Finding My Place In Healing

Me: I am ready to create my own healing modality. 
My brain:
“There is no way I can do that.”
“I’ll lose all my clients.”
“What if it doesn’t work?”

And many many other thoughts of failure. 
It had been about 6 months of slowing receiving promptings to change the way I help my clients. Each time I would feel a little more courage but then be flooded with negative thoughts of it failing. I was stepping into uncharted territory. 

I didn’t know any healers helping people the way I knew I needed to help. To say I was scared was an understatement. I had no clue what I was doing but trusted I was being lead every step of the way. Then, one summer night as I was sitting on my parents backyard porch chatting with a friend all my ideas spilled out of me.

I don’t know what came over me in that moment but it felt right to share it with her. That was the first time I had spoken my deepest thoughts on my healing practice. As soon as the words left my mouth it felt incredible to speak them. Regret slowly started to sink in as I was reading her body language and waiting for her reply. Suddenly I felt panic rising. 
What if she didn’t understand? What if she hated my ideas? What if she thinks I’m nuts? Oh, what have I done. (Mind you this all happened in about 2 seconds time.) 

However my fears were unfounded, she loved the idea. I found myself asking if she would let me practice on her. And again, another one of those oh my gosh what am I saying, someone give me a sock to put in my mouth hahaha. 

I know it was divinely orchestrated. I needed to find the courage to speak. We schedule a time the following week and I was officially starting the emotional healing business I now love like I’ve never loved healing before. 
All morning I was sweating buckets waiting for her to come. I went over in my head a million times how I felt the session needed to go. 

I prepped my room with oils, crystals, and soothing music to set the mood and prayed it was the right decision. I could feel my heart racing and my breathing was shallow. The nerves were in full bloom. 

It was a late summer day, the sun was setting in the evening sky and I could see my beautiful flowers out the window. I opened the door and couldn’t help but feel intense gratitude for this friend. I was trusting her with what felt like my livelihood. Giving her direct access to my soul. 

As I prepped her for how I invisioned the session to go my nerves slowly began to calm. I felt a peace wash over me. And a new found confidence. It all felt so new and exhilarating. Like when you first bite into a chocolate cake, or open that new can of Coke. 

What happened next blew my mind. 
I lead her through her soul. I have no idea how I did it but I did. I let go of trying to be the truth teller and allowed her to be her own truth identifier. It was magic! 

She went to a depth in her soul that I’d never seen in the previous year of working with her. She saw the light, she saw her pain and she saw her triumph. Never once did I have to tell her what was wrong with her. She found her soul truths in the most real way I’ve ever seen. 
After her session she told me, “Talesha, that was the best experience I have ever had. Thank you!”

It was an incredible moment for the both of us. I knew right then and there I had found my place in the healing world. I knew my purpose was to help others connect to their own truths. That that moment of empowerment would help usher in a new way of personal growth. I felt excited to be apart of something so critical for our day. 

That moment happened nearly two years ago. I have since created my own healing course teaching others how to do this line of work. I have never felt so much joy as sharing this modality with others. Whether it’s through my one on one sessions or through teaching them how to do it. 
Everyday I’m incredibly grateful for this blessing in my life. I’m so grateful for the opportunity to help others know their soul and heal from their inner wounds. It’s a blessing to them and to me. 
With love, 

Talesha