Everyone has a story. Here’s mine:
I had a beautiful childhood, surrounded by love. My parents supported me in everything I did. I watched them work very hard to build a business from scratch. They won awards. They got to meet the President. I was High-School Valedictorian.
The summer before I turned 19, we celebrated my Dad’s 50th birthday with a hot air balloon ride. It was 107 degrees that day and we almost didn’t go up. But we did, and we had a beautiful ride; and then all our lives changed when we tried to come down.
When we came in for the landing, we hit the ground hard and the basket bounced. My Father directed each of us to a corner for safety. I remember seeing him attempt to hold on to the side of the basket because there weren’t enough corners.
We hit the ground really hard and Dad was thrown out, his foot stuck in the ropes. He was dragged through corn and alfalfa fields before the balloon went straight up again.
I remember seeing him hanging upside down below us. I was screaming and the next thing I knew we were sprinting over to him. He was face down, and not moving.
When we turned him over, he was conscious, and didn’t want to see his little girl upset; so the first thing he said to me was “You should see the other guy.”
In this freak accident, Dad had broken his neck and suffered a severe spinal cord injury. He was paralyzed and our lives flipped upside down. My parents lost their business. They lost their home, their cars, and ultimately went bankrupt. My mom turned to alcohol to numb the pain. 19 years later, her liver gave out and she died.
During those years, fear showed up over and over for me as I tried desperately to fix or save people around me. An illusion of control helped me feel safe.
The year before my Mom died, I was at a business event and that’s when I met Rhonda Britten, the founder of Fearless Living. I had just launched a successful company and felt like I should have been on cloud nine. But I wasn’t and didn’t know why.
I remember seeing her in the foyer one day and B-lining straight for her. She told me her story. Then I told her mine and burst into tears.
I started working with her as a private client, and took many of her courses.
At the time, I had no idea how much fear was standing between me and what really was possible. I was a workaholic. I was not awake in my life. Fearless Living helped me peel back my protective layers. What I found buried deep was my beautiful spirit, waiting patiently for me to find her and set her free.
I had to learn to trust myself. And then I finally found the path to inner peace and how to stay on it. Now I want to help you do the same.
What’s your journey?
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