Where Did I Lose Myself?

Who Am I Now?

I didn’t wake up one morning with a dramatic jolt, asking, “Where did I go?”

It was quieter than that.

It was a slow drift.

Little pieces of me began to dissolve—so subtly I barely noticed—until one day I looked around at my life and wondered, “What happened? Who am I now? And who do I even want to become?”

I know I’m not alone in this. These are the very questions my clients whisper to me in their raw, unguarded moments.

And yes, it might seem ironic—after all, I’m the coach, the homeopath, the healer. But let me be honest: I wrestle with these questions too.

The difference is not that I have it all figured out. The difference is that I have tools, a deep well of experience, and a practice of returning to myself when I lose my way.

There’s a strange kind of guilt that lives inside the heart of a woman who “has so much” and yet feels disconnected, tired, or restless.

We’re told to “count our blessings” and “be grateful.”

And yes, I do.

But gratitude doesn’t erase the ache that rises when your soul is nudging you to come home to yourself.

So, when I say to my clients,

“I see you. I hear you. I feel you.”

—I mean it with every fiber of my being.

Because I’ve lived it.

There are days when life feels like a runaway train—deadlines, to-do lists, caring for others, managing a business, nurturing a family. And in the process, the most tender parts of ourselves—our dreams, our longings, our stillness—get buried under the weight of responsibility.

When this happens, I don’t look for a plane ticket to a faraway island (though let’s be honest, I wouldn’t say no to that).

Instead, I return to a sacred rhythm I call “slowing the flow.”

It’s not about escaping life.

It’s about re-entering it with intention.

It’s remembering the practices, people, and places that ground me.

It’s asking—gently but honestly—“Am I nourishing myself? Am I connected to my own breath, my own values, my own soul?”

When I lose myself, self-care is always the first to go.

And so I ask:

• Am I moving my body with love?

• Am I pausing to listen to what my heart needs today?

• Am I offering myself the same compassion I so readily give to others?

This isn’t just my journey.

It’s ours.

And this is the conversation I want to have—with you.

Not a surface-level chat about “balance” or trendy morning routines, but a real, soul-deep dialogue about how we reorient ourselves when we’ve gone off course.

So if you’re quietly wondering,

“Who am I now?” or

“Where did that fire inside me go?” or

“Is it too late to become someone new?”

—know this:

You’re not alone.

You’re not broken.

And it’s not too late.

I’m here. I see you.

Let’s explore this together.

Are you in?

If so, click here to book a discovery call with me.