Two months after my baby was born, my grandfather passed. It was a challenging time for our family, and it happened right before Christmas. My parents rushed down to settle his estate and I stayed back to take care of all the children and things at home. Everyone was busy with their holiday plans and I had no one to talk to, so, I brought my heart to my yoga mat. I turned on the music and began flowing, breathing and connecting to peace. I whispered out loud, “this practice is for you grandpa.” All the while, thinking of how he no longer had a physical body to move and flow and dance with. He was a man that loved to work with his hands and designing wood instruments like violins became a retirement hobby of his. As if in tune with me and my movement, the music shifted to a string quartet song called, “Take It All Back” by Judah & The Lion. I closed my eyes and tears fell. I felt fully supported and loved. In that moment, I knew I was still connected to him. I could feel his presence and knew he was smiling down on me. When I laid in to Shavasana, I knew this was what yoga was all about. It wasn’t about the inversions or pretty poses; it was about the connection to my spirit and soul.
Yoga became the vessel for me to explore divine connection – something that gets stronger each passing day. By the following summer, I knew there was a deeper purpose to all the synchronicities happening in my life. So, when I had the chance to take a Reiki Energy Healing course, I look it. I remember leaving my first weekend of training feeling like I was flying. As I explored my spiritual connection more, I started receiving more interactions from my guides and spirits. For a long time, I struggled with what it all meant and who or what was trying to communicate with me, and one specific encounter really changed it all for me.
It was our second weekend of Reiki training and we were just coming out of a meditation. I had my eyes closed, an as I looked at the woman next to me, instead of seeing her, I saw an older man that looked like her. A voice in my ear told me, “this is her father and he has passed.” I blinked and the woman came into my vision again. Having only just met the woman, and only knowing her first name, I felt like I had somehow unintentionally invaded her privacy. I shook it off and went to the bathroom to clear my head. Later, she invited the instructor and I to lunch. During our conversation – without me mentioning it or questioning her – she brought up that her father had passed just months prior and that was a big reason why she was taking the course. My jaw dropped and I had to stop eating. It didn’t feel like the right time to share my vision with her and I didn’t fully trust myself yet. Later, I asked the instructor if she had ever experienced anything like this. She told me that she hadn’t and that I had a gift if I chose to explore it. At the time, I felt so incredibly overwhelmed by the notion. I couldn’t imagine how I would navigate my life as a mother of three with an intuitive gift.
As I began practicing Reiki healing on my friends and family, more and more intuitive messages and signs would come through, that I didn’t trust or share with anyone. I leaned into my yoga practice as the more practical pursuit of my career and set my mind to obtaining my yoga teacher certification. But I couldn’t abandon the call of my soul. Not after it had taught me so much. I felt redirected, saved, and reconnected. I want nothing more than for everyone to experience that. It wasn’t until I started fully stepping into my energy healing skills and intuitive gifts that they grew stronger and more versatile.