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.

That feeling of going through the motions? The anxiety you can't quite name? The sense that you're living someone else's life? Your soul is trying to get your attention. You came into this lifetime with a specific mission. And when you're not living in alignment with it, nothing feels right, no matter how hard you try.