Life has a crazy way of leading you to right where you were supposed to be, doesn’t it? My story is a tragic one.
Upon graduating college, I moved to New York City to chase my dream of becoming a dancer. Idaho farm girl to NYC had its learning curve no doubt, but I learned the city streets and found all of the best dance studios in town . My first audition was at Radio City for the Rockettes. I didn’t make that audition, but I vividly remember talking to my Dad on that subway ride home hearing his ever-reassuring words of ‘you’ll get the next one.’
It was that same day a few hours later that I suffered the greatest loss of my life. My Dad, Bill, and both of my brothers, Ben and Andy were killed in an airplane crash in the mountains of Idaho. This grief and paralyzing loss broke me to my core. I flew back to Idaho to be with my Mom and began to pick up the pieces of my life.
Through a very rocky road of sadness, despair, paralyzing grief, and overwhelm I stumbled into my first-ever yoga class. Within the first five minutes, the simple yoga belly breathing reconnected me with my body, providing a profound moment of stillness. I could feel my heart beating. I could feel connected to something bigger than myself. I knew I was in the right spot, and I knew I loved yoga. The next weekend I was enrolled in my first yoga teacher training program.
Yoga became my gateway to meditation and the world of holistic wellness. A two-year intensive meditation program deepened my spirituality and revealed the unseen aspects and mysteries of the world. Taking time to travel and rebuild from rock bottom, I met my incredible husband in Botswana in 2006. Despite the challenges of ‘long long distance,’ we were married in 2008 and began our life together in South Africa.
It was in South Africa that I delved into a newfound passion for nutrition. Our move to Encinitas, CA, in 2010 marked the beginning of my studies in nutrition and holistic health.
We all have a story. I have learned so much along the way, but one of the most significant pieces is the ability to zoom out, reframe, find gratitude in what you do have and take a step forward. I use this philosophy with every client I work with. If it’s weight loss, food sensitivities, severe burnout or anything in between, the formula is the same. Education is only a piece of the puzzle. Implementation of new habits, routines, and foods is where it gets difficult for most people. That is where my background in psychology, and my absolute passion for healing the body holistically come into play.
I miss my dad and brothers every day. But I have taken the grief and loss and turned it into something bigger. I feel grateful every day for being able to do the work that I do. I see now that this profound life tragedy broke me to my core, but also helped me find the ‘fast track’ of becoming the ultimate seeker of healing. I needed to feel whole again, and I wasn’t going to let anything stop me.
As the years pass and healing expands, I’ve become more open to sharing this part of my story. While initially, it felt too vulnerable and personal, I now recognize that opening up connects me more deeply with others. We all experience pain and have to navigate life’s challenges, and sharing in the human experience adds another layer of appreciation, understanding, and connection.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story.
If you are grieving or know someone who is, please take a moment to read this blog I wrote about supporting those who are grieving.