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Walking the Edge: My Journey as an Empath Learning to Protect, Heal, and Shine

For as long as I can remember, I’ve sensed things others couldn’t. Energies, presences, whispers from another realm—all mixed into the fabric of my everyday life. It wasn’t until much later that I understood why: I’m an empath. Being an empath means I absorb emotions and energies around me, sometimes to the point where it feels overwhelming. Negative energies, draining people—what I call “energy vampires” or “soul snatchers”—can knock me off balance if I’m not careful. For a long time, this sensitivity felt like a curse. But now, I see it as a gift—a calling. Encounters Beyond the Veil Throughout my life, I’ve had moments that defy logic. One night driving past a cemetery, I saw a pink orb-like form linger around my car. It felt playful and curious, not frightening—a gentle energy reaching out across the veil. But it wasn’t one of my guardian angels. I’ve felt their presence in other ways, and this orb was something else—something that just passed through, maybe just drawn to my l...

Unworthy to Wealthy: My Money Mindset Shift

 

Unworthy to Wealthy: My Money Mindset Shift 

I created this course on money mindset because I grew up with a deeply ingrained scarcity mindset. From a young age, I was exposed to conflicting messages about money that shaped my beliefs for years. Raised Catholic and later converting to Christianity, certain religious teachings, especially the idea that “money is the root of all evil,” created a sense of guilt around wealth. I internalized the belief that desiring or accumulating money was wrong or selfish, adding layers of shame to my relationship with money.

But it wasn’t just religious beliefs that influenced me—it was also my family environment. My mother, a single mom raising four kids, was extremely tight with money. Every penny was carefully managed, and the constant focus was on survival rather than abundance. I can still remember being punished for something as small as using a paper towel before it was completely soiled. Food was scarce, and if I ate something my mom had planned to use, I’d be in trouble again. We lived in a state of saving, but never in one of thriving.

At 14, I went to live with my dad, who was the opposite of my mom. He spent every cent he earned and was constantly behind on bills, often paying his employees late. His reckless approach to money left me even more confused. I was stuck between my mother’s extreme frugality and my father’s inability to manage finances. These experiences led me to internalize the belief that I wasn’t worthy of making or keeping money. Even when I did make money, I felt obligated to give it away to family members who struggled financially, even though they hadn’t supported me in any way.

Another deep wound from my childhood was the embarrassment I felt about my clothes. Growing up in the '70s, all the other kids wore the latest fashions—like Dittos, the trendy pants at the time, and Vans shoes—while I wore hand-me-downs, out-of-fashion sale items, or thrift store finds that made me feel awkward and out of place. My mom often bought identical outfits for me and my sisters, so I’d end up wearing the same outfit multiple times, years apart. My pants were usually too short, and I was teased for being socially awkward because I didn’t have the cool clothes to fit in with the in-crowd. It made me feel unworthy and damaged my self-confidence. That feeling of being an outsider because of money—or the lack of it—left me insecure, ashamed, and constantly questioning my own value. It shaped my early beliefs about worth and success, tying them directly to financial status. 

These experiences created a broken relationship with money. For so long, I felt guilty for wanting more money, as if wealth was inherently bad or dangerous. Even when I made money, I didn’t know how to hold onto it without feeling obligated to give it away. I realized that I needed to heal my relationship with money and break the limiting beliefs I had carried for so long, including the idea that money was something to feel guilty about.

This course is my way of helping others do the same. I want to guide you through the process of transforming your money mindset—from scarcity to abundance—so you can finally feel worthy of financial success and keep the wealth you create without guilt or shame. You deserve to thrive, not just survive, and I’m here to help you on that journey.






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Walking the Edge: My Journey as an Empath Learning to Protect, Heal, and Shine

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