In my last blog post, I talked about the weight of not listening to my truth when it was time to walk away from my career.
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By the time I admitted the situation was happening for me and not to me, I had three fibroid tumors growing on my uterus and I wasn’t sleeping through the night because I couldn’t stop replaying situations in my head, hoping to uncover things I might have missed.
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It wasn’t easy to walk away from a career I’d spent seventeen years building.
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That is, until my health was in jeopardy. I wasn’t about to sacrifice my health for a job after decades of eating organic food, energy work, yoga, and cleansing. The Universe knew this about me. My health was the knife in my back I couldn’t ignore.
I turned in my resignation and walked away.
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As soon as I left, I felt the struggle lift. I knew I‘d be ok.
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A few weeks into my freedom, I went on a life changing trip to Tulum with friends.
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I immersed myself in the nurturing energy of Tulum. I journaled every day, I cried. I reconnected to my heart and soul. I remembered who I was. I knew the job didn’t define me. I returned to my truth.
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I came home from that trip transformed, but the pain of my past took longer to lift.
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I had to process everything. I had to forgive people who would never be sorry. I had to forgive myself for staying somewhere so painful.
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While I healed, I allowed myself to explore what was next.
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I decided to do all the things I’d always wanted to do. Why not? It was a chance to start over.
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Two things were at the top of my list. 1. Write a book, which I’d wanted to do for twenty years and 2. Use my intuitive gift to do readings for people.
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I wanted to align my work with the spiritual path I’d been on for years. I did that and more.
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If I‘d known then what I know now I would’ve given myself permission to leave much sooner.
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But we don’t know. We have no idea what’s waiting for us in the unknown place I call The Void. The place between “what was” and “what will be”. The place where one door has closed and another has yet to open.
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And we can’t know until we’re willing to step through the door.
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Do you have a moment where you rose out of the ashes and remembered who you really are? I’d love to hear your story too. Comment below and let me know. I’d love to hear your story.