My Journey So Far
If I am hoping to be your soul healing assistant, then I think it’s only fair to let you know how my own soul healing journey began and where it has taken me so far.
While I can pinpoint at least a handful of moments in my life that were pivotal for my soul growth, there are 3 that were critical in determining my present circumstances. The first one was the death of a child in my extended family. It was a shock to the system. I was a mom of a 2-year-old at the time, and it unraveled the safety net that I believed was around my son. It forced me to question everything, and in the end, ignited the desire to become the best person I can be for my child.
The second was the birth of my daughter. Her birthdate is very unusual, and I got enough comments from strangers that prompted me to look at numbers differently. Now I’m more open to the idea that we are being sent messages all the time. Some of them may be in the form of numbers around you. We just need to be willing to receive them. This laid the groundwork for what came after…
…which was the birth of my youngest. I was using corticosteroid creams for my eczema during my pregnancy (with the approval of my midwife), but because I was breastfeeding, I decided to stop. Unfortunately, I went into steroid withdrawal. This was physically the toughest year+ of my life. Not only was I waking up to feed the baby every few hours, but I was so itchy, I couldn’t fall asleep once I did. Taking a shower was a torture because my skin was split open in so many places. I was so red and peeling so much, people thought I had severe sunburns. I would never wish this on anybody.
But looking back, it forced me to look for real solutions. I researched, experimented, and learned to speak up for myself. I learned to be my own best advocate. I’ve gone from a place of absolute self hatred to general self acceptance now. I trust my own instincts and my body’s ability to heal. I know how much influence my mental state has on my body. I no longer need to rely on outside sources to bring me self assurances. That may not sound like much in words, but in my life, the difference is night and day.
That’s not to say that the change will happen overnight. It’s already been 12 years since the passing of the little boy. 7 since the birth of my youngest. And I am finally feeling like I know enough to start helping others.
We all have our own pace. For some of you, the change may happen a lot faster. For some, even slower. But that doesn’t matter. My journey is mine, your journey is yours. However long you take to heal is exactly how long you need. We’ll just celebrate each small growth at a time. Together.