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 It's hard to believe it's been 10 months since my accident. It's been quite a journey. I went from the trauma unit to an acute care hospital, connected to more life support machines than I could count. One by one, I was able to come off each machine until I was finally discharged at the end of December. When I got home, I spent about a month in bed. I couldn't do much for myself and had to slowly rebuild my strength. I started going to the gym once a week, and after a couple of months I was finally able to get a caretaker who could take me two or three times a week. That's when I really started making progress. But recovery hasn't been a straight line. My amputated leg had complication after complication, and the wounds wouldn't heal for months. Even though I received my prosthetic leg on February 10, I couldn't safely wear it until the very end of April because the wounds wouldn't close. Just when I started walking with my prosthetic at the gym, I ...

No One Should Live in Fear (Including Me)



Welcome to my journey—a path of deep sensitivity, spiritual awakening, and learning to live as an empath in a world full of unseen energies. For years, I struggled to understand why I felt so deeply affected by the energies around me, why some places or people drained me, and why spirits or presences sometimes made themselves known.

Through personal experience, family legacy, and years of healing work, I’ve come to embrace my empathic nature as a powerful gift rather than a burden. In this post, I want to share some of my most profound encounters and insights in hopes they will resonate with others walking a similar path.


by Jean Marshall | Artful Living Coaching

I was a child raised with a scarcity mindset. And I’m still clearing those limited beliefs.

My mother lived in chronic, fear-based lack. We weren’t allowed to eat certain foods without getting hit. We reused paper towels. We lived in a constant state of tension—of not knowing what would set her off. There was never enough food and I wore old clothes.

And my father? He was the opposite—he’d make money and spend it recklessly, throwing it at friends, parties, drinks. We lost our home to foreclosure, and somehow I got blamed for not getting a job—even though I was just a high schooler trying to survive, walking miles to school because he was too hungover to drive me.

Two extremes. Same result:
Money equals pain. Uncertainty. Instability. Blame. Fear.

And even now, decades later, that conditioning still echoes in my bones. I save money, then feel terrified to spend it—even on things that are sacred, healing, and aligned. I still hear the voice that says:

“You better not want anything. You’ll just lose it anyway.”

But here’s the truth I’m finally choosing to live:
I’m not that scared little girl anymore.
I am the woman who is building a new legacy.
One of healing, energy, intuition, and abundance.
One where fear doesn’t get the last word.

When my tuning forks arrived, I cried.
It wasn’t sadness. It was recognition. A remembering.
I knew—this is part of my path.

I’m building a new career path for myself at almost 60 that requires a big financial commitment and it’s a little scary—but I feel it. These tools, these sounds, this frequency—I feel it in my body: This is the work I’m here to do.

And yes, I’m still scared. Yes, sometimes I spin out in fear or doubt. But I also know—in my gut—that I’m finally aligned.
And that’s priceless.

So here I am, speaking the truth I was never allowed to speak:

✨ No one should live in fear of their own needs.
✨ No one should be punished for wanting more than survival.
✨ And no one should have to carry generational pain alone.

I’m not here to fix anyone. I’m here to walk beside those who are ready to break free—from scarcity, from trauma, from silence. If you’re on your own healing journey, if you’ve felt stuck or haunted by fear, I want you to know:

You’re not crazy. You’re remembering your power.

And you don’t have to do it alone.

Ready to clear old energy and reclaim your life?

Let’s begin your healing journey together.
Book a 1:1 Energy Clearing + Coaching Session at:
🌐 ArtfulLivingCoaching.com

This is where we unravel fear, restore safety, and awaken your soul’s deepest knowing.
You are allowed to feel free.
You are allowed to want more.
You are allowed to heal.

And you are so, so ready.

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