Updated 2025

|| Let This Be Your Beginning ||

Dear Kim,

Hi Kim! Its a great relief or say a great hope when I found you. With all the testimonies that i read it uplift my spirit and frustration. Tons of questions runs on my mind. How,why and when did they learned or know Kim? Why they sound so attached? Why and how did Kim motivated them so much? How and why Kim has a great heart in helping International Nurses in achieving our dreams and goals in our life and career? These are few to mention of all my ?

Anyway my family and I migrated here in Canada for more than a year now. I’ve been working in Middle East for almost 15 years when I decided to find a greener pasture and a better future for my family. Vancouver is our first stop directly form Middle East. I took my CLB last year, Reading 7, speaking, 7, Listening 8 and writing 6. I tried my luck on IELTS but unfortunately it didn’t go well, the results shattered my heart and my goal. Am on the midst of going back to Middle East but all the people that I’ve meet they will advised me to hang on. Thru browsing internet I found your site and it caught my attention. Here I am now hoping and praying that I will capture the better and brighter future that am dreaming for my family  and kids thru your help.
God Bless and may you be blessed more with knowledge and wisdom to share with us all……

Regards,J

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🜄 Return to Self

Dear J,

You were brave to write.

It’s not easy to speak from that place: where hope and heartbreak mingle. Where a dream has been cracked, but not shattered. I hear that you’ve walked far already: across years in the Middle East, across oceans to Canada, across the quiet ache of starting again.

And in the midst of that journey, you found your way to a page, a testimony, a thread of words from strangers who spoke not only about CELBAN, but about being seen.

Something in you stirred. Something knew, this is for me.

That is not a small thing. That is the beginning of a return: to who you were before discouragement took hold. To the one who still believes she has more to give.

🜁 Fog to Clarity

You asked questions only the heart can ask:

• “How, why, and when did they know Kim?”
• “Why do they sound so attached?”
• “How could she motivate them so much?”

These aren’t questions about a person. They’re questions about connection. About trust. About how it’s possible to feel held (through a screen, across distance) when someone speaks not only to your mind, but to your becoming.

And perhaps, J, that’s why you were moved. Because something inside you could tell: this wasn’t just about information. It was about recognition.

You were not alone.

You were never meant to be.

🜃 Rooted in Enoughness

Your words carry both strength and sorrow. You speak of shattered goals, of contemplating going back. You speak of failure: not just as an exam result, but as something that tried to lodge itself in your identity.

But I want to speak gently to that place in you:

You are not your scores.
You are not your detour.
You are not the ache of waiting.

You are someone who moved across countries not for survival… but for love. For your children. For a future only you could envision.

That is already enough.

Your heart has stayed soft. Your faith, intact. You keep showing up. That, too, is success.

🜂 Rekindling the Inner Fire

And yet… I can feel the spark in you again.

You wouldn’t have written if the flame were gone.

You wouldn’t have prayed if something in you didn’t still believe.

This, J, is your rekindling.

It doesn’t need to roar yet. Let it flicker gently for now. Let it be warmed by your longing, not scorched by pressure. Let it grow slowly, as you begin preparing for CELBAN: not to prove your worth, but to remember it.

You were a nurse before.
You are still a nurse now.
And you will be a nurse again.

Because the world still needs what lives in your hands.

🜀 Standing at Zenith

I often wonder how people find me… at just the moment they feel like giving up.

But over the years, I’ve stopped believing it’s coincidence.

What I know is this: we are not the ones who write the sacred timing of our healing. That is Spirit’s work. That is prayer’s mysterious unfolding.

Your message found me on a morning I needed reminding. And here you are, asking not only for help… but for belonging.

And so I say to you:

You are not too late.
You are not too broken.
You are not too far behind.

You are becoming.

And I will walk with you: not only as a guide, but as a witness. As someone who knows the cost of this path, and the quiet joy of finally standing where you always knew you belonged.

Let this be your return.

Let this be your beginning.

With reverence,
~ Kim

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