As I sit here and reflect on the last year of my life, I cannot help but feel a tremendous sense of gratitude for the perfection of life. A little over a year ago, I moved into my cousin’s apartment after ending my relationship with the man with whom I was prepared to spend the rest of my life. Part of me just knew that there was still some inner work to do. Before I could commit the rest of my life to anyone, first I had to make that commitment to myself. How could I possibly commit to a lifetime relationship with my partner when I did not have a relationship with the most important person in my life, me! How could I be open and honest with him, when, in reality, I was not open and honest with myself!
It always comes back to us, no matter what it is. It is impossible to give what you do not have. So, after several months of pure drama, threatening to leave only to come back a few weeks later; after playing the game to exhaustion, I decided it was time for me to make a decision. I packed all of my belongings and moved out.
What seemed to be the darkest moment of my life, the end, was truly the beginning of my discovery of whom I was. After a few months, the relationship continued to be an on-and-off journey, a reflection of my lack of commitment to myself. Yet, while I was going through the turmoil, I did not realize the incredible power and strength I was drawing from it.
I had created this relationship to push me to face myself and to help me to work through my greatest challenges. In the midst of my devastation from the breakup, I felt inspired to write about my feelings. As I shared my feelings with friends, they were very impressed and could connect with the message I was sharing. I even had one of my first artilces published in a magazine and received amazing responses. Without even being aware of it, I was allowing my creativity to flow. I felt inspired knowing that in sharing my experiences and feelings, I could somehow touch people’s lives, connect with them, and help them to move forward. I continued writing articles from my heart, knowing that, somehow, at some point, people would be able to read them.
After returning from a conference in California, I was also inspired to start sending out weekly inspirational quotes to quite an extensive database that I had created. The response was absolutely phenomenal. People were connecting with the message, and I liked connecting with them. I started exploring how I could share my experiences and inspire those who were interested and willing to believe in themselves and move forward.
As I meditated and asked for guidance, the name Memoirs of a Woman came to me. It made sense, sharing my journey, my story, my memories on the path to awareness. That was the birth of Memoirs of a Woman. I could now share my articles with everyone and also share other articles from friends and colleagues.
As I continued my journey with its ups and downs, I discovered the gift of awareness. Step by step, I led myself to what I believe, is the most effective work in the entire world, Self-Discovery Techniques, and the blessing of an amazing mentor, Marcy Ouelette. www.selfdiscoverytechniques.com
Within three months, my life had begun to experience a total transformation, and I began to feel aligned with my passion to inspire and to lead others to mastering their lives. My decision to become part of the Self Discovery family was immediate and unwavering.
Now, from this point, looking back at the last 12 months of my life, I give thanks for what I considered, at one point, to be the worst moment of my life as it turned out to be one of my biggest blessings. Taking responsibility for every area of my life, knowing that I am a powerful creator, that I am in command of my life, and creating my ideal from awareness is what I am here to do.
Today, I give thanks for every moment and every experience in my life and celebrate it all, the good, the bad, and the ugly, accepting responsibility for it all. Every single moment of my life has brought me to where I am and to all there is, Now…Here!
