Modern Day Medicine Woman
When I was growing up I wanted to be a farmer just like my dad, I loved the freedom of being outside all day with animals in nature. I however was the eldest girl, not the eldest boy and so from a young age I knew the farm would pass into the hands of my brother. It never occurred to me that I could ever own a farm of my own.
My other two loves in life were cooking and television. As I already knew how to cook I decided to study television production when it came time to go to college. I loved the thrill of being part of the crew involved in a live TV show; I still get goose bumps thinking about it!
But I was conscientious and a hard worker (farmers daughter remember) so I kept getting promoted. Soon I was out of the studio and behind a desk, buying TV programmes, negotiating contracts and scheduling shows, I hated it, but I was being very well paid.
So I kept dragging myself into work until one day my body decided, ‘enough was enough’ and it stopped working. I had what is commonly referred to as a ‘breakdown’, I was 29 years old.
Like a car broken down on the side of the road, I couldn’t go anywhere, so I was forced to take a long hard look at myself which was very painful. I had to admit I worked long hours because I felt like a fraud who wasn’t ‘good enough’. I’d shut down emotionally because I was exhausted and overwhelmed and didn’t know how else to cope. And I was lost, totally and completely lost.
Somewhere in the middle of the lostness my breakdown eventually became my breakthrough. With all my defences battered and broken I was finally able to hear my inner wisdom, my real self, my heart song, and as much as it terrified me I knew it was true.
Sometimes we run from our gifts because they seem too big or too much of a responsibility. We are afraid of being different and would much rather fit in. And sometimes we don’t want to have to say goodbye to our pay check and chart a course into the unknown. But on the day I heard my heart song, I knew I couldn’t run from my gifts anymore.
This is not an overnight success type story. It took me years to come to terms with my gifts. Even though I come from a land with a rich and potent mystical tradition, being able to commune with Spirit and work with energy was not considered ‘normal’. My greatest fear was that people would think I was a crazy woman, yet when they asked me ‘what do you do?’ I would trip up over myself with embarrassment, making myself sound exactly like a crazy woman, my worst fear realised.
It took time for me to grow into who I am today. I have made a lot of mistakes along the way and learnt a whole lot more in the process. I know what it is like to be lost, overwhelmed and afraid but I also know that if you listen to your heart song it will help you get right back on track. And if you can’t hear your heart song, let me listen to it for you and tell you what it is saying until you are able to tune into that frequency for yourself!
I work with professional women who are tired trying to be ‘normal’. Women, who desperately want to come out of the closet, free their spirit, get clarity and share their true essence with the world. My clients are Lawyers, Doctors, Teachers, School Principals, Team Leaders, Yoga Instructors, Economists, Entrepreneurs, Social Workers, Accountants, Healers and even a former President. Women like YOU, who are nervous and frustrated and perhaps a little scared but are tired of playing small.
Women just like YOU, who want to live a life of joy, true to who they are while sharing their gifts with the world. If you need support, guidance and encouragement I would love to hear from you and support you as you birth yourself into the world.
And just in case you are interested, I did also get to be a farmer! On a gorgeous one acre organic small holding among the rolling Wicklow hills in Ireland; with bees, ducks, chickens, pigs and dogs.
Listen to your Heart Song, it will lead you home to You!!
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