I am a soul who loves real connections, and struggles with surface-ness.
Who thrives on variety, adventure, humor, and passion.
Who loves to spend the day outdoors in the mountains or on the lake, and wishes summer time was year round.
Who hates spiders, being cold, and gravel (a bike riders enemy).
A mother of 3 incredible beings, and wife to a very capable, amazing man.
I am a soul who is energized by being with people and on being on the go, but is discovering an ever growing need for stillness and reflection.
I am an imperfect human who is learning to see the beauty in all the broken-ness and mended parts of myself.
I am a soul experiencing a beautiful life, made more beautiful by connecting with others.
My life has always felt like an inner struggle… until now. The fight between doing life the “right” way which has always felt like a massive effort to me and doing life differently than most (which I never allowed because I told myself that was for “other” people, not me.) You see, I’ve always wanted to “do what is right.” I believe I was born that way. The problem comes when doing “what is right” is blurred with “this is the right way” for you and everyone else. Black and White. Good and Bad.
Because of my desire to be good and worthy, I never considered listening to my own inner voice. Afterall didn’t those I looked up to have life all figured out? I completely ignored the whisperings of my heart telling me what is “right” for my life. Continuing to live this way made me more and more disconnected with my own soul, with my true path, until I felt absolutely miserable!
It was about 5 years ago that I had a major break down. It got to the point that I could really not even function. I was worse than a shell moving from one thing to the next. I hated my life…I hated what I had to do everyday for work. I hated who I had to work with, I hated leaving my baby at daycare to do a job that I suffered through. I hated the way I had become a strung out guilt ridden mother. I hated the constant fear I lived in in order to be motivated to survive. I felt that my whole world depended on me to keep going on even though I had nothing left to give.
So I did the last thing I could think of to make myself feel better. I saved and saved and tried to escape by booking a trip with my husband to “get away.” During the trip the thought of going back to my life made me sob uncontrollably and brought me to a whole new low. I sobbed for days when I got back. I felt so stuck. The worst part was that everyone around me kept saying how good my life was or patty caked my “troubles” and told me it could be worse, or that I should focus on being grateful. And to the outsider it did look pretty good. So I believed them. I was in the pain of self denial and rejection of self. I really believed that there was something “wrong” with me because other people seemed to be fine who had a similar life path as mine. I had all kinds of beliefs that being a grown up meant having a hard life. And that somehow the harder it was the more noble my life was. And that I was just too weak to handle it. Looking back at my life I can see now that my limiting beliefs about myself and my life kept me in a place that was damaging to my heart and soul. I just thought I had to keep pushing my way through life and forcing myself to feel grateful, and then shaming myself when I didn’t feel grateful. I got so good at shaming myself for almost every thought and feeling I had! I shamed and shamed and shamed myself until I believed I was the pretty much the worst thing on the planet. That I had no right to think I deserved anything better out of life. Surely thousands of people had it worse than me. I was in complete despair. I remember talking to my sister and saying I didn’t even deserve to be my kids mother. That they would be much better off if they had only been given to a different family. I remember looking at my family picture and thinking I didn’t even belong there. That I was just dragging everyone around me down. I was crying out for help and didn’t even know it.
It was then… when I couldn’t face another day….my sister told me things like, I was not only a good mother but exactly the mother my kids needed. She said everything I was going through had a reason, and that I was meant for greatness. I didn’t believe her, but I really wanted to. I was so broken. It was then because of her gentle yet steady persuasion that I took “Soul Restoration” for the first time. I can honestly say that this class is what started me on the path of healing from the inside out.
It is true that the only way to heal your soul is to feed it truth. Through Soul Restoration I’ve been given the tools to learn how to separate the truth from the lies that I used to tell myself and believe about myself. I’ve been able to see so many possibilities and options for my life. I deserve to feel at peace and joyful with the path I am on. I’ve also been able to distinguish for the first time in my life my inner voice. I am learning to trust it and follow it. I am learning to do life from a place of love and not fear. I have set healthy boundaries, and finally have a profound knowledge of the direction my life should go in. One that feels right and good, happy and joyful.
I want this for everyone! I want everyone to be able to find the truth about themselves. To really feel it, believe it, and know it! Every Soul is purposeful, divine, and unique. The Soul Restoration journey is a safe and loving environment to figure things out. To find your inner purpose, and heal from old wounds.
If you feel drawn to participate… to learn about stripping off old lies and limiting beliefs. Or if you want to fine tune listening to your inner voice and the voice of your truth teller above all other voices this class is for you! I would love to have you come.. I want everyone in the world to be able to find their true selves and find a place of inner peace.
Please consider coming…
With all my love,