I felt the call originally in 2002. I was in law school, and I had found a church that made me actually enjoy going. I was learning so much about the Word of God and the parallels between the Old Testament and New Testament. The church was characterized as a teaching ministry, and as a girl who loved to learn, I was in heaven.

In the fall of each year, the church put on a program called The Perfecting Institute. Everyone started at the same level in the Perfecting Institute by learning their spiritual gifts. It was the first time I really delved into the gifts that are in Romans 12:6-8. I took a test and discovered that I held the gifts of teaching, mercy and exhortation.

Teaching I understood. I’d always loved to share my knowledge with others. Some may not have wanted it shared, but shared it I did.  Mercy for me meant that I held compassion for others, and that felt so true to me. I was a person who never wanted anyone to suffer and found it heartbreaking to watch someone go through something without help. Finally, I turned to exhortation. My first thought was exhor-what? As soon as I looked up the word, I saw the definition listed the synonym of encouragement. Encouraging others was like second nature to me. I loved being everyone’s personal cheerleader. I loved to help others to know that they had power and could do things.

So what stopped me from answering the call at that time? Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the fact that I was in school to be an attorney and get a “real job that would pay my undergrad student loans.” I ignored the call then because I thought in order to be a spiritual teacher, I would have to become a minister, and unfortunately, at the time in my life, becoming a minister didn’t seem appealing to me.

So I continued for 13 years as an attorney whose relationship with God was strained to say the least. I didn’t pray every day and I put God in a box that I only took out on Sunday or when I was experiencing some major crisis, which typically consisted of me having one of those scenes where I was in complete ugly cry mode begging God to show himself to me and right all the wrong in my life. Yep, I was that girl.

But I didn’t realize I was tired of being that girl until I saw that there was another way. I discovered this alternative way of living and being when I took an opportunity to pick up a book called The Universe Has Your Back. As I read the words written by Gabby Bernstein, I felt the call again. I saw that things could be done differently and that I didn’t have to settle for a mundane life. I learned that I didn’t have to keep God in a box and that I could create a way to speak to Him each and every day in my own way.

I have to take a pause here to say that of course, I knew I could talk to God whenever, wherever, but I never did and the reason was I felt I had to do it in a certain restrictive way. Awake early, go into a closet or small area, pray for 15 minutes plus and wait. It didn’t appeal to me at all.

Gabby showed me that I could play music and meditate while listening to it, I could pray, I could journal, I could see God in every aspect of my life even in providing me with signs on my journey. After I finished The Universe Has Your Back, I literally went down the rabbit hole of spiritual teachers she referenced in her book, Dr. Wayne Dyer, Abraham, Doreen Virtue, and Colette Baron-Reid. Finding these teachers led me to others like Louise Hay, Marianne Williamson, Rebecca Campbell, Dr. Christiane Northrup, Nancy Levin, Sonia Choquette and Yasmin Boland.

A year later, after attending Spirit Junkie Masterclass Level 2 led by Gabby, I finally answered the call. Since that time, I feel myself moving more fully into my role as spiritual teacher and cheerleader. I find myself wanting to share (read: teach) more and encourage more people to live the abundant lives that we were all promised. I also have become what I like to call an expanded Christian, meaning that I still love Jesus and I love many of the Biblical teachings. However, I find God aka Source aka Higher Consciousness in everything from the sky above to a raindrop hitting the street below.

I invite you to follow me on my journey as teacher and cheerleader, and I hope that if you feel called and need help acclimating, you know that I’m here to help.

Wishing you so much love,

Traci