08/04/2026
No one prepared me for this..
That the excruciating, stabbing pains in my feet as a child… the stomach migraines so bad I thought I was possessed… the chronic pain in my neck and shoulders from carrying the weight of the world…
That all of it, every chronic symptom that went from a whisper to a scream over the decades
was actually the answer to my prayers.
My deepest desire has always been to know the peace that surpasses all understanding.
I strived for it, tried to earn it with straight A’s and perfectionism. When that didn’t work, I thought I was broken. I told my husband I was willing to be institutionalized if it meant I could finally get “fixed.”
When numbing didn’t work, I was searching everywhere on the outside oils, supplements, bio feedback scans desperately trying to silence the screams.
I had no idea the answer was on the inside.
I had no idea the screams were a language.
A language my nervous system was speaking on behalf of my heart and what I now understand as stored trauma..
desperately trying to call me back home.
The answers were never in my intellect. They were in my body. This is the heart of somatic healing, and no one taught us this.
For me, the journey back home LITERALLY started with one small, sacred promise I made to myself each day.