I have delightful childhood memories of magical stories being shared as we sat around the wood stove on cold winter evenings. My father was a magnificent story teller, with a vivid imagination. We often experienced inspiring odysseys while never leaving the warmth of the house. Those imaginative stories have been a catalyst for many of my real-life adventures. The stories themselves planted seeds of what was possible.

Then there was a story that wasn’t consciously shared around around the wood stove, however, its strands were woven through every day life. This story was the

unconscious story that had been passed down through the generations.

This story was connected to patterns of behaviour, beliefs and emotions that disempowered me, created limitations that left me feeling small and consumed by fear. 

As I entered my late teens, I felt worthless,I was stuck in an insidious web of story that had become my truth ~ my identity. and I was angry and blamed my parents for how my life was unfolding.

I promised myself when I became a mother I would parent my child differently than I had been parented. I did not want a child of mine to experience what I had experienced. When the time came, I held true to that intention and actively made many changes, however  the lens through which I saw myself and how I engaged with life remained unchanged. I was very aware that my daughter’s life was being shaped the same way mine had been. The truth is that nothing changed

until I became aware that the patriarchal story of ‘not enough’ was unconsciously expressing through me.

Once aware, I knew that until I broke the pattern of the ‘not enough’ story, I was powerless to know the truth of who I was and to live it. I made the decision to liberate myself from my story and be the best mother I could be for my daughter, That decision led me on the archetypal Heroine’s Journey. As I mothered my daughter I mothered myself. My daughter and I literally grew up together.

My journey was akin to unraveling a gigantic intricately woven story web, strand by strand. Each strand representing a part of the story that had been passed down generation to generation. Believing that I was “not enough” and trying to prove was ‘enough’ being the main theme of the story.

The words listed below are some of the strands of the story web that were brought to

the light.

‘co-dependency’ ‘dependency’ ‘independence’

‘I can do it myself’ ‘getting it right’ ‘not feeling worthy’

‘trying to figure it out’ ‘being needed’ ‘feeling powerless’

‘feeling that i didn’t belong’

Simultaneously, as the web of intergenerational stories was unraveling a new web of story was being woven .  

My journey thus far has revealed the beautiful truth that the story of who I thought I was, is not my true self. As I followed the strands in my ancestral web of story, I found the habitual disempowering patterns, beliefs, thoughts and emotions that were hidden in the ‘not enough’ story, were keeping me stuck in the web. The unraveling of the ‘not enough’ story allowed me to liberate myself from the patriarchal story web woven over thousands of years and reconnect with my true self.

Today, my daughter, my granddaughter and I are continue to weave the new story web rooted in the truth of who we. It is a story of love and

As a teacher, guide, healer and midwife of the awakening soul, I use the universal Birth Your True Self process to guide women to remember the truth of who they are.

“When you step further into the story you came to live, not only does the mythic territory open, but the deep self moves and the world of imagination and meaning comes toward you.”

Michael Mead