Even as a young Colorado native - I knew I was going places.  As a girl in the 80s, I was empowered that I could truly be anything I wanted.  My mother still loves telling the story about how I wanted to be the first woman president, or a showgirl (we lived in Vegas at the time).  While growing up, I had learned that to go places, I had to have an impressive resume.  So I took advanced classes, participated in all the clubs, and often did charity work.  I knew I wanted to go to Princeton, and finally it was Senior year and time to start college applications.  I had the impressive resume, the reference letters, the perfected essay answers.  The question that got me was, what did I want my major to be.

 

It had been a long time since I had thought about what I wanted to do as a career.  I just wanted to get into a great school.  Since I was good in science, and the science field needs more women, I figured that would be a good place for me.  Although it wasn’t Princeton, I attended Bucknell University and received an incredible education.   I majored in biology and had decided I was going to save the planet.  Big surprise, every other Xennial wanted to save the planet too and I could not find a job.  I wound up essentially as a camp counselor at a 4H center in Alabama.  My mom encouraged me to look into vet medicine because of my deep love for animals.
 

And that's mostly where I stayed. Eventually compassion fatigue gets you and I decided to go to graduate school to get my MBA.  I still wanted to save the world, and being a veterinary receptionist wasn’t how I wanted to do it.  I figured owning my own business would allow me to work in whatever capacity ended up making sense.  Getting a degree in a subject had not really helped me pick a career, and every career requires business.  I received my MBA from the University of Colorado Denver and figured this was it! Time to make my moves!!

 

Eight months later I was still looking for a job.  I had exhausted every upper level option I could find and ended up taking a job at a dog boarding facility.  I did manage to get promoted to a management position, and at least I could pay my rent.  By this time I had met Daisy’s father and we ended up moving to Seattle.  After another exhausting job search I ended up back in veterinary medicine.  This story repeated when we moved to Las Vegas.  I was pregnant with Daisy when I left that job and decided that I was going to be a full-time mom.  I always knew I wanted to be a mom, and I figured perhaps this was why I hadn’t really found a career.

 

What I hadn’t calculated was the toll that decision would have on my marriage.  For a number of reasons we had grown apart over the years.  We also were so committed to making it work that neither of us realized how unhappy we had both become.  One day I was sitting on the couch staring at the wall completely checked out when I got the call - this was not where I was supposed to be.  I got a life coach, I got a divorce, and I moved back home to Colorado.

 

Then I found Clarity.  I learned how to bring myself back to peace.  I learned that part of my lifelong struggle had been because outside voices had slowly told me that I wasn’t good enough, or that magic wasn’t real.  I had tried to formulate my entire life based on stories others had told me instead of really being true to the essence of who I am.  So I became a Reiki Master, continued deeping my connection with astrology and tarot, and became a CIJ Clarity Catalyst Coach. I found the connection to myself again and realized I can save the world by teaching others how they can save themselves.