I nurtured my vision by collecting esoteric, financial, and psychological information; masterminding ways to gain wealth; and learning about myself—how to unlearn negative habits, thoughts, and situations. I learned the value of self and to hold myself in the highest regard, because no one else would if I did not first. I learned the ways in which I betrayed myself and saw them reflected in how people around me treated me. The farther I got on my journey of creation, the more I realized that this was a time I had to go at it alone. Introspection became my best friend. Meditation became my peace and my answer. Deep self-judgment healed and balanced when I gave myself grace in the moment. As harsh as it may sound, this period of nurturing oneself—or one’s life in general—is like raising a child. I parented myself and my desires; I took time to learn and relearn who I was in the process, all while reconnecting with my younger self’s physical and emotional patterns. I learned that the reality I saw before me was a visual representation of the work I put in, the foundation I laid, and the seeds I planted long ago: gestation, the physical representation of a new life being created—the darkness, the void, the womb—the space where life is altered and alchemized…