Taking the Big Leap
At the end of April, I did a thing.
I left a stable, reliable, 21-year career to become a Healing Facilitator.
Right now, you’re probably thinking, “wow! That’s great, it’s so awesome that you had everything in order make that change!”
But here’s the thing: I really didn’t. At least not by my standards.
In the past, the planner in me (I was a practicing land use planner) would have made sure that he had all his ducks in a row. He would have made sure there was a good chunk of money in the bank, he would have done all the detailed research he needed in order to satisfy his anxiety and worry. He would have made sure that this decision would provide safety and stability. But I’m a very different person than I was even a year ago, and what I know is that if I had insisted on all of that, I’d be sitting in a career I had begun to hate for another twenty or twenty-five years. And then, the opportunity to really embrace something new and exciting would be gone.
So, I did the thing. I left all of what I’ve done in the past and dove off the cliff into the unknown. Yes, I was able to put together a small financial pad that will carry part of our household income for a few months (I may be risk tolerant, but I’m not insane). But “a few months” is not exactly a typical time frame for getting a business started and turning a profit. And yet here we are – just going for it. Now you’re likely asking the big question – Why?
Because I had to. Never in my life have I been so sure a decision I’ve made is the right one. To be sure, I’ve had many anxiety filled nights where my brain (which is trying to keep me safe) screamed “dear GOD, what are you doing?!!” But even with the noise of my own fear and discomfort in this decision, I’ve known it was the right one. I had reached the burnout phase in my prior career. To be clear – it was not where I was working – that was generally fine. I was treated well and worked with some very good people. But at the end of every single day I could tell that the work was sucking the life out of me. And at 52 years old, that’s a recipe for an early death. I have too many things I want to do and experience to die young just because I want the stability provided by a career I don’t like. And most importantly, I want my vocation to help people – for real.
During the past few years, I’ve put a lot of time into working on myself. I’ve focused on letting go of many of the things that were holding me back from really embracing the things that I like about myself. In July of 2022, I spent a week doing a QiGong retreat at the Omega Institute in Rheinbeck, NY. It was a transformational experience that really opened my mind to the possibilities that life had to offer. Since then, I’ve become a Canfield Certified Success Coach and I’ve taken meditation training classes and sound healing classes. Most recently, I began the work necessary to become certified in a process called Regenerating Images in Memory (more to come about RIM!), which is a rich and unique tool that can be used to help people heal themselves of trauma. And I have never felt so passionate about my work as I do right now. And yes, It’s scary. It’s the wildest thing I’ve every done (aside from proposing to my wife when I was 16. That was pretty wild, too).
So that’s what I’m doing. I leaped off the cliff and into the deep and vast ocean of Transformational Healing. I’m building the tools I need to really help people heal themselves. And as far as I can tell, we all need healing more than ever. We’re all suffering from some sort of trauma and so many of us – myself included for many years – are held back from doing the things we dream about. It is my desire to take all that I have learned about my own healing journey (one that is never done, by the way) and these amazing tools, and bring it to people so that they can heal. So that we can heal.
So, despite my own resistance to change, I did a thing. And I know it was the right thing to do.
