My Path to Healing…interrupted.
It’s nearly been a year since I’ve written about “my path to healing”… and what a year it’s been.
In July of 2021, I was riding a high frequency wave, being able to travel a bit again, doing deep healing work for myself and my marriage and spending time with new and old friends.
After my last post on July 4th, 2021, when I was in Tahoe, I was able to pop over to SF and catch up with my team and some clients. I decided last minute to visit a friend in Laguna Beach before I headed back to NJ. What I realized when I was back in Southern California was how much I missed the ocean. Being near it, being able to see it, and go for a dip whenever I wanted. After my quick weekend in Laguna… I went back to NJ and began planting seeds.
I really wanted to spend August somewhere near the ocean… be it, the Atlantic Ocean or the Pacific, I wasn’t picky. As luck would have it, I was able to secure a vacation rental for August in Laguna, so we packed up to enjoy the rest of summer near family and friends.
It was easy to settle back into life by the beach last August. Baxter was in “beach camp”, and I was able to work and connect with some of my local SoCal based team. I also met Angie Wisdom for the first time!! It was wonderful.
It all seemed to be coming together… and there were thoughts of possibly coming back to California, eventually… although we really did love our house, Atrium on the Brook, in New Jersey. Our California summer slowly came to a close and we prepared to go back to New Jersey, when our world was turned upside down and our house was destroyed by Hurricane Ida.
There is a lot to unpack about that experience and most of you have seen my experience as I’ve shared on Linkedin and IG. I won’t go into those details here but what I will say is, I am so grateful for my inner work practice as the anchor of my experience. If I hadn’t been on my journey and my house was swept away in such a dramatic and traumatic experience like it was… I’m not sure what would have happened with me, my family, my company, and my marriage. The inner work, giving me strength I never knew I had, courage and determination to get through all the shit is something that will never cease to amaze me.
The flood also contributed to me diving deeper into my practice and keeping myself out of victimhood. That doesn’t mean I didn’t have my moments…I sure did/do. I remember one night in October when I cried for hours feeling sorry for myself…feeling sorry for my family, for my son. Like “What the actual fu*k?! I am a good person. I pay my bills on time. I pay my taxes. I’m solid. Why did this happen to me? Why did everything I ever work for just get swept away? Why is everything so hard and everyone I’m dealing with (every insurance company on the planet) so not helpful? Why me?”. However, my rebound was quick. I am grateful for the awareness to understand when I say those things to myself and how to get myself out of those holes quickly.
So here I am… one year since my first plant medicine healing journey in Costa Rica… having just come back from a deep healing retreat in Peru with a crew that is so dear to my heart it brings tears to my eyes as I type. And I feel humbled, grateful, and changed. A lot of my experience will be shared in my book… be on the lookout for that later this year.
If you’re on your healing journey and you need a little extra boost, reach out. If you’re thinking about how to start your healing journey, reach out.
If you’re conscious-curious, reach out. I’m here to let you know if I can do this… you can too. Just take it one small step at a time.