I've always been interested in herbs, healing, and self-care. However, I wasn't really good at taking care of myself. Can you relate? My decision to start on my personal healing path began when I turned 30. But the action to be serious and actually start working on myself didn't happen until a year later when I turned 31. My decision to heal should have taken place when I was 27 and was hospitalized for 7 days with DVT (deep vein thrombosis) and PE (pulmonary embolism). You would think that having your entire leg filled with blood clots and two in your lungs would wake you up and show you that you need to change your life. No, on the first day I was in the hospital, I was so worried about my job that I had to have my computer to continue working. I remember asking my boss if I was going to get fired or if I would still have a job, and he laughed at how ridiculous I sounded. He told me to focus on getting better. However, I wasn't willing to take that risk, and I worked from the hospital bed, miserable about being tied there for 7 days.
Years later, I had all my close girlfriends out for my 30th birthday. I happened to be living in Florida at the time, so we had a great time. I remember the first night we were together, and I made a toast/declaration. I said, "From here on out, the next 30 years are going to be about me and balance. I'm going to have a life and not work as much." Well, they ALL laughed and basically said, "Yeah, right." My girlfriends knew me really well. They knew that I was a workaholic and put my job before anything else. They had all witnessed me prioritize my career over my relationships and saw it lead to their demise. They were also aware that I was constantly flying out to different places for work and was only home a few days a week. How could I possibly have a life? I was disturbed by their response, but deep down, I knew they were right. However, I was convinced I was going to change.
My birthday was in June, and a year later, in July, I realized that nothing had changed. I was still working crazy hours, and I still had no life. Playing volleyball once a week was about all I did for myself personally. Oh, and spending money on food and retail items, which made me feel better. Anyway, I was frustrated that a year had gone by, and my job was even more stressful. That year had been miserable. Looking back, I had made a promise to my spirit, and the year was so tough because I started seeing how I was sacrificing myself for things that didn't matter. I was making poor decisions and putting myself last. Well, enough was enough. I left my job a month after I turned 31, and this was my prayer: "God, please bring me like-minded people. Please help me on my healing path and put me on the path to my destiny."
Three weeks later, I received a phone call from a good friend who was the owner of a network marketing company. We had talked a few years back, and I had told him I couldn't leave my job because I was making too much money to make a change. Well, he knew what my salary was, so if he was offering me something now, it might be around the same. When we spoke, and he suggested I interview, I said no, as I had just quit my job and planned a trip to Israel in a few months. I wasn't looking for employment. He began to tell me that they had a group of healers who were doing really well with the product, but the company didn't know how to work with them. He thought of me because he said they were selling the product like crazy because it had "good vibrations." He said it with so much laughter because he didn't understand that concept. He said they needed me because I spoke their language. Well, I decided to interview to hear more because he had piqued my curiosity.
I ended up making an offer of a salary and a place to live. I didn't think for a million years that they would hire me at my desired salary, which was $8,000 more a year than what I was getting paid in my previous job. I thought that by putting a high price out there, they would say no, and I would have to continue with my original plan. To my surprise, they accepted my offer, and I got the job. I'm sharing this part of my story because God played a significant role in it. He knew I was still motivated financially, and He had put me in contact with like-minded people who could help me on my healing journey. To this day, they are my spiritual family. I asked, and I received. For that, I am always thankful.
It hasn't been an easy road for healing. I thought that since I made the decision to heal, my life would be easy.
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