I thought I was going to be a marketing executive for a few years and then be a stay-at-home mom.
Then I realized that having a boss wasn’t gonna work for my personality 😬 so I started my own practice as an emotional eating coach.
Then one day I walked into my therapist’s office and she had a circle of chairs on the floor, velvet draped over her windows, candles burn down to the nubs, the faint smell of incense still in the air, paintings of the most beautiful, radiant, goddess-like women on the walls… and my whole body got covered in goosebumps and I started to cry.
I had no idea what was happening to me but it felt like returning home after being away for 1000 years.
She explained to me about the ceremony she had there the night before in a tiny bit about the Sacred Feminine, I have never heard anything about this before. It felt like a secret, underground club that I would never be a part of, but desperately wanted to.
We slowly transitioned from sitting on her therapy couch to sitting on the floor. The questions about my childhood transitioned to questions about my soul’s memories from past lifetimes. Within a few months, I was sitting in ceremony in her living room with a circle of other women. I cried tears of joy throughout the whole day, so grateful that I had found something that made me feel so alive, so at home, so myself.
For years I would leave home for four days at a time to be in Temple, and I didn’t tell anybody. I hid my altars under my bed and only pulled them out from my morning practice. I continued to grow my emotional eating practice while slipping in a few lessons here and there to my clients but never being “out” about this new “hobby”.
I started to feel split. I no longer felt like I belonged in my regular life because how would anyone get what I was doing or who I was becoming? And I didn’t fit the mold of a Priestess with my big business, doctor husband, and New England upbringing.
But I kept going back, kept deepening my practice, and one day in ceremony I started to get the message that this is what I was meant to do.
No. I thought I was here to create the next Weight Watchers. No no no no. This wasn’t the plan.
But I knew, in the deepest corners of my soul that I am a Priestess, and have been for many lifetimes. I finally got that so much of my exhaustion was from resisting the call to hold Sacred Space – Space to help people remember their divinity, their power, their ancient nature, the truth of who they are, and what they are actually here to do.
The path of deepening to embodying the truth of what it means to be a Priestess has been challenging. So many shadows and patterns I’ve depended on for so long have needed to be laid down in service to my new role.
If you’ve struggled with running a spiritual business, struggled with the duality of your life, or wonder if you’re supposed to be a Priestess, you’ll love it.
Simple actions to take your life back, know your worth & feel alive no matter how drained, overwhelmed and far gone you feel.