I was living on a mountain in Spain with no running water when Kali appeared in my meditation. She told me she wasn't destruction — she was liberation. Five days later, everything I knew was gone. And it was exactly right.

I stood near a tree in the Vondelpark, living in Amsterdam at the time, not knowing what I was doing. Then something happened I still don't have perfect words for. I felt held — by something ancient and unhurried that the tree was part of.