Growing up, my family was a royal mess.  Our home culture was ripe with so many varieties of mental/emotional/psychological disease- lots of different kinds of abuse, drug addiction, alcoholism, eating disorders, etc. 

My parents of course did the best that they knew how to do.  But they hadn’t had a chance, at that point, to address their own dysfunction.  As a result, I learned how to live according to all of those sick patterns, and I was deeply unhappy, felt totally alone, sad, and lost.  

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My thoughts were a suffocating, tangled, and negative mess, but somewhere inside I had a feeling that life did not have to be like that.  I just knew that there had to be a way out of all of that inner darkness and confusion.   

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During my 20's, I started purposefully pursuing my own healing.  I read self-help books, journaled like a mad-woman, started learning yoga and meditation, and studied Reiki (energetic healing).  

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Along the way, I met several amazing souls who became huge forces in my life as I overcame those dysfunctional patterns, one of whom is my husband.  

I have come a long way, but by no means do I perceive there to be a 'finish line'.  Thank God!  I absolutely love the journey to healing and inner freedom and I don't even want to 'be finished'- I want to just keep going deeper!  

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