Not using your soul? Let me steal it.

One Saturday afternoon I showed up at a party where I hardly knew anyone and ended up cold reading strangers in a side bedroom all party long.

Cold reading isn’t exactly the proper term. I have this weird party trick where I can relax my mind and body and then tune into someone else’s body and empathically feel some approximation of what’s happening for them.

Then I translate those sensations into words and it ends up being a somatic energy reading where my body is a giant Ouija board.

After having a blast and making several people’s day, it suddenly dawned on me. Why the hell am I trying to promote myself as a semi-normal coach when I am weird AF and have all this energetic access?

Somehow in my mind, all the weird energy stuff got categorized as “energy healing” and dismissed as a viable career path.

But maybe the reason my protectors have been fighting my efforts to do more traditional style coaching isn’t because they were deathly afraid of being seen. It’s because they were deathly afraid of being crammed into a box too small to fit our greatest gifts.

The next day, I created a logo, wrote some copy, launched the service, and I’ve been doing these readings ever since.

I’ve been a certified Life Coach and Reiki Master since 2008. But this particular kind of embodied attunement began emerging in 2010 after a harrowing 30-day experiment in facing my two deepest fears: looking bad and risking rejection.

To break free from caring what anyone thought, I did at least one thing every day to look bad and risk rejection: pitching consulting services to a grocery-store manager while food shopping, offering free “spiritual brain massages” at the mall until security shut it down, and posting my most terrifying, unfiltered thoughts on Twitter, Facebook, and LinkedIn the moment they arose.

The experiment cost me my mentor, a community, and dozens of friends.

Liberated but rudderless, I began meditating regularly because I couldn’t figure out what else to do with my life. One night, while lying down in meditation, my left arm started moving on its own in a spiral. It felt good, so I let it continue.

The spiral grew wider and wider until my arm was caressing the entire left side of my body. It was like some external force was loving me through my own body.

This was my first contact with “The Energy,” an embodied force that has moved through me nearly every day for the last sixteen years.

By allowing my body to make automatic movement and sounds, I witnessed myself doing things I had no earthly idea how to do. It was like being trained from the ground up.

I honed these skills for four years at a mystery school called the Luminous Awareness Institute to embody my light side. While simultaneously waterboarding my insecurities with exposure therapy at a relational edgework dojo to embolden my shadow side. Along the way, I became uniquely able to empathize deeply and embody a wide range of energies with little resistance, allowing what wants to be spoken to come through unfiltered.