The information that has become public in the past few months, lifting the veil on how our society is run, has been some of the most troublesome I’ve encountered in my life.

Also, it has created one of the most impactful shifts I’ve seen in the public space of the Western world.

At first, it triggered the hell out of me… and then, paradise—so to speak.

Aren’t triggers always a gift, though?

The Nature of Triggers

Think about the most painful experience in your life.

Going through it probably felt like dying the most agonizing death—like a thousand knives stabbing you from behind and straight through your chest and stomach.

The feeling of having zero power over it.

The intensity of the pain, the obsessive thinking patterns, the agony—not just one day, one week, or one month. Sometimes even years.

Now… if you managed to come out of it, how do you think of it? Has that trigger been neutralized?

Have you learned something from it?

Possibly you have realized you are a different person. Or it taught you something about yourself that you wouldn’t have learned otherwise.

You have evolved out of it, into a more authentic version of yourself.

The most traumatic experiences in my life have always taught me something about love.

They have been the most challenging, bringing me to a whole new level of consciousness and presence.

I feel this has happening again, although for the first time I am experiencing it not only inside of me, but as something affecting the entire planet at the same time.

The Mirror Within

What is being revealed with the Epstein file is that “evil” or “cruelty” are not something just external. At a deeper level, it shows us the mechanism of disconnection from Self, and the level of disconnection that also lives within each one of us.

My first reaction was outrage:
“How is this possible? These beings are monstrous.”

I was disgusted.

I judged. I reacted. I was frightened by the darkness I saw. I lost sleep over it and eventually got my body sick because of the internal turmoil I was experiencing.

And then I saw something else quite shocking, in that it was a total surprise.

I started seeing the same patterns living within myself.

Not the same actions, of course—but the same intrinsic mechanisms: how disconnection takes place and how it is perpetuated.

How did I not see this before? How could I be blind to myself and my presence in the world?

Understanding Disconnection

Let’s make an example. It doesn’t matter if you believe in it or not—just for the sake of logic.

Imagine a group of beings that are not entirely human, who sustain themselves through the consumption of human flesh.

Now, remove the story, the judgment, the emotional charge.

Can you see how humans have used other species to sustain themselves for the sake of “survival”?

Not all species. Some we protect mainly—like dogs and cats.

Others we exploit systematically, extracting life, freedom, and dignity from them—such as what we do with cows, pigs, chickens, etc.

We can also extend this to how we treat the Earth in general.

At some point, we place ourselves in the position of owning what is not ours, using it for our benefit, disconnecting from the life within it.

And we normalize it.

Like we normalize killing.
Or wars across the planet.
Or suffering.

But how does this happen?

Through disconnection from feelings and emotions, standardization, delegating, comparison to others, and a high level of collective anesthesia.

And suddenly…

Yep. That’s me.
Yep. That’s you.
That’s all of us.

It’s easy to externalize “evil,” right? To “the other”—those we perceive as different, foreign, separate—as Edward Said explored in Orientalism.

But these “others,” these "demons", are actually inside of us. They are a part of us, part of what we are made of. It’s duality itself, the reason we came here.

Where does this shadow live in me?

This is one of the questions to ask oneself.

Choosing Differently

Thanks to the intensity in which this information has been circulating, it raised the level of emotion I was able to experience.

And guess what? That was the portal.

Because had it come at a different pace or in a different way, my system would have been numbed to it—because of the level of disconnection I already allowed within myself, which is at least similar to the level of disconnection accepted in society.

Without the shock factor, I wouldn’t have felt it. And without the explosion of emotions, I wouldn’t have seen it.

Something in me started to change—not just in how I see the world… but in how I participate in it. For example, my relationship with eating animals.

For many years I tried different diets and debated in my head what the best food for my body was, and I ended up eating mostly proteins and vegetables.

I beleived a vegetarian or vegan diet couldn’t work, based on my food intolerances, and I couldn’t see how to make it happen.

I went in circles, telling myself that certain choices were the best for me.

But now, something is different:

I can see.

So this is no longer a question of what works best for my body; it’s a question of alignment.

I am choosing to stop participating in systems that create suffering and exploitation of other living beings.

Not because I have all the answers—but because I can't unsee what I have seen.

And already, I feel different: lighter, clearer.

You see, the point is not just to observe and become aware of the level of disconnection within the self but reconnecting to the heart. To un-numb oneself and in doing do, to become more humane.

The Plot Twist

Unexpectedly then, I find myself feeling gratitude as a consequence of the release of these files, for what it has allowed me to experience, and the ways in which it has challenged me and pushed me to a new version.

I had all the information before—but somehow, I couldn’t hear. This time, it was loud enough.

So what I can say now is this: thank you, Epstein -

• For showing me the levels of "evil" and disconnection I hold within myself, and the level of harm I am capable of perpetuating without awareness

• For showing me how far I am willing to hold myself back, to see myself in pain, to fail myself

• For revealing how easily we manipulate each other with excuses that go against the flow of life

• For making sense of a planet that never made sense—I always felt it, but I gaslit myself

• For bringing me back to accountability, and the empowering truth that I am sovereign and free to choose to embody who I truly am: love and light