I grew up in Huntington Beach, California in the Orange County bubble. All the stereotypes, I’d say mostly true unfortunately.
I always knew I wanted to help people. I can remember visions younger than age 5 where I was helping giant groups of people by simply loving them.
My family was very poor. We lived in government housing and we were on welfare. My parents had 4 kids by the time they were 26 and my dad would leave for work before I woke, and get home after I was asleep. I learnt life is tough and the only way to survive was to work extremely hard. I learnt that being rich was only for those who already had money and only a man could create wealth from a poor background.
I’ve always known that I had a gift within. I had so much energy. I could soothe babies, help friends, and people that barely knew me always said how positive and radiating I was.
I moved to Bali in 2012 in search of my purpose. I had expertise in yoga and physical training. And I was ready for the cosmic blending of my Western Schooling and Eastern Spirituality.
I had an EPIC journey and that means I faced some extremely uncomfortable past patterns that continued to haunt me in the present. I did every type of bizarre healing training, ancestral healing, meditation courses, therapy, life coaching etc. I was like “BRING ON MORE HEALING! I WANT MORE!”
I was having breakthroughs… however they were not showing up financially or in my love life.
I kept searching.
I did some work that was beyond my present pain, yet my teachers hadn’t been able to guide me to the very root of my sabotaging patterns that I kept recreating.
This is a very dangerous space to be in. Open hearted with some extremely strong negative manifesting abilities.