I was making $40K a year, engaged, and building a career that looked great on paper. My dog had a rare brain disease, my relationship was falling apart, and I was completely dysregulated. That was the moment my real life began.

In 2020 everything I believed was shattered at once. What came out of that breaking open surprised me most: the concept of soul contracts. What if the heartbreaks, the losses, the people who challenged you most were never random? What if your soul chose all of it?

What if death wasn't random? What if the people we love most left exactly when their soul chose to? In this post I share the spiritual concept of exit strategies, how it brought me peace after losing my father, and what it might offer you in your own grief.