Where Science Meets Soul

The place where nursing, writing, and healing all come together

Regardless of which version of myself seems to be leading the way  there is always a place I return; to a place where science meets soul. It’s not a destination but more of a rhythm . A rhythm that both follows me while also leading the way.

I am certain that if many of you reflected on where you’ve been over the course of your life you’d recognize patterns   and synchronicities in the choices you’ve made and who you have been throughout them. I, myself, have lived many versions of who I am. But at the core, my drive for science and explanations, data and facts, flirts very closely with the whimsical part of me that looks for deeper meaning in the universe :  seeing 11:11 on my car clock, experiencing a magnetic pull, or making eye contact with a bird like Mother Nature herself is saying “I see you”.

Looking at the path I’ve lived from nurse to mother, to health coach, to woman rebuilding herself, to author . It is painfully clear that all of my roles are integrated and aligned. It is also clear that my roles, which involve healing and nurturing other people, also heal and nurture parts of myself.

I crave understanding , how cells regenerate, how the body ages, and how lungs take in air to oxygenate our muscles  all while innately knowing that cells hold memories of our past experiences, that aging is an illusion, and that every breath I take while burying my feet in the sand can clear away pain so deep and provide blissful moments of reprieve.

I will forever be grounded in science while seeing the same phenomena through an emotional and spiritual lens that science may never fully explain. I know whichever role I am playing ; whatever my list of responsibilities may include  all of it will be linked to my soul. My life’s work will be to calm the soul of others in whichever way they need : be that an IV medication or poetry that resonates with them so deeply they know I’ve walked with them in the same pain. Both ways will heal. Both ways will calm.

Nursing taught me I can heal the body, recognize when something is misaligned and dysfunctional, relieve pain, and breathe life into someone ;  pushing on their chest to restart their heart.

Motherhood taught me I can grow a human from two tiny cells and provide the foundation for that little human to develop into a force of nature , to fly to the moon, run a country, or teach a room full of tiny humans.

Writing and poetry taught me presence, honesty, and vulnerability. It showed me I can be transparent while also being cryptic. That I can share the most vulnerable parts of my story but yet you don’t know me at all  while providing a safe space for others to share. I can cry tears and write words and know someone, someday will read them and find solace as they let their own tears fall.

Now as a health and nutrition coach not only can I critically think and use clinical expertise to address gut health and chronic inflammation, but I also use my personal transformation to shine a light on how to pull people out of “just surviving”. I build bridges : healing cells through food, through thought, intention, and deep breaths.

I studied for eight years to specialize and be an expert in a field of nursing. I studied for a year to teach people the power of nutrition. I learn every single day how to be an fantastic mother  and judge myself on how well I did that day or how I may have failed all my maternal responsibilities.

What I’ve learned through all of this : through that road of where science meets soul   is that you don’t need to earn healing. You just need to show up  whether that’s for others or just for yourself. If you listen closely enough you’ll realize that all the wisdom you’ll every needs is at your fingertips: in the synapse of your cells, and in the breath you’re breathing as you read this.

I’ve learned that lessons will find you, no matter how far or fast you run. And all the time you spend worrying which path is right and which one is wrong, you’ll eventually realize there is no right or wrong. There’s just a choice. And once you walk down one path, all future choices begin to erase the remnants of any other road you could have taken.

The place inside of me where science meets soul is both my compass and my offering. I don’t have to choose , I bring it all to the table in everything you do. Nurse, writer, mother, health coach they are not siloed roles. They are all expressions of who I am.

So, if you’re questioning the parts of yourself that feel like they don’t fit… if you’re wondering whether there’s room for all of them…

Let this be your reminder:

Even if they seem different, they are not divided.

They belong.