I began my self healing journey unwillingly (as most of us do), when the universe caused...well... let me just say that I lost my family, my home, my support network, sense of security and self esteem, as I plummeted into homelessness. As I was (I speak in metaphors a lot), drowning, I still held that whiskey bottle high above my head as if using two arms to swim was OUT of the question! Alcohol was the MOST important thing, back then, because I didn't feel AT ALL safe, loved, accepted, understood, or even comfortable in my own skin. The universe (I was soo distant from God) had no choice but to obliterate my middle class life in order to expand my soul and initiate a vivid understanding of my purpose. ​ I spent two years in an agonizing twigh-light zone of abandonment, moral injury, cptsd, fear and desperation, before divine intervention finally rescued me. In a jail cell, 1000 miles from home, I realized my defeat. I had nothing, noone and nowhere left to run. I had absolutely nobody to turn to, but God. I understand now that he's all I' ever needed and has always been with me. I introspected and connected with my spirit for 62 days before I was acquitted. It was just long enough for me to read "A Purpose Driven Life", to get sober, get real, and to remember Christ Consciousness. I've always been good enough! ​ I'm not on this planet to avoid challenges, rejection, or suffering... it is All to be counted as joy, for they lead to the discovery of one's depth & breadth; the discovery of oneself; the I AM. Before I experienced adversity I wasn't capable of fully embracing my divinity, humility, generosity, STRENGTH, compassion, resilience and enlightenment. The first will go last and the last will be first. People won't remember you for what you did or said or had. People will remember you by the way you made them feel.