Camille Willemain

Ever feel like you’ve lived 1000 lifetimes already in this one?

That has certainly been my journey (and of course, it’s far from over) but eventually, there came a time when all of the rivers of my journey merged into one ocean of what I call my unique Priestess Path. 

And that’s why I believe one of the most important things we can do as women in this lifetime now, is liberate ourselves from ancient insidious patriarchal systems, narratives, and inherited patterns that keep us from deeply honoring the truth of ourselves, as we rebuild our direct trust in our sensual, alive, pulsing, wildly intelligent female body, in sacred ancient connection with the fertile abundant ever shapeshifting body of our Mother Earth. 

I grew up in the Pacific Northwest in a women’s circle.

Well kind of. It was me, my sister, and my mom. Raised by a single mother who worked as a social worker helping children of the most underprivileged families in the USA thrive, gave me a grit, humility, sensitivity, and empathy I might not have otherwise. It also imprinted me with a lot of struggle patterning, and a deep silent shame that by thriving in the world as a woman I was betraying my own motherline. 

My mother was one of 17 children (Catholic family) and my grandmother spent most of her adult life alone in her bedroom while my mom and her siblings raised each other. They lived on a huge property and mansion in Western Maryland that was once part of the Underground Railroad. I’ve also deeply sensed and channeled my grandmother came from a rich red lineage of holy womb priestesses (her name was Rose) and likely held ancestral New England witch burning trauma amidst all kinds of ancient priestess exile wounds. 

From the time of my teenage erotic awakening I struggled a lot with attachment trauma in deeply emotionally harmful (and at times physically and sexually harmful) relationships with men that bled into my early adulthood, a whole fusion of my father leaving when I was in the womb and a cocktail mix of astrology, past lifetimes, and personal dharma for the work I’m here to do now. 

Initially following the far more conventional path of my fatherline (my paternal grandfather raised himself out of extreme poverty and eventually became a Supreme Court Judge) I went the conventional route, got a business degree in undergrad, started my career in marketing because I thought it was the only way I could be creative and still earn a living. (I was also never any good at it!!)

Then came 2011 when the Dark Goddess rocked my world, and stripped away all of the false foundations that were never meant to serve my true path and purpose. Extremely uncharacteristically, after losing my job and my relationship ending, I spent three months living in a coastal jungle town in Costa Rica back when there was a one lane dirt road and barely any internet. 

That’s when Gaia bloomed my body open to the wild glorious magic of her unconditional love, and my life was never be the same again. I traded in my flat iron for a wild curly mane, my stilettos for bare feet, and my BMW for a rusty banana bike. I fell in love with the Earth and in Her love I fell in love with myself. 

I sold all of my belongings, chose to live in that small jungle town, and started traveling the world with a backpack. On the journey, not knowing how I would financially support myself, I created a travel blog called This American Girl with stories of my unconventional lifestyle, that at its peak was read by 2.5 million people per month. 

Inspired by the international expat culture that surrounded me, I studied every esoteric system under the sun, discovered holistic health, cleansing, and fasting, and trained as an energy worker, yoga teacher, dance meditation teacher, breathworker, transformational facilitator, and offered women’s rewilding retreats in Costa Rica.

Traveling across the world alone guided by my intuition, I discovered I had a mysterious gift for channeling past lifetimes while receiving visions from the body of Gaia. Eventually, I could communicate directly with land to discover her ancient stories. Long before I read books and took courses on the Goddess path, I received visions on islands, in temples, and deep in the forest. 

Then came my underworld descent. 

In 2018 I heard the call, like Inanna in the iconic mythology, placed my ear to the Great Below, and without a map or a clear direction, I dove head first into the darkness. 

More literally, I wanted to go deeper into the Feminine, and my mystical awakening catalyzed daily panic attacks, strange inexplicable health conditions, and the resurgence of many layers of sexual trauma I didn’t even realize I had. I fully landed in the Underworld one night when I survived an intense traumatic event that blast my consciousness wide open and shattered me into the arms of the Dark Goddess.

I left my home in Costa Rica a few days later (and wouldn’t return for many years), ended my travel blog, and set off into the void.