Helllllllooooo!

The little girl with bruises in that picture is me. I “died” when a car hit me. But a nursing student and fireman just happened to be there to save me. And that’s where this story ended until December 2025 some 51 years later.

Huh? I know. Right… STRANGE…

EXCEPT???

That’s how integration works.

As I’ve mentioned in other blogs, I did 100 conscious connected breathwork sessions and 105 sex magic ritual sessions earlier in 2025. Their purpose: Ground myself in myself and my body. Well? It worked.

AND!!!! SUPER DUPER EXCITING!!!

That process allowed the unconscious to become conscious:

The car hitting me happened before I had words and ideas to describe the incredible pain and what happened cuz I was two. So? I woke up in the middle of a December night to realize…

The fireman and nursing student absolutely helped me. BUT BUT BUT

I chose to breathe.

And when I realized that I had chosen to breathe? My body was flooded with a two year’s old excitement about wanting to live. Yup. Some 51 years after the fact. It was incredible. I was so fucking happy to be alive!!

Yup. I claimed my agency in that moment. The ripples are still playing out. See… I realized that my mind turned that into a very insidious idea: If people help me? I owe them my life. This unconscious thought kept me in bad situations well past their expiration dates.

Don’t get me wrong: I love to have been through my bad situations since they helped me strengthen my spine. The difference now? I know that I no longer need to be there indefinitely.

Any reframes for you?

As always: Have a glamorous day for fun!!

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