My "Return To Me" Story

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How has The Emotion Code changed my life? And how did I get here in the first place? Everyone has a story & here's mine. I could literally write a book, but I'll spare you that length & synopsize. I know its long; Its cathartic to share...to be known. I promise it's worth the read.  💌

I was born a sensitive soul into a 'Brady Bunch' kind of family. Both my parents had previous marriages with children, although I lived with just my half siblings from my mom.  I was absolutely adored by my dad & cherished as my mother's last baby. A new family dynamic was being established with my arrival & it was a happy time. One day one of the kids left the basement door baby gate open & down the stairs I went in my walker. I was so lucky. It was just a broken arm, but I understand now, that was probably the beginning of a lifelong state of dysregulation, stuck in a fight/flight/freeze state. I healed & life was good. A few years later, my dad was promoted, & we relocated about 900 miles away from all of my dad's side of the family. The move was exciting, & life was full of possibilities. 

Fast forward to my siblings' teenage years when I was barely 7 and, well, things changed. I was different than my siblings whose father was my mother's first husband. I guess that was obvious but not to me. I was just being me. My heart was fully open. I was a vibrant, bright light, a peacemaker, felt safe & secure in my own skin & expressed without reservation who I was. Pretty sure the move was hard for my siblings who were 6-11 years older than me. One of my teen brothers decided I would be his target for ridicule & that's how it pretty much started. I was put down, teased, manipulated & intimidated just about every day from that point on.  I loved him. I looked up to him, so I cried a lot & thought something was terribly wrong with me. I began functioning in a state of high alert, on the watch, using my senses to try to avert further ridicule. I learned it was not safe to be me & the steppingstones to a fear-based life were laid. I was far too young to understand & realize NOT to dim my light for others. (I now of course get that he was just acting out from his own stuff which continued for decades.) 

As I got older, I tried to be myself but that was often overshadowed by my then normal insecurity. My body started 'talking' to me. Health issues began. I was just 15. This was also when I started to get the shakes when talking about upsetting things.  A clear sign of dysregulation. I guess once wounded, one likely puts an energetic sign on their forehead to attract equally wounded or worse, people. I proceeded to enter into very unhealthy relationships. One ended in a failed marriage, but I gained an amazing child. A few months later, one of my high school sweethearts took his life. I started college & then my world imploded; my dad died unexpectedly. My touchstone. The only man in my life who cherished me for exactly who I was born to be. The man whose side of the family I was most like... the intuitive ones, the sensitive ones. I was traumatized. My boyfriend  left me. I went into some sort of auto-pilot mode & lost months of memory. More health issues followed, but I pushed through as a single mom. I was determined to achieve an easier life. I started my own business to keep my baby out of daycare & put myself through college. It allowed me to vacillate between classes & my business, while earning a Bachelor's of Science in Computer Science (ironically, Dr. Brad Nelson's 1st degree). I was a ping pong ball, but I was making it. Middle of the day meltdowns became my norm & my incredible sister always lent her ear & sage advice. It was stress overload fueled by a now near constant state of high alert - afraid of more trauma. By the time I finished school, I was noticing marked changes in my ability to handle stress. Quite frankly, looking back, I think that's when my stress quota was up. 

I went to work out of town for an engineering firm. I was so excited to be making a new, more comfortable life for me & my child. Two weeks on the job, during my hour+ commute, I hydroplaned in a downpour, crossed 2 lanes of traffic & went down a 30-foot ravine, landed upside down hanging by my seat belt - water gushing in, glass in my mouth & throat. By the grace of God, there were no serious injuries. It just happened to be during a couple months of daily rain & driving back & forth to work quickly put me in a state of distress. I couldn't drive without hyperventilating & pulling over. Work was good but very demanding. I was feeling in way over my head from an endurance standpoint. Fatigue, sinus & gut issues were added to an already long list of issues. The next year, I met my husband. The man I had given up on finding, turning it over to God to focus on my career. Life was full of dreams. We were about to get engaged & then one of my brothers died in a horrific motorcycle accident. Auto-pilot mode again; months of lost memory & this time, a severe stress induced out-of-body experience. Still, life continued & we married. I had found my soul mate, my happiness, we were building a house, having a baby - but I was soon to learn my body had other things in mind. I had finally found peace. I could breathe. Finally, I had unconditional love from a man, a beautiful soul that was loving me 100% for me being me. Looking back, I guess my body said, "welp, now it's time to let go, to unleash all that I've been holding space for you for all these years of keeping you going." 

I became debilitatingly ill. Then pain ensued, more illness, over-stimulation, my senses felt on fire, & I wasn't sleeping. I could barely take care of my children. This went on for years without help from allopathic doctors. A functional medicine & a naturopathic doctor helped a few pieces of the puzzle. This left the other pieces to go awry. And they did. I felt disconnected; void of joy. Now nearing two decades of illness, my mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Major family issues ensued & again, I found myself at the brunt of ridicule, intimidation & trying to manage horrific behavior for the sake of taking care of my mother. This went on for months, even after she passed. My ability to hold myself together, diminished. I was frozen & for the 1st time, I literally could not talk about my feelings. My whole body would shake uncontrollably, and I knew I was in big, big trouble. A few months after, COVID came. I became a shell of who I was, fear immobilized me. In the next few years, I lost 9 close family members & friends. Still, I continued to educate myself; digging deeper to try to find my way back to wellness. I discovered a completely different practitioner; one who addressed the body, mind & spirit. She told me I was going to be a practitioner one day & I thought she was crazy. I remember going to her just one state away. I was so fearful that I had my whole family go with me. Somehow though, I managed to be fully receptive to all she had to teach me. She opened my mind & most importantly, my heart & introduced me for the first time to muscle testing. 

Then one day God nudged me, & I found The Emotion Code. By just reading the explanation, I had an energetic surge run through my entire body. I devoured the information & immediately went to work releasing Trapped Emotions (TEs). Little by little, I found fear subsiding. Things that would send me into a tailspin, no longer controlled me. I was not afraid to travel by myself anymore. I had been having these weird, depletion episodes that would come on with no rhyme or reason. I found 8 TEs in my Crown Chakra, released them, got up to walk & felt the heaviness gone from my head & shoulders for the first time since my dad passed away 30 years prior. I could actually talk about what had happened when my mother was dying without looking like a freak shaking uncontrollably. I was able to give & receive love again. I felt my eyes & ears were open & I could take in the joys of life. I finally felt free & safe to be me! By this point though, I had an infection that kept reoccurring for 2 years back-to-back. I'd get over it & then a day or two later, it returned. For 2 solid years. No medications, no supplements, nothing that should've worked, worked. By this time, I had become quite fluent with releasing TEs, so I asked if any were contributing to the infection. I had 37! I released them bit by bit & when I was done, the infection went away & stayed away!  2 years of back-to-back, & poof, it was done. That solidified The Emotion Code for me; I was a full-blown believer. I went on to attend one of Dr. Brad's seminars & shared my story. I was able to work one-on-one with him & by the time I left, I had made the decision to become a Certified Emotion Code Practitioner. The rest is history! 

I "Returned To Me!" 

My heart is so full to do this work & help people find their way to who they truly are. I am filled with gratitude to be able to have the opportunity to be part of your journey!