When Life Hands You Lemons: You Make Lemonade?

My identity rises from the rubble...

A couple of weeks ago, possibly sooner (it’s all a blur) my life changed in an instant. Not only was my website taken over and destroyed, but my motivation to continue on my current path went away with the fairies.

Overnight I went from being an intuitive dating coach for women over 40, to a perimenopausal woman having a panic attack on the phone when I thought my IT person was trying to rebuild everything I had just lost. Because underneath the loss, panic and shock of being digitally violated, I felt a deep sense of relief. Calm. Space. Almost excitement.

And I finally understood what the expression “all out of fucks” means in a practical sense. All my drive had folded like a house of cards. My ambition, my building, building, building, doing, doing, doing mantra collapsed on itself leaving me standing in the rubble of my identity.

I am very happy and grateful for the past eight years being an intuitive dating coach for midlife women. I loved what I created except… looking back I started to feel a restriction in my chest and a nagging sense that I was shrinking, and becoming smaller, and smaller and smaller. I couldn’t shake the feeling of being out of alignment. Like I had more to share and I needed a much larger container. Parts of me beat my chest like a drum, to give them a voice.

So, here I am. Taking my gems of wisdom and moving forward on my journey that spans two decades in the personal development and healing space. Taking all that is relevant, useful and necessary. Returning to my roots of tuning into my wisdom and deeply connecting to my true self. Expressing my hard-earned wisdom as an offering to all those who are meant to hear it.

I’m activating my voice as a woman who silenced herself as a child, and all the scars that come with that. I’m activating my voice around the struggles and triumphs of being a recovering people pleaser, survivor of parental narcissistic abuse, intuitive, fierce, independent, gogetter, typeA, multi-passionate! I am here to shine bright. I am Truly Eleanor. And I’m so glad you’re here.