There wasn’t one magical moment where it all clicked into place; where I realized that I was intuitive, deeply connected and here to help others become the healthiest versions of themselves (in all senses of wellness). I suppose it has always been a part of my journey. Looking back, it could be found in the moments with my hands in the garden, walking barefoot in the woods, diving into the ocean, experimenting in the kitchen, having visions and dreams, meditating, awakening for break of dawn yoga sessions, dancing, journaling, being covered head to toe in paint, catching the twinkle in someone’s eye and sharing a soulful conversation.
But somewhere along those magical moments of connection, I also lost myself. The same way you would leave a marshmallow trail in the woods to find your way back to the beginning, I dropped pieces of myself along my path. It was gradual; not painting when it called to me, eating fast and nutritionally depleted foods, being in unfulfilling relationships, not speaking my truth, forgetting to move my body, relying on quick fixes or band-aid approaches, disregarding my intuitive knowing, quieting my voice, creating excuses about my worth and deservingness and accepting status quo or less than that just because. I became well practiced at living on the surface, faking it and appearing fulfilled all the while my soul, body and knowing were screaming out. There is only so long that one can exist in such a state before the pressure builds and the eruption begins.
Just as there was no specific moment I can recall when I remembered my worthiness and knowing. There is equally no one distinct moment when I remembered to stop accepting my role in surface living. They were both in a synchronistic dance, a matter of small steps moving this way and that. The dance looked like choosing moments of unawareness only to gain awareness and clarity of my true desires only to choose again. Sometimes this dance involved more moments of surface and lost awareness and other times it favored awareness and my truth. I kept inching myself forward with each choice, with each awareness, with every moment I chose to commit to rising my root.
During the process of rising my root (the place of sacred grounding into my true self); my work involved exploring survival, truth, personal power, primal nature and the sources of my deepest connections and what possibilities I believed I could create.
All the while I was formally dedicating my career and education to health, wellness, and conscious living. I have a master’s degree in public health, and an undergraduate degree in health and wellness both concentrating in nutrition. I continued to focus my career on using food as a catalyst towards wellness and have furthered my understanding by becoming a certified health coach, master herbalist, and personal chef.
My formal training has led me to understand the multitude of ways that we can support our wellness through rooting into these bodies and feeding them healthy foods, exercising, challenging our minds and working within our emotions. My non-formal training has led me to understand the hidden messages that also target the ways we ground into our bodies and further explore what it means to be rooted within our knowing and our unique gifts.
What I have found to be true:
Our being-ness in this world is one where we are free of suffering, feel joyful, expansive, healthy and grounded.
In the returning to our innate ability to heal all areas of our lives, by rooting into our individual truths, we increase our connection to others, the earth, and our personal power which creates the changes we wish to be and see in the world.