Throughout this year I have invested an incredible amount of time and money into countless trainings, courses, healings, and programs—all in the hopes of learning more modalities and adding tools to my toolkit. Every time I would come out of a program feeling empowered and ready to burst a new offering forth into the world. I’d think that that training was the final key to get me to where I wanted to go, the missing piece to my puzzle, the magic “thing” that I’d been looking for. And weeks later, I’d find myself once again feeling confused, lost, and disempowered. And I got a great reality check from my guide/coach/mentor last week, when she said to me “Your thing is not energy healing, or breath work, or the akashic records, or yoga. your thing is YOU.” Yes, any new modality that I learn is an opportunity to add a new tool to my tool kit. Yes, it gives me a new skill set that I may not have had before. But now I really get that they are all just different vessels through which I can offer my frequency.

Out of all the courses I’ve done this year, the course that has been the most impactful has been the course of my human life. The curriculum of learning to rest as a projector, to allow myself to feel my emotions as an emotional authority being. The curriculum of patience, devotion, trust and surrender in order to connect with Spirit and my intuition. The curriculum of learning to self soothe and stretch the container of my nervous system. of setting boundaries, of putting myself first, of trusting myself and having my back even when it was hard to trust, and loving myself even when I felt unworthy. It’s been an education of seeing my shadows, the parts of myself I didn’t like, and learning to love them. Seeing the conditionings and limiting beliefs that I have taken on and lovingly letting them go. Of reconnecting with the sacred feminine. Of showing gratitude for the lows and humility for the highs. Of committing to being fully human and fully divine. Of taking back my self sovereignty. And after months of what felt like fighting to reclaim myself and stake a claim in my new identity, being ok with also letting it all go. The never ending cycle of becoming and unbecoming and becoming and unbecoming all over again.

And it’s this curriculum that has moulded and shaped me and my energetic frequency into who I BE today.

So even as I step into a new season of my business, and I’m planning out the new offerings that I wish to offer next, I’m also learning to do so with levity and surrender. Knowing that whatever I offer is simply a vessel in which I offer my essence, my energy, my frequency—and my frequency is something worth investing in. I trust that any clients that come to me will inexplicably be drawn to me for my energy and frequency, whether they know it or not. And I surrender to the divine appointments and contracts which are already waiting, waiting to be magnetized to me through the frequency that I hold.

The frequency of being committed to my journey, of not only talking the talk but truly walking the walk.

The frequency of my commitment to my energy field and keeping clear and grounded.

The frequency of being willing to surrender to the divine unfurling.

The frequency of devotion to the mystery.

The frequency of putting myself first.

The frequency of groundedness and levity.

The frequency of the angelic realms.

The frequency of an age-old soul that has lived many lives and holds wisdom far beyond this incarnation.

The frequency of sweetness, love, joy, and laughter.

The frequency of a human that doesn’t have it all figured out yet but is learning to dance in the void.

The frequency of someone who isn’t perfect and sometimes falls short, but tries with all her might to show just as much compassion for the moments when she fails as she shows joy for the celebrations.

The frequency of someone again and again learning to let go of the doing and to see her worth in simply being.

A frequency so unique and multi-faceted and extraordinary that it exists nowhere else.

The frequency of me.