And for something a little different...

I read something the other day that said "you aren't healing to get rid of the pain, you are healing to experience the joy".

Like many other people, I have experienced my own shares of immense trauma; crazy storms that came out of seemingly nowhere.

I remember living in Indiana with my two oldest daughters and talking to my dad on the phone. I was at a breaking point (one of many) and he told me that lovely cliche phrase "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger". I remember telling him that at this point I was going to be Wonder Woman because of my strength. He laughed, I laughed and that was 16 years ago.

I love the metaphysical world. The duality of sacred spaces and chaos; the divine masculine and divine feminine; the magic that is all around us that we have yet to recognize or tap into. It's magic. It's brilliance. It's empowering!

One thing that I notice about this community is that "the healing is never done". The people that I have met along my path, I am so profoundly thankful for. They have been wildly encouraging in showing me my own woundedness, errors in thinking and negativity to bring me into the person I am now. And yes, correct, the healing is never done, the self-work is never done. However, most of the time I hear it as a "woe is me" and ridiculed with judgement and tones of "you're not good enough" --- uh, no thanks!

We hold so much trauma in our bodies that we aren't even aware of that later shows up as different emotional diagnoses, physical ailments, mental health issues and more. Things that we say "this just doesn't make sense" and yet if you look into the metaphysical aspects and the trapped emotions you go "ooooh! yikes!" I help people release the trapped subconscious emotions often, I am a master reflexologist and can tell you things about your body just by touching your hands and feet. I can feel a shift in energy that will alarm most people when I call it out, but my intuition is very seldomly wrong.

What if, our healing journey is to be riddled with humor and grace and laughter. What if the trauma we experienced SUCKED and we approach it with HEALTHY humor? We are here to experience the joy, not live in the land of the lost and miserable.

I have made a million and a half mistakes in my life and most of them I wear on my sleeve. I don't hide them, I don't cower or run. I am who I am through and through and I can now honestly say I wouldn't change it for the world. And after spending the majority of my life seeking to be different and better and more "perfect" through other people's eyes, I started living from this place of utter joy. Joy with my personality, awkwardness, body (still working out a few kinks on that one, but getting there!) and brilliance.

When life is lifeing- I grieve it, I allow myself the time to sit and be a lump of emotions but releasing myself from the weight of what other people want or expect of me while I am continuously becoming the best version of myself has been liberating and brought so much joy and peace to my life. It also gives me the space to wallow when I need it; because there isn't the guilt of "bed days", or bad days or self care time.

Being the best version of ourselves doesn't need to be a ridiculed task, but rather an open-ended joyous experience.

As I continue to share Ezra's experience, I am going to transition to some topics of healing, self worth and rawness from my own experiences to hopefully fill you with hope, joy and encouragement on your own journey. If my story can help one person, then all I have been through is worth it.

"If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain" -- Emily Dickinson.

Live JOYOUSLY, my dear readers.

Until next week.