The risk takers and the ones who play it safe.

The fearless and the fearful.

The fulfilled and the resentful.

The ones who surrender and the ones who try to control.

The ones who trust and the ones who doubt.

The ones who fight to make their dreams a reality and the ones who live with regrets.

The ones who are their own superhero and the ones who are waiting to be saved by another.

who are you?

The exact way your life unfolds is unpredictable, but the way you respond, the lessons you take from the good and bad times, is in your hands.

It was 2017. I had woken up at 4:45am to take the insane African road commute to the office in Luanda, Angola.

By 7:00am, I was already knees deep in problem solving potential catastrophic events .. suppliers stuck at borders, flight delays due to the conflict in Syria, a billion dollar new venture project presentation due in an hour ..

By 9:00am, my head would be throbbing, dizzy. I was a high functioning, ticking time bomb of stress. This would go on with no end in sight, a constant cycle of adrenaline, until one day my body screamed from within ..

// You need to BREATHE //

(( I often think back to those days of complete neglect and disconnect from my body. I was so outwardly praised, that I forgot about my inward power ))

It was some time in early spring this year. I was practicing holotropic breathwork, releasing the pain and stuck energy from my daughter’s ICU experience, when my highest self said “WITCH WOUND.” My breathwork session was overtaken by the words repeating from my higher consciousness. Then my body started feeling discomfort, my wrists felt bound, my neck felt constricted, I could feel an overwhelming sense of betrayal consuming my emotions.

It was so intense and I was so confused.

I didn’t come here for this today?

Although I could talk endlessly about the exploding amount of love that my children have created in my heart, today I want to focus on the more uncomfortable feelings that we move through. It's been my personal experience that, by holding space for the discomfort of fear, grief, shame, disgust, anger, etc,. that we can learn to find more allowing and acceptance in our lives. With allowing, we can release unnecessary suffering and better flow with the curve balls of life and motherhood.

Human Design was the reason why I shifted my perspective, and found acceptance for who we both are on a soul level. Unlike society, Human Design teaches us about differentiation; that being different is what actually makes us whole and beautiful. This drastically changed the way I mother my children because I’m no longer trying to strive for things to be different or ‘fix’ who they are.