when it all starts.
Often people reach out and they want to know all about where to start and how in this wild realm. I hate to burst your bubble what when the world comes crashing down there is not really “signs” None that you will notice, I am sure.
Where do you start in this? Where it starts.
For me I have always been the collector of crystals, and weird trinkets. A deep desire for the unknown, and the unexplainable. I guess I always wondered about ‘MORE’
A lover of The X Files, Ghost Whisperer, and the stars I have always wondered.
So once the balls all started to bounce, and I was thrown deep into the absolute turmoil that was my parenting journey I found myself screaming “How do I fucking ground”
This post will treat you to the people, things and shit that is my life and that bought me to here. That made me uproot my entire life and fuck off.
If you haven’t caught on already while floating around my page, one major thing that truly shifted our energy was all that is covid. The lockdowns. The lies. The seperation. The agression. The absolute rot that was the Victorian Government and still is.
But before all that life has shifted and there was no going back. There was no forgetting, no ignoring as the pieces began to fall. Like a fake wall that had surrounded me for so long was finally all coming the fuck down. Chaos swirling. The waters rising and nowhere to go but in. Into myself. Into my soul. The Truman Show.
So, as the hospital stays became life, I was a nervous mess, I started searching for therapies that would help. I was not going to start medication. My soul was screaming “Feel it all” and I just knew I had the right to express it all.
The fears. The anger. The absolute disappointment. The fight of my life had begun. For myself. For my daughter. For my family.
I was questioning everything, regrating choices and being cornered. I felt so lost in these days, as everyone loved and enjoyed their babies. I knew something was so fucking wrong. Yet, couldn’t get my words out and was at a lost as to what to do.
Your thrown in to questioning everything. Vaccines. Health. Food. Birth. It is when all the walls are breaking, and the light is coming in. It is blinding. Confusing. It is unexplainable.
Reiki Healing was my starter. These sessions where super insightful and conducted with various people in Echuca Moama. Sally Armstrong (Soul Nurturer) Mel Walker, Granny Bo Ho (Kerri) and Stacey Gamble (Inner Whispers)
These women introduced me to a hidden magic that I didn’t understand but had taken my soul the instant I did a session. Each session delivered different insights and opened up parts of me I never imagined I could. These women held me and saw things I couldn’t. They knew things that people didn’t, and it was with each session that broke a piece of me I felt like more and more of me had come home.
It was a whole new fucking world. I was Ariel. I was about to find my feet!
The conversations were always deep, layers of depth that I had not really experienced but craved so much of. As I plummeted into the hell that was parenting, while navigating the medical wards I realised every session I had that this magic is what I needed. That this falling apart was all of my awakening. That the hell I was living was all part and parcel with my journey.
Beining ok with that was a whole new ball game.
As my daughter began to experience ghost things… and more mysteries started to come alive.
Some sessions had me disconnecting from myself, flying through spaces I couldn’t comprehend and experiences a euphoria that was I now craving every month. It was like weight was just being shovelled off my shoulders every time I stepped into a space lit with candles, sage, oils and cards. It was like being HOME.
I often wondered if I was losing my mind, or was I just becoming more of who I really wanted to be and who I truly knew I was?
Deep inside the witch wound lurking. Waiting tapping to come home. She was fucking excited and she was speaking louder than ever!
These in person session had my heart, and it was through this I ventured into other therapies. It was like a fire had been ignited, and I was fucking ready.
I was working with chiros, osteos, acupuncture but nothing on this ‘LEVEL’ this weird experience that was somewhat where I knew I had to be. The magic that I couldn’t explain, that then pushed me into Kinesiology with Leanne. I was exploring emotions. Ancestors. Family trauma. Past lives. It was like opening a spell book with Merlin.
What the actual fuck is happening? Then trying to explain this love you have for these wild therapies. My husband unsure and not full-on board for some time.
As I stumbled back from a hospital stay, I remember so vividly my friend messaging and asking if I wanted to head out. It was theta healing night and mediumship. I was fucking pumped, and yes, I was ready to hold some space for me and only me.
No idea what to expect, but so happy for time with my friend. Adult time. A friend who I could deep dive into all the ghost stories with and explore the unexplainable. Those friends. The wild ones.
As the spiritual curtain rises around you, it is wild the emotions you go through and the way your mind starts to operate. You really start to see things for what they truely are.
I was starting to read more, and slowly tapping into meditation and yoga. I was ready to open my mind more… Explore.
This night is where I met Karen, and when we experienced that theta healing night I was sold. I wanted to work with this women and all that she had. I wanted to understand it all. I wanted to help my nervous system, understand it more and more.
This is when the sessions began.
I would come home from hospital stays, and make sure I was off to see Karen.
Every session unfolding as it needed to and taking me on a sky rocketing adventure. Back to me. To the future. To my soul. It was in these moments that I started to deep dive into frequency, explore breath work and meditation.
I tapped into akashic records with Teagan, and the world I knew was no more.
Everything was being split in half, shaken and blown up like I was at battle. The old Sarah was being kicked off the shelf, and this new one was a hot mess who was ready to be grounded. She was cutting away all the stagnate energy, the people pleasing and she was ready to be seen.
Connecting with women like this was life changing, and they all came to me at the right moment. This kind of stuff was not as mainstream as it is now, so I was constantly asking for help. To be guided. I was determined to find answers to help myself, my family and my daughter. These women constantly bounced me off to where I needed to go.
I think that was the biggest thing, the flood gates had been open and there was no going back. You can’t unsee it, you can’t back pedal, you are in! In the tornado.
I had been tapping with essential oils; I was also obsessed with TTC readings. I was seeking answers that I actually didn’t need. I was forcing answers, obsessed with ‘knowing’ when really I didn’t need to know KNOW anything.
Surrendering into what is happening is the scariest part, but when you do it with supports in place it makes it so much easier.
I am a huge advocate for trying all the therapies, because I truly believe that each and every person out there sharing their light work (with good and pure intentions) will pull you apart as you need.
Do not fucking doubt that!
If you find someone you love, hell yes make them your regular but never be afraid to throw a few things in and then let yourself integrate all that energy.
The questions. The shadows. The reflection. The ugly. The soft. The scary.
The journey is never pretty. I tapped into online courses, listened to endless podcast around family traumas, family connections, relationships, nervous systems and all the things in between.
And I am still doing all this, just not as intensely.
Today it all flows a lot more freely, as it needs to. I am years into this, and the hardest parts have been done. The deepest breaking you could never even imagine.
If you are at the start of the chaos, and you are feeling the pull find your people. Whoever they are. Attend the circles. Listen to the music. Hold space for you. Clean up your habits. Look at who you are surrounded by. If you notice your triggered, dive into that.
What the fuck is a trigger? It is something that makes you feel uncomfortable, or angry. It is a feeling that makes you sometimes rage and then you catch yourself “why the fuck do I even care” that is it why do you?
I know for a fact that I have changed in huge amounts, and I know that I am a lot more cautious of who I am with, but I have had to learn the hard way when to stop giving my energy away.
We don’t realise how much we just agree to things, say YES to all the things when deep inside we don’t have the energy. Constantly putting aside our own health, and our own feelings to keep the peace.
Throughout this journey of what is happening, I have shifted gears slowed down and embraced more of the simple things. That includes boundaries, and that does throw people.
I was always the “lets arrange dinner” always chasing people, making sure we didn’t miss a birthday… I was pushing myself, and through all the sessions it became clear that I needed to stop. That it was ok for me to take care of me. Miss the dinners. Stop planning the birthdays. Making sure ‘EVERYONE” was happy when inside I was in burnout mode just keeping up with my own home life, business and marriage.
At the end of the day, I have realised I have spent my entire life chasing people, making sure I shower them in my love when in return I am lucky to get a text message.
I still keep in contact with people, and family but I have learnt to reserve myself.
To keep myself connected to the ones who give back as much as I give.
So, when the world is flipping and your journey starts, here are my best tips:
Find your people!
Feel your feelings. Always. Mad. Angry. Sad.
Set your boundaries and honour them. No, you don’t have to attend every fucking event!
There is always someone here for you. Reach out. Slide into the DMs.
Don’t do it alone!
You are always loved, and all our journeys look so different but not so different….
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