For over 25 years, I’ve been in the deep pursuit of being a Loved Woman. For most of that time, I wasn’t - not in my experience or belief. Oh, sometimes I’d get there, nearly, just to watch the pendulum swing back again. The love being offered, the love I felt I’d finally found would all soon evaporate, as if it were never true at all. Once again, I’d be crushed, enfolded into the depths of my broken heart.

Deep down, all I wanted was to be loved - radically, wildly, completely. Yet, over and over, I felt the incredibly searing pain of being unloved.

I knew it wasn’t supposed to be this way.

In those moments of profound pain, I couldn’t see where my ever-winding path was taking me. I didn’t know that to be loved - truly, madly, deeply - I had to become Her: The Radiantly Loved Woman.

Over those 25+ years, the winding path of becoming took me through cycles of layered healing, including:

• true freedom = wholeness

• embodied power and confidence

• sensual-sexual liberation and consecration

• humility, honor and devotion

• conviction + authority to stand within myself and for really mattered

• opening to be seen + embracing my essence as true beauty

• unveiling myself in authentic vulnerability, putting shame to shame

• acknowledging my heart’s desires and my unique perspectives

This required yielding to the process of unlearning things like embodied trauma (somatic disregulation/compensation), self-preservation (via shrinking, fleeing or fighting), and hiding myself for fear of rejection or attraction, both of which I didn’t always have solid skills to navigate without collapse, coercion or chameleoning…

The path of unlearning in deeper and deeper layers was interlaced with meeting deep pain and profound love. As I spiraled inward into the depths of my psychosomatic self, pruning my distorted perspectives, I melted into the reality that this pain + true love’s perspective was setting me free - heart, mind, body and soul.

The former internal support system I developed in reaction to pain had been “holding me together,” but it was riddled with toxic cycles that only kept me from the love I desperately longed for.

I came to understand the fracture within which could only keep me from being a loved woman. Some call this fracture The Sacred Wound. When we heal this inward divide and return to harmony, we become She - The Radiantly Loved Woman. Only then can we magnetically align with the Love we always knew was meant to be.

I have personally walked (and continue to walk) the path of unlearning, undoing and outgrowing the psychosomatic structures of the pseudo-self, with all its restricting belief patterns and survival+fear based mechanistic behaviors. These patterns and behaviors keep us stuck in the toxic cycles of unfulfilling and unhealthy relationships (of all kinds), and ultimately with ourself and our experience of life.

The cycles that form as a result of this split are “toxic” because they directly induce further harm and poison our attempts to love and be loved, which is in direct opposition to our deepest longing.