The journey to Speaking Your Truth is a road of self-discovery.
And it hasn’t always been an easy journey for me.
As a child, I chose to please others as a way to get along — a choice that moved me further from the truth of who I am.
I had learned early on that having my mother’s opinions made life easier.
When I graduated from Bowdoin College, one of the top 10 liberal arts colleges in the country, I had a degree in Government and Economics. I didn’t know what I wanted to do next, and didn’t feel prepared for anything.
I took a job in the Tax Shelter Department of Paine-Weber in Boston, just because it sounded good, and I didn’t want to go back to homecoming weekend without a job.
I tried hard to fit in, and it is hard to fit in where you really don't belong.
It wasn't long before I realized this job was leading to a future I did NOT want.
I attended a transformational seminar that promised I could have anything I wanted.
I still didn’t know what I wanted, yet I loved the transformations that happened, and I volunteered to lead their seminars.
This did not mean I was speaking MY truth.
Take it from me, you have no idea what you are missing when you withhold your truth from yourself and others.
The transformation I hear my clients speak about never has anything to do with how well I trained them to get on stage.
It always has to do with their God-given message, where every part of who they are is seen, heard, and valued.
Broken Dreams
As children bring their broken toys
With tears for us to mend.
I brought my broken dreams to God
Because He was my Friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
With ways that were my own.
At last, I snatched them back and cried,
"How could You be so slow?"
"My child," He said,
"What could I do? You never did let go."
~ Lauretta P Burns, written 1957
It has been a long time since I heard God’s voice tell me take this journey.
Over the years, I have experienced hardship, as maybe you have. Mine include bankruptcy, losing my home in a wildfire, and the death of my parents.
Yet, I have witnessed what happens when you speak your truth and live in the miracle zone.
Life In The Miracle Zone

The miracle always comes.
