My story

 
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I wanted to create a different introduction.  One that is not the norm, one that will either leave you wanting to know more, or inducing an unfollow.  Listen to what resonates with you and for you. In this mini-bio, I’m going to talk about some seriously triggering sh*t, so read on with awareness.

When I set out to brand my company as a coach & healer, it was about branding myself, my passion, and why I do what I do.  And while some could argue that I have branded myself accurately as a heart centered, sassy, sweary, trauma-informed powerhouse of a woman, I neglect to add consistent details for fear of reprisal and/or mob-judgement.  Society can be mean and unforgiving if your beliefs challenge the status quo. But if I do not take the opportunity to share my well-earned beliefs, then I would be a hypocrite.  So as one of my Instagram posts indicates, I’m saying ‘nah’ with a smile on my face and going to lay it out for you, because it is time.

My name is Lea. I’m in my early 40’s and divorced with 2 boys and I have a half-human dog named Theo. I am a passionate, trauma-informed coach, an energetic healer and a medical medium; a seer of dead people, a lover of aliens and anything that is considered ‘weird’; a sister, an auntie, and quite frankly, a kick-ass 90’s dancer.

I dedicate my career to helping people remember who they are underneath all of the stories of life.  To recognize what boundaries, tolerance and compassion can actually mean when applied with love for our own selves. Our stories limit us; I want to teach people how to live unlimited.

Why? Because of my story.  

13 years ago I struggled with undiagnosed chronic pain & a serious mental illness called Conversion Disorder that resulted in 20+seizures a day. I was heavily medicated and accused of acting out for attention, significantly depressed and basically felt that I was certifiable on a daily basis. It was hell.

This trauma-induced illness, resulted from my first 20 years of life riddled in physical & emotional abuse, but most significantly, the sexual abuse by the hands of nine separate men, one being my grandfather until I was approximately 8 years old. Due to this, I have serious vocal distaste for any forms of misogyny, abuse of power, and/or implications that anyone is less-than because they are in existence. Thinking you are better or above anyone in life is a really unfortunate egoist illness, and I am dedicated to healing this way of thought for the next generation.

Both of my babies almost died their first year of life. My first born was premature (2 lbs), my second was vaccine injured and I’ve had two miscarriages.  Pregnancy was not kind to me in any sense of the word, but my boys were worth every single scar, physically & emotionally.  They are the loves of my life.  Even though trauma has been the theme, what came with it was extensive knowledge about the developing brain, holistic nutrition and how toxic chemicals & intolerant foods can wreak havoc within the nervous system causing permanent damage.  Alternative medicine saved us.

Because I was on SO much medication while ill, which actually induced more depression and anxiety; I am very anti-pharma.  Not to mention my son is a statistical vaccine injury that has resulted in epilepsy and developmental difficulties.   I like to say that I’m not an anti-vaxxer, I’m pro-informed consent, but really, I’m against ignorance and people quoting science to ignore the personal stories of heartache. It gaslights an entire population and it perpetuates irrevocable harm.  We lived this story, my son is a statistic.  This is a fact. It happens more than anyone cares to admit, but because society has been proven to be hateful when it is challenged, many stay quiet. 

Body autonomy and critical thinking should never be ridiculed but celebrated and encouraged.

I’ve recovered from 6 concussions.  Three in my first 2 decades of life, and three in my last three years. There is a running joke that I need to walk around with a bedazzled helmet because I keep bonking my head.  Because of this, I have developed a concussion protocol that is alternative and intense, but it’s effective.  More traumas that resulted in more tools. Alternative medicine for the win again, also, a helmet.

With all of this experiential trauma, decades of it, I recognize the level of harm the formation of one negative belief can ignite.   When I started to seek out therapy to help with the trauma & the seizures it was very slow.  I felt like all I wanted was a blueprint to get my head on straight.  Why do I think this way, why does my body respond this way, why can’t I just be happy, anxiety free, creative, and ambitious? What is wrong with me? Why do I need to keep rehashing my pain?

It was exhausting and therapy led me in circles of breaking me open and sending me on my way to figure it out solo.  They would open me up and then shove me out the door, repeat.  It was helpful, not helpful.  I was constantly missing a piece. 

The piece I’ve come to learn that none of my therapists had, was the elusive ‘trauma-informed’ piece.   Which, to this day, blows my ever-loving mind.  How can one be treating abuse and not be trauma-informed?  To heal anything, it is imperative to feel everything.  Your body always remembers, so leaning into the body to feel is the secret ingredient that goes unaddressed within most therapeutic practices. When it comes to therapy, counselling, psychiatry, psychology – if you’re seeking help, it is due to unaddressed trauma. Period.  Do your diligence and interview your practitioner.

I digress, once I came off of all my medication (which consisted of 12 different types of medications and 200mg of OxyContin A DAY, doctor prescribed) I started to lean into ‘feeling’ again. With this feeling came the desperate need to understand the energy of my mind and body; the science behind my own self. I was raw with emotion, and hungry to learn.  A beautiful combination that always results in one being tired of their own b.s., so they seek change.  

I was tired. I needed change, desperately.

All of my experiential education started to fold into real education.  I sought out a spiritual mentor and what began as a journey of curiosity (seeing dead people had me believing I was crazy), ended up being a journey into an awakening that would transform my life in ways I never thought possible. 

I took classes in everything.  Seeking understanding of spiritualism, I read the Bible, the Quran, the works of Taoism, Buddhism, and prayed to every mythical God/Goddess known to humanity for clarity.  I trained in meditation, yoga, mediumship, psychic practices, psychometry, tarot, oracle, psychopomp work, and the foundation of shamanism, crystals, Reiki, Quantum Touch, medical mediumship, akashic records, galactic light language, energy testing, EFT and the emotion code. I have trauma-trained under UBC professors, retired nurses, participated in educational seminars, and listened to countless hours of audiobooks & podcasts from neuroscientists around the world.  Eight years of continuous education and counting, and I am still constantly hungry for more.  

You know what I have found through all of these teachings? It’s all the same work with a twist.  It’s all about the science of energy within your cells and consciousness and the impermanence of life.  Aliens and dead people are just energy personified to those that are curious enough to see past the fog induced goggles of life.  Every religion, every modality, every thought, every conscious action can lead you with Grace, or with fear.  Your life is the result of your choice and which direction you follow.   

Grace or fear.

I am a self-directed student in the language and science of the universe through the human body.  Obligated to no body of authority, I ethically hold myself to a high standard of trauma-informed language and compassion for each client. 

Limiting beliefs, repeated relationship patterns, financial/material difficulties, narcissism, victim mentality, negative mentality, chronic pain, abusive relationships, being mean without knowing why …. all of these reasons boil down to stress induction from unresolved and unhealed trauma.

All of this is a lack of self-love, due to either conditioning within the environment in which you were raised or currently living; verbal, emotional, sexual or physical abuse; secondary trauma (witnessing), cultural shaming and conditioning and/or all of the above and more.  Let’s throw a one-time car accident or a global pandemic in there and see where you land when it’s all piled into the same body. What happens is the same memory pattern and the same thought process, creating the same life on repeat.

Oh, it’s messy and uncomfortable.

What my experience and education has led me to understand is that there is a pandemic of intolerance living within us.  A deep level of pain that many believe is a weakness, when in fact the pain, the feelings; the emotion is THE strength – if you know how to work with it.  Your beliefs are directly connected to your identity, that identity is a result of who taught you those beliefs in the first place.

I took all of my therapy, all of my training and self-directed trauma-informed education, and created a practice for my clients that is life changing.  A practice that focuses on love of self, boundaries, tolerance, and the strength and courage that is found when living within open vulnerability.  I give you a blueprint, a map back home to who you are underneath all the noise.

I will show you how.

You can either choose to live limited by all of your stories, or try something new and challenge yourself by expanding into the truth of who you are. Your trauma is not your fault, but how you heal yourself, how you address and choose to live because of the trauma, is your responsibility and yours alone. 

Are you tired yet? 

Motivation comes from within — and I’m here to help you activate it.

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