” it’s no surprise that the word carries a different meaning for each of us.
And that’s okay. In fact, that’s beautiful.
So, what is passion for you?
Let me tell you what it is for me.

The Call of the Road

When I think about the things I truly love, the first word that comes to mind is traveling.
It’s always been at the top of my list.
But again — traveling means different things to different people.
What do you get from it? How do you travel? With whom? For how long?
So many questions. So many options.
And every time I think of it, I’m reminded: life is limitless.
The main way I love to travel is alone. I discovered this long ago, and I treasure it deeply. I love my children and the time we share — but when it comes to travel, I still choose solitude. And here’s why:

Alone, but Not Lonely

I’ve spent much of my life in search of love — hungry for it.
I collected crumbs of affection wherever I could find them. I let my boundaries be crossed. I wasn’t always true to myself. I hurt myself. I let others hurt me — all in the name of love.
Back then, I couldn’t bear to be alone. I filled the quiet with noise: series, chats, calls, coffee dates, parties… anything but silence.
It took years for me to finally arrive at a place where I was ready to be alone.
And that’s when traveling became medicine.
When you travel solo, you become your own compass.
You go where you want. Stay as long as you feel like. Eat what you crave. Talk or don’t talk. Rest. Move. Explore. Reflect.
 There’s no need to negotiate, compromise, or adjust — just listen to your own rhythm. Your needs. Your soul.
It’s not about rejecting others — it’s about choosing yourself. About respecting your own truth.
For the first time, I wasn’t trying to please anyone. I could just be me. Authentically. Without filters. Without fear of rejection.
Those solo journeys taught me how to stand in my power.
 How to respect my boundaries. How to be okay with the quiet.
And when I changed, the world changed with me.
I stopped worrying about saying the “right” thing.
 I stopped filtering myself to be accepted or loved.
And you know what? I learned this truth:
There is always someone who will love you for who you are.
When I finally embraced being alone, it was simple.
 I put on my sunglasses, lay on the beach, and switched off. That was my sacred moment.

Beyond the Path

So yes — traveling is one of my great passions.
But I’ve also walked many paths: jobs, studies, experiences.
 I didn’t always know what I wanted to do. I didn’t have one “big calling” I stuck with for life. And honestly, I think that’s more common than we admit.
 We grow. We evolve. Our passions shift. And even if you’re doing something you love — it never stays exactly the same.
Take healing work, for example. With each client and each session, you change. You gain new insight, new depth. It’s never static.
That’s why I’ve always followed attraction — a sense of pull. If something sparked curiosity, I trusted it. I followed the soul’s whisper.
One time, I studied interior design — not to change careers, but because I enjoyed it. I designed many spaces for friends and family, just for joy. It never became a job, but it was a part of my journey. And that’s enough.
My guiding principle is this: Follow the soul.
 Because most of the time, the mind doesn’t know the way.
But I’m not saying to follow every impulse.
I’m saying: get quiet enough to hear your heart — really hear it.
 And when that subtle voice speaks, follow it. That’s your way home.

A Shift Within

Lately, parts of my life have been calling for my attention — and I knew I needed to listen.
From experience, I’ve learned: when we truly listen — to our body, our heart, and our soul — something always comes up. Something to integrate. Something to heal. A whisper guiding us to the next step.
Recently, I took part in a powerful Shamanic soul journey, guided by my dear friend and energy medicine healer, Marija Čukman.
 During this ritual, deep insights rose to the surface.
For those who already live their passion — you’ll understand this:
My work is my passion.
Most of my life, I’ve followed my heart, my intuition, my inner compass — even when I didn’t always call it “passion.”
 I just tried to stay true to myself.
It wasn’t always easy. Often, it felt impossible. But I kept going.
 And now I can say with clarity:
I follow my passion.
And yes — my work is one of them.
But something unexpected surfaced during this healing:
I realized I carry a fear — a fear of fully surrendering to my passion.
 A fear of letting go completely and dropping into that vibrant, alive state I enter when I’m deeply immersed in my work.
And as I went deeper, I discovered the root of it.
It traced back to a past-life wound.
In that life, when I finally allowed myself to enjoy my work — when it became my passion — something devastating happened.
 That pain became imprinted in my soul.
Unknowingly, I’ve carried it into this life… until now.
But something shifted.
I made a choice:
I am ready.
Ready to let go of the fear.
 Ready to live and breathe my passion — fully.
Because for me, life and work are one. 
They heal each other. They feed each other. They are one flow.
I don’t know how long I’ll do what I do. None of us does.
 But what I do know is this:
I will not stop following my passion.
 I will not betray myself.
 Even in the face of fear — especially then — I will continue.
Because only good can come from living in truth.
 And for that, I am deeply grateful.

The Puzzle Comes Together

Looking back, I see how all my passions and experiences formed a great puzzle.
All the knowledge, all the adventures, all the soul whispers — they’ve brought me here.
And now, I want to share this with you.
Organizing retreats is one of my soul purposes.
I’ve poured my heart, my soul, and every part of me into this work.
I know I have something to give. I know you’ll feel it.
 You’ll gain something real and meaningful from this experience.
I want to offer you a piece of myself — the part that holds all the wisdom I’ve remembered, the treasures I’ve uncovered on my journey.
Because this is not just about travel. 
It’s about soul. About healing. About remembering who you are.
This is my purpose. My path. My joy.
This is my soul journey in this body, in this world — beyond the physical and the ordinary.
So if your soul feels the call…
I am here.
 And I welcome you.