Fun Facts & Holy Rants: How I Burned the Box and Found My Faith
3 FUN FACTS:
• When I was in my early teens, I won a pony at a horse show. He was a pretty palomino named Trigger. He drank beer.
• I’ve done professional voice work and had dinner with musicians like Eddie Money and Karla Bonoff (yes, you probably need to be old like me to know who they are. LOL)
• I’ve spent more than half my life married — just not to the same man.
Those are the short version.
I’m also an Emotional Intelligence Coach by trade and a walking contradiction by design. I curse — thank you, Mom — and I’m a devout Christian — thank you, Dad. I burn boxes, not bridges, unless someone insists on locking me inside one.
But, let's get raw for a moment… I’ve also…
Yeah, gone along to get along.. smiling sweetly while screaming hell no inside. I’ve said yes to all the things I thought I was supposed to want — approval, achievement, acceptance — only to find myself aching for permission to stop pretending.
Maybe that’s why Human Design felt both sacred and subversive when I first found it — like a secret doorway into the parts of me I wasn’t sure I was allowed to explore.
Honestly? — it brings up questions. Loud ones.
Can I be a Christian and explore things like the I Ching, the chakras, astrology, quantum physics?
Isn’t that… against the rules?
Can I use Human Design as a tool without it being assumed I align with their spiritual path?
Can I be who I am — faith-filled, rebellious, fiercely intuitive — without being told I’m too much or not enough?
And the biggest question of all, the one we want to know the answer to even if we don’t ask it out loud:
Will I still be loved if they see who I really am?
And if the answer is no…
Can I live with that?
Can I walk away from approval and belonging and still walk tall?
Because here’s the thing: the world will always have an opinion.
About how loud you should be.
About what you should finish.
About what kind of woman you should become.
Even in the world of “finding yourself,” you’ll find a brand of conformity. Like when I went back to study art in my 40s — art students trying so hard to be different by dying their hair or having multiple piercings and tattoos - ended up looking exactly the same. There’s always another box, even when we think we’ve outgrown the old one.
And that’s the rub… You never need to justify who you are.
You are always becoming … and Human Design - it’s nothing but a tool that holds up a mirror. It is not about becoming someone new — it’s about giving yourself permission to be who you’ve always been.
Can you?
What if you want something no one else understands? What do you do with that desire?
Say you want to learn Mandarin for no reason other than it feels right in your bones. Do you share it? Or hide it, afraid they’ll laugh?
What if you wake up two years later and realize — meh — it wasn’t really for you?
Do you feel ashamed? Do you hear that voice saying, “Well, that was a waste of time”?
Why?
Since when did curiosity need a return on investment?
Since when did joy, wonder, and experimentation become something we have to justify?
That voice inside you isn’t random. It’s revealing you to you.
And no one — not your mother, not your pastor, not your ex, not even the 2 a.m. voice in your head — gets to decide what parts of you are “valid.”
Because in my faith, it boils down to this:
Love God.
Love others as you love yourself.
And here’s where it gets real tricky — that second part.
Loving others as you love yourself assumes you actually… love yourself.
Do you?
Because if you don’t… then every choice — even the ones that look like self-discovery — will still be shaped by fear.
That’s why I do this work. That’s why I use Human Design.
Not because I need a new identity.
But because I finally stopped being afraid of the one I already had.
So yeah… maybe you’ll start with a pony who drinks beer.
But don’t be surprised if you end up meeting yourself.
This is the work we do inside The Alchemy Room.
No fluff. No forcing. No proving.
Just radical clarity, real self-trust, and next-level freedom.
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