Three years ago my life would change in ways that on this day in 2019, I could never fathom. You can read the details in this blog post.

Today as I reflect on that day, I’m recalling the fear of being seen. The fear of being wrong. The fear of how people would judge me. The thing is all of those feelings of fear were exactly what had kept me from diving back into my intuition. I had stuffed as much of that down as I could. The universe knew that for me to ever share these parts of me they would need to throw me into something out of my control. God, the angels, my guides, they all knew what they were doing. Unbeknownst to me, I was entering into the first day of a journey that would lead me to where I am today.

That day and the months to follow would be a fast paced, and wild ride forcing me to face who I am. It would be the catalyst pushing me to keep showing up and loving the parts of myself that I hid for so long. God would no longer sit idle while I wasted a gift he’d so generously given me.

Something really beautiful happened that day. A women was returned to her family, and while they all thanked me, I was thankful for her. On this day three years ago, I stood there vulnerable and the most authentic version of who I am, who I’ve always been. I spoke words out loud somedays I still can’t believe I was brave enough to speak. For the first time ever, I breathed in the air of my small town, and was my whole self.

Even after that day, I resisted with everything I had to hide myself. The police chief honored my request to withhold my name or the truth of how they found her. I would try hard to not have anyone know. My team up there wasn’t having it. They let the news hear an old clip talking about some medium being right…and the rest is history.

In times I struggle to surrender to the timing and path of life, I think about this day. I’m reminded that so little of life is in my control at all. What’s the saying…If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. It’s good to know I’m a constant source of entertainment . Because lord knows I love to plan. I look forward to my servings of humble pie, each time I plan my path…one day I’ll know better.

Three years later I am happier, less anxious, and doing work that fills my soul with pure joy. I show up each day with all the parts of me shining bright. I no longer hide or pretend to be anything but the intuitive healer that has existed in me my whole life. That day freed my soul, and for that I will always be grateful.