Healing Happens Slowly: The Story Behind Living Simply Well Infused

As we embark upon this journey of Living Simply Well Infused, I reflect on what has led to this mission.  At 51 years old, I am feeling the best I have ever felt in my life.  Although I have not achieved all my physical goals, my mind is at peace, my emotions are regulated, I have energy, and I am moving more everyday with less pain.

Six years ago, I was at my lowest.  I was in agony most of the time.  Trapped in my body due to chronic pain, anxiety, panic, struggling with obesity, insomnia, depression and hopelessness.  I was struggling with fatigue, mental brain fog, irritability, and my relationships were suffering.  I had little interest in those activities I had once loved.  It was in those days, quite honestly, that I found myself wondering what this life was worth.  

Sometimes, it is in our darkest hours that we call out for help.  We become willing to try something new and different no matter the cost.  I decided to make some changes.  I started intermittent fasting to decrease cravings and hopefully drop some weight.  I returned to prayer and meditation - even if it was interrupted by my struggle to focus.  I met a wonderful yoga teacher who was willing to teach me without judgement.  After the first year, I started walking everyday.  Little changes became habits, I started to sleep some at night.  I started to have hope that maybe I could change the circumstances that caused such suffering.

Over time, I studied yoga, learned to knit and sew, studied sound and vibration therapy.  As my children entered adulthood, I purchased my English Bulldogs which was a lifelong dream.  Soon I found myself learning more about integrative medicine and how we can use food for healing.  Living Simply Well started to take shape in my heart and mind.

I made lasting new friendships with my yoga community.  I healed some old trauma and mended my relationships within my family.  All of this was a new beginning; much different than I have imagined.  You see, my philosophy prior to this, was that good things happened to good people.  If I was focused on being “good” then my life would be good.  This is not the truth.  Sometimes we need to walk in the dark for a new perspective on light and life.  Sometimes our emotions and soul need more healing than our physical body.  Sometimes, we need friends - true friends to share life and heart ache with rather than isolation, shame and guilt for not measuring up.

So now, I am so grateful for my suffering, so grateful that I have not arrived yet.  With great anticipation, I look forward to meeting other people in their shadows too - so together we can walk in the love and light that we were created for.  The joy is in the making…

Living Simply Well,

Angie