The Corporate Girl.....
Once upon a time, there was a girl working in Corporate America, rubbing shoulders with the "too big to fail" banks. She lived in New York City, partied hard on weekends, married for love… and cried herself to sleep many nights.
That girl was me, about 8-9 years ago. Let me take you back to when I first stumbled upon energy healing.
My life seemed set on a predetermined track. I worked at a firm where success was measured by how fast you could climb the ladder—or get out.
Battling her secret demons....
On the surface, I was functional—keeping my anxiety, sadness, and a nagging sense that "something's off" under wraps. But things were starting to break down. I began to notice strange sensations in my body. My chest ached, not like a sharp pain but more of an oppressive weight. Like...my heart was literally aching!
Some mornings, I’d wake up feeling this tightness and restlessness in my chest, which I now know was anxiety. Headaches became routine, and don’t even get me started on my menstrual cycle—it was so irregular, it'd show up whenever it pleased, sometimes twice a month. Oh, and my marriage? To say 'twas struggling is an understatement.
In short, life sucked. I was in therapy, doing the work, but the physical toll of everything left me drained. Therapy was tiring because I was tired. I was craving to recharge, build my energy, get some clarity and honestly, sleep better.
Then one day, someone mentioned Reiki. And, being at my wit's end, I thought, why the hell not?
Tries and disbelieves Reiki....
I didn’t go for a session (probably should have). Instead, I signed up for a class. I still remember walking into that first session, feeling skeptical and wondering what the hell I’d gotten myself into. During class, we practiced on each other. Everyone seemed to be having these profound experiences—deep realizations, strange sensations. Me? I stood there, hands in place, feeling absolutely nothing. Halfway through, I’d already decided: either Reiki was complete nonsense, or I was missing something.
Thankfully, I didn’t quit. I had just enough curiosity to see the training through. One day, after class, I practiced on a friend who hadn’t slept well in days. Honestly, I was just going through the motions, figuring I’d memorize the hand positions and be done with it. But about 10 minutes in, I hear the loudest snore from this tiny person. My friend had passed out, dead asleep, in the middle of my noisy apartment, while my hands felt like they were burning up.
Only to become a practitioner herself...
That was my “Aha” moment. Suddenly, I was a believer.
From that day forward, Reiki made sense to me. The more I practiced, the more I saw how it worked—not just on others, but on me. To be clear, I’ve always used a mix of therapy, Reiki, and somatic coaching for my healing. But for a good 2-3 years, Reiki was the only thing that really moved the needle. I started feeling lighter, less anxious, clearer, and better rested. These weren’t overnight changes; some were subtle. But I believe Reiki came into my life when I needed it the most. It was essential to healing my emotional wounds.
I’m the kind of person who needs to see something to believe it, and once I saw the results on myself, I knew I was ready to offer Reiki to others.
Offering it to others....
As I look back on that time in my life, I realize how pivotal Reiki was in my healing journey. It wasn’t a quick fix, but it gave me the space to breathe, reset, and reconnect with myself when I needed it most. Now, I’m grateful to share this practice with others—people just like me, who are feeling overwhelmed, stuck, or simply curious about energy healing.
If you’ve ever wondered about Reiki or are ready to experience it for yourself, I’d love to chat. Whether you're new to this or have questions, we can schedule a call to see how Reiki might fit into your journey.
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