The natural and spiritual worlds have always lived within me, along with the capacity to listen and connect deeply. These are my truths and for many years I ignored them.  Instead, I followed a path that felt more culturally acceptable.  It was inevitable that living out of integrity with my truths would catch up with me, and it did. 

I struggled with job dissatisfaction, post-partum depression, a type 1 diabetes diagnosis, loneliness and exhaustion.  I spent years trying different coping mechanisms and thousands of dollars in therapy, but nothing changed my life the way mindfulness and meditation did.

Mindfulness meditation taught me how to be with myself in a way that no therapist ever taught me. These teachings taught me to trust myself - my goodness - which for so many years I shamed and avoided. They taught me how to face and be with the uncomfortable and allow it, not try to fix it. Never before in my life have I been more comfortable and caring towards myself and I attribute this to my mindfulness and meditation practices.

Even amid my struggles, people gravitated toward me and shared their stories. I began to notice a pattern: my heart felt alive when listening deeply, holding space, and witnessing others’ experiences.  It felt effortless. It was the first sign pointing me back to my truths - that of deep connectivity, vulnerability, the allowing of being human, and the union of the human and spiritual worlds.