I grew up as the black sheep. I was the one always going against the grain and always feeling painfully out of place. I yearned to do big meaningful things while desperately wanting to fit in. So, when the time came to embark on a career, my wild dreams bowed to the pressure of making the most "sensible choice." It felt like picking which standard-sized box to jam my Soul into.

That's how I made my way into marketing.

A decade later I started my business, now determined to forge my own path. But I failed to see that I was just moving from one box to another, still trying to be someone I wasn't and following what I thought I should do. As my business grew into a prison, I saw myself as a failure and a fraud.

Breaking Point.

I kept sensing I wasn't living my purpose and potential but couldn't figure out what was missing. I tried making adjustments to my business only to feel even more disengaged with it. And then my husband, one of the few things that had ever made sense in my life, passed away.

Questioning Everything.

The grief cracked me open and put me face-to-face with my broken pieces. At first, all I saw was a string of wrong turns that had taken me farther and farther off course. I was ashamed that after all I had done, I still couldn't see my place in the world.

Un-learning.

The breakthrough came when I realized I had been looking at things through a skewed lens. I decided to un-learn everything I knew about myself and my life. As I began to rewrite my story, the pieces of the puzzle started coming together.

Oh, There I Am!

It felt as if I had been living as a blur and now I was finally in focus. Every step I had ever taken began to make sense. After being so aimless for so long, it was liberating to get clear on who I am here to be and understand how to honor that with everything I do.