Releasing the cellular imprinting of your experiential history.
Peeling back layers of emotional density that have been dormant for lifetimes.
Navigating the depths of your own experiential rites of passage.
| p49 | Once this often-painful period is completed, the horizon once again comes into view and one ceases to see oneself as lost in a momentum that seems devoid of direction. For the direction is within the depths of one’s own cellular structure. And the process of combing those depths for displaced fragments of one’s consciousness is the way out of a lifetime that may have come to be imprisoned by them. |