There’s something about driving through old roads that brings the past flooding back. Maybe it’s the familiar turns, the landmarks that once meant everything, or the music blasting through the speakers—the same songs that once carried me through late-night drives, deep conversations, and the countless moments of figuring myself out.
Tonight, as I was driving through my old college town, listening to one of my favorite rock bands, I found myself thinking about my daughter. I thought about how much she is going to grow, change, and evolve right before my eyes. One day, she’ll be little and wide-eyed, discovering the world with wonder. The next, she’ll be stepping into her own, navigating the journey of self-discovery that we all embark on.
And then it hit me—this idea that we change so much over the years, yet somehow, we don’t.
I have spent my life evolving, shifting interests, pursuing different paths, and experiencing every possible version of myself. And yet, through all of it, I have never stopped being me. The core of who I am—the essence of my being—has remained unchanged. I’ve always had a strong sense of self, even if I didn’t always recognize it. As I drove, lost in thought, I realized I was always a mystic, an intuitive, a wild—feral—free spirit. I was born this way, and I have fully lived up to it.
This realization was profound. At nearly 40, I can finally see the thread that has connected every stage of my life, every passion, every version of me. And as I sit with that understanding, I find myself hoping that my daughter will discover this truth about herself much sooner than I did. I hope she never questions whether she is “enough” because she always will be. I hope she realizes that no matter where life takes her, she is already whole.
I have never known a soul more perfect. I look at her and think, You are everything that is right in this world. I’ll be there for all of it—if you let me.
Confronting the Weight of Limiting Beliefs
Self-discovery isn’t about becoming someone new—it’s about uncovering who we’ve always been. And yet, for many, that thought is terrifying. Because if we remove all the stories, all the conditioning, all the limits placed upon us—what’s left?
What if I told you that the beliefs keeping you small, keeping you afraid, aren’t yours to carry? That they were never yours to begin with?
Lately, I’ve been sitting with my own limiting beliefs, watching as they rise to the surface like ghosts I thought I had buried. Imposter syndrome, doubt, fear—I’ve been wrestling with all of them. They sound like this:
• Other people and providers are smarter and better than me, so why bother?
• You blur too many lines; how can you be taken seriously?
• If I get successful or known, I’ll be a hypocrite and I’ll be ridiculed.
• If I mess up, my family will be let down.
• I am a fake—how could I possibly believe I can climb the ladder and be seen as an expert?
• If I become too successful, the government will tear me down and take everything I love.
And the list goes on. These beliefs creep in, whispering their poison, convincing me they are truth. I see them in my own life, and I see them in my clients—the way they haunt us, hold us back, keep us from stepping fully into our power.
But here’s the thing: they are lies.
I think about my daughter, and I pray that her limiting beliefs will be the kind that test her courage rather than diminish her worth. That she will always stay connected to the wholeness she was born with and never lose it along the way.
As I write these beliefs down, as I prepare to share them publicly, I feel myself peeling them away—disowning them, releasing them. I flash through images of my younger selves—the little girl, the angry teenager, the searching young woman—and I blow kisses to them. Because those beliefs were never ours to hold.
So, I will do my best to let them go.
And underneath it all, I feel that whole self inside me, pulsing like the last grain of sand in The NeverEnding Story, a spark of hope whispering that I am already enough.
So I breathe.
For now, I’ll keep playing my favorite songs, driving through old roads, and soaking in the beauty of watching my daughter grow—knowing that, at her core, she is already everything she needs to be.
Your Turn: Breaking Free from Limiting Beliefs
What limiting beliefs have been weighing you down? Have you ever questioned whether they truly belong to you? I invite you to take a moment—write them down, speak them out loud, and then challenge them. Are they truths, or are they just stories you’ve been carrying?
Sit with your whole self, the part of you that has always been there, and listen—not to the doubts, but to the deep knowing within you. You are not your fears, your imposter syndrome, or the limits placed upon you. You are so much more.
And if you feel called to share, I’d love to hear from you. Drop a comment below or connect with me—because we are all walking this journey of self-discovery together.
Until next time—keep turning towards love, embracing your wild spirit, and remembering…
You are everything and nothing less.
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