Once, not so long ago, the stars aligned to test me with a trial of fate. A tumultuous marriage with a narcissistic psychologically abusive partner, and battles with physical and mental health left me in a state of disarray. Yet, the magic that was to unfold was not yet clear to me. My essence was plagued with anxiety, overwhelm, overthinking, and a constant sense of dread. My being was burdened with procrastination, digestive issues, immense physical pain, and hormonal imbalances. These were the chains that bound me, and I struggled to find a way to break free from them. I was lost in a cycle of impulsive behaviours, fight or flight responses, fear, and my emotional state was lost in a shroud of non-existent boundaries, and amplified by guilt, shame, disconnection from self and lack of purpose. I put on the smile, acted as if everything was fine, preached “positive vibes”, and followed the healing trends of mainstream wellness. I worked with medical doctors, naturopathic doctors, shamans, reiki practitioners, therapists, and many other experts in their respective fields. Nothing worked. I was consumed with frustration and resigned that this was “just the way life was going to be for me”. At my lowest point I looked at myself in the mirror and could not recognize the refection looking back at me. I slowly felt the numbness settle in and pull me into the darkness, my soul was aching to be seen and present in this indescribable emptiness, and in the cruel depths of knowing and not knowing; my mind, body and soul called it quits and I was done. Fortunately my attempt at ending my life was not successful.

I woke up the next day in a cloud of confusion between disappointment and relief, but also a knowing that there had to be more than this. There had to be the “big break”, the “awakening”, the “divine intervention” that everyone always spoke of. But where was it? When was it going to present itself?

I asked myself, “How do I get rid of this energetic hoarding in my body?”

Was it possible that there was an even deeper layer to my healing that I had not yet reached? Was my suffering just from the events in my life that I remember ? Or were there memories that I somehow chose to lock in and allow to absorb into every fiber of my existence ? Somehow my body, mind and soul collected a much larger catalogue of trauma than I thought.

I immersed myself back into my metaphysical practices, discovered some new ways of healing, and modified many others to create an intense collective of tools of self-healing. A collection that has helped me and my clients take their mind, body and souls; out of “starvation” mode and into an inspired path toward action-oriented abundant healing.

Healing, is hard f**ken work. It forces us to move beyond what we see and know about ourselves and dig deeper into the core or our very existence. It forces us to see our true selves, and in doing so, we are able to live life in the most authentic way possible.

Inspiration comes from curiosity, opportunity, vulnerability, and following your true internal compass. The journey as to where that compass leads you is what creates the magic to inspire the soul.