I was falling into a pattern of existing, no longer thriving. I spent days looking forward to Friday because I got to reclaim a moment of who I was, if only for an evening. Then Sunday came with a wave of anxiety, reminding me that I would have to endure another week of just getting by. Â
There had to be more to this life I was so blessed to be living. Â
I knew that I was actually searching for a connection with myself and my truth. The truth was that I had been hiding so much about myself in an attempt to create happiness through material possessions, job titles and status. Here’s the secret, none of that was going to bring happiness longer than a few minutes or hours. I felt lost, like I was being pulled under the water. I could see the sun, distorted through the water, but I couldn’t move toward it. Â
After my life began to crumble around me, I made a decision to pull myself out of the water. I still really wasn’t sure what I was moving toward, but I was taking action. Here is where I had to accept that I spent decades trying to figure out my gift, my path and my purpose, without understanding any of that. I just knew I was wildly unhappy, depressed and imbalanced, emotionally. Â
I needed to surrender to the idea that I wasn’t going to be able to flex my intellect, or physical prowess to find these answers. The cosmic 2×4, paid its visit through my 2-year-old son telling me about the little girl he saw in our house. This was the precipice of following who I truly was, or going back into hiding. Â
I chose the former. Although this was not a popular choice among my family and many of my friends, it was the one my soul needed. This path seemed lonely at times and extremely challenging at other times. It was an affront to the image of who I thought I was for the majority of my life, but I knew it was my truth. Â
The biggest steps I took toward reclaiming my connection to me were the following:
- Finding a mentor. I knew I didn’t have the answers to how to reconnect with myself and find my truth. I turned to a friend of a trusted friend, who was reluctant to guide me. I always knew the answer. Well, this process was an exercise in learning that I did not, in fact, know anything about the journey and surrendering to the guidance of a mentor was humbling and enlightening. This step alone got me to a place where I was able to recognize who I truly was at soul level. Now what was I supposed to do with this recognition?Â
- Building a community. I had to learn how to allow others to see the real me. This was unbelievably uncomfortable. It was through my mentor that I began to assemble and interact with others who were on the same journey and were safe for me be myself. This step was pivotal to gain confidence in who I am and the path I am on. Â
- Living Unapologetically. Especially when surrounded by my community I began to live without the shame and guilt that had been building for the years I was hiding behind social and family expectations.Â
If this sounds like something that has been brewing for you, know there are options available to avoid the mistakes and pitfalls that plagued me. My soul sister and I have begun leading people through the Mystics Academy of Secrets, where we share all the knowledge and experience we have spent decades cultivating, with ease and grace.Â
You are ready to reclaim who you are and access the true joy and happiness that is available to you!Â