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This is an ode to my parents – my late father, Dr Kombo James Moyana, and my living mother, Marcia Petricia Moyana.
Our souls choose our parents. It blew my mind when I discovered this because my parents were both my first loves (I idolised them) and my greatest heartbreak (they broke my spirit).
They’ve left me with so many gifts of character, values, support and rich experience, but they also left me with a legacy of trauma, insecurity, feelings of unworthiness and deep wounds to heal.
But this is what my soul intended – my soul wanted me to expand and that could only happen if my parents parented me the way that they did. Let’s explore this concept. I discovered it in Michael Newton’s book, “Journey of Souls” and it instantly resonated
By Tenji MoyanaThis is an ode to my parents – my late father, Dr Kombo James Moyana, and my living mother, Marcia Petricia Moyana.
Our souls choose our parents. It blew my mind when I discovered this because my parents were both my first loves (I idolised them) and my greatest heartbreak (they broke my spirit).
They’ve left me with so many gifts of character, values, support and rich experience, but they also left me with a legacy of trauma, insecurity, feelings of unworthiness and deep wounds to heal.
But this is what my soul intended – my soul wanted me to expand and that could only happen if my parents parented me the way that they did. Let’s explore this concept. I discovered it in Michael Newton’s book, “Journey of Souls” and it instantly resonated