Apparently, I needed one more round this week.

Here’s what happened:

I had signed up for a day on feminine entrepreneurship.
There I was. At home. Online.
All ready.
But the moment I started listening...
my whole body closed down.
From my throat to my heart to my belly.
Tight. Frozen.

In the past?
I would’ve stayed. Listened.
Thought, “It must be me.”
Pushed through. Endured.
But not anymore.

After fifteen minutes, I decided:
This is not for me.

A few days later — same story.
A webinar about advertising. Facebook, funnels, you know the drill.
And again, as I write this now, I can feel it: my entire system shut down.

And I asked myself:
What made me sign up for this?
What made me believe there was still something to ‘get’ here?

Or maybe...
I created this experience precisely to feel something.
To feel my own truth.
To feel my own direction.

I listened to those webinars, and my inner antenna lit up.
All I heard were beliefs. Strategies. Conditioning.
No judgment — honestly. It’s fine.
But it’s just not my reality.

Because I know.
I know my path.

A few months ago, I asked myself:
“What’s a marketing strategy that truly aligns?”

But even that question...
wasn’t aligned.

Marketing strategy? Seriously, Eef?

Okay. I felt it. I breathed through it.

And that night… I had a dream.

I saw a YouTube video.
A woman promoting her course.
Behind her — a whiteboard.
And in the dream, I became lucid.
I knew: this is a dream, and I’m watching.
And I thought: why would anyone record a video with a messy board in the background?

I zoomed in.

What does it say?

And I read:

Marketing Strategy:
Just share from everything that’s here.

Period.
True.
Spot on.

That’s it.

Only that.

Everything that is.

Everything I’m tuned into.

Everything that flows through me when I sit down.
Right here. In this energy.
And nothing more.

I let go of everything else.
Apparently, my role is to bring this into the field.
Whoever resonates, will find it.
I don’t even need to write this.
It doesn’t have to provoke any response.

Because it’s not about what happens in 3D.
It’s about the pathways that open in the collective.
Energetic. Invisible.

It is — because I am.
And that is enough.

That I love sharing — from everything that is —
is simply a joy.
A pull from within.
A full-body yes.
Without expectation.

For the joy of being alive.

And if my survival ego still gets nervous?
I hold her. Gently.

I look around me.
Into the now.
Into this projection.
This mirror of myself.

And the reality I live in — as I write this — is this:
How much abundance are you willing to receive, Eef?
And if everything is a mirror…
how much abundance are you willing to be?

Gratitude is flowing.
And that… is more than enough.

Everything else takes care of itself by itself.

I lovingly closed the webinars.
With a smile.
And walked into the garden.

What a gift.