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In 2017 I had painted my life into a corner.
I had been in a relationship that had ended years earlier yet neither of us had fully let go and it was holding back both our lives.
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I was doing work that was no longer true for me and I had lost touch with my purpose.
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I had created an image of myself that looked good on the outside but in reality I felt stuck, alone and frustrated on the inside.
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For quite some time I had been getting visions of being alone in the Black Rock Desert in Nevada. I had never been out there on my own but a vision kept coming to me of simply sitting in its exquisite silence and profound expanse.
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There was something about being in a place that was perfectly flat, empty and vast as far as the eye could see in every direction.
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The idea felt like a salve to my exhausted, empathic soul.
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After weeks of prep I arrived to what I can only describe as the "terrifying beauty" of the desert playa.
Within a few hours I realized that my "monkey mind" was playing on “loudspeaker”, talking non-stop.
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In reality however, I was simply hearing the maddening stream of stories, projections and inherited beliefs that had always been there, playing in the background. Yet, it was only within the mountainous silence that I could finally hear it for the first time.
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I listened as different parts of my psyche argued with each other.
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Argued with people who weren’t there.
Argued with me.
The voices were yelling, whispering, crying, complaining, contemplating… and I gave them all space until after many, many days they all finally.... finally… came to silence.
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When I returned home I felt compelled to purge my space, clean out my draws, cabinets, closets. Empty old files. Throw or give away anything that was unused or clutter. I even purged my heart by writing a vulnerable FB Post to a private list of friends. I was compelled to share where I felt I was "full of shit", "hadn't fully grown up", or had "hidden shames" about myself.
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To my surprise it was met with over a hundred comments, each one pouring with love.
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Within a few months, anything that wasn't true in my life just started to fall away. The work I was doing. Old relationships. Even my home gently fell away and was gracefully replaced with an invitation from the universe to put a few things in storage, sell everything else and to step off into the world.
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Since that time it’s been a journey of rapid evolution, synchronicities and miracles beyond what I could have ever imagined.
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In my work today I hold a space of incredible vastness, deep listening and profound presence that allows my clients to access the beauty, magic and brilliant, imperfect humanity they want to share with the world.
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What I craft for those I serve is a gateway to the next level of their own success, purpose and positive legacy in the world.
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Like everyone I certainly don't have it ALL figured out. I still move through peaks and valleys in my life. However, what's different is that I can see the beauty of my own story as much as I can yours. The very things that humble us on our own hero's journey are what makes us most trustable to others.
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What’s the story of your own journey?
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Together, we have the opportunity to capture the bold, vulnerable, empowered truth within you so the world can fall in love with your mission and you can create the legacy you've always known was yours to bring.
I got u.
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Here's what I know...
There is a story within you that people will fall in love with AND will define a new level of your success.
Your time and money are precious and you should not work with me if it’s not going to be a huge step forward for your work.
People are longing to trust that you can truly help them… and when they do, they will find the resources to pay you for it.
People will experience your “Hero’s Journey” and say, “This is exactly what I’ve been looking for.”
You are meant to make a real difference with this one precious life of yours, and you know it.