Jessi's 3 Year Long Wellness Journey Story 
(as short as reasonably possible)

I've got to be honest... I can talk.... a lot... about spirituality, health, wellness, mental health, psychology, romantic relationships, family relationships, FRIENDSHIIIIIIIIP and on and on. However! ya girl likes to keep it simple and attainable so let's give this life story a shot. For a quick slide through my core values, please visit Jessi's "Un-popular Opinion" Philosophy.

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Long ago, in a far away land called Elmira, NY, USA a child was born. A child who lost her birth certificate so many times her mother sent her 2 copies. One day... she used that third birth certificate to enter her data and understand her astrology birth chart. 

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With helpful and encouraging friends, she learned a little about tarot through the good times and a LOT about tarot through her divorce in 2021. A 10-year relationship being over, being half-way across the country for the first time with no friends or family around, and being stuck in the strangest cultural lifetime event of modern existence (we all remember the masks) can really knock the spirit out of someone. 

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Somehow, I was born with a tenacious will for growth even I don't understand how I have. I simply refuse poor treatment from myself or others, let alone defeat. After a year of daily feelings of isolation and rage, I felt myself becoming someone I did not like. So, I left the most loving romantic relationship I'd known up to that point without any understanding how I got there. Most importantly, I didn't know how I contributed to all of what happened. 

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Luckily, my mother found her spiritual path the year I was conceived. I had already developed a foundation of values based on the Law of Attraction and what I believed at the time was unconditional love. Pair all that with a Bachelor's of Science in Psychology with Honors from SUNY Cortland (3.79 GPA) and I was ready to remake my life and figure out what the f*-* happened. 

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I started out small by convincing my soon-to-be-ex to buy a fixer-upper house only his job could afford - on paper because you know I pulled that sh** off by myself (yes, I mean all the repairs too) - so that I could start my new life. I also agreed to immediately take on my sister's aggressive/daily-misbehaving dog upon move-in so that he could stay in the family. I've yet to mention the full-time nannying position I had going on amidst a brand new mid-life-crisis Associate's Degree. 

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I had 1 soulmate bestfriend who lived 14 hours away. I had a scattered yet, understanding and supportive family. I had a nearly brand new Ford that I delusionaly said wasn't necessary (forever thank you, Dad). I had the most generous and kind boss that talked me through everything I brought to the table (forever thank you, Jenna). I learned what true kindness looked like. I learned what vulnerability felt like. I learned what unconditional love truly is (forever thank you, Red Table Talk). 

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Through all the unexpected support, the much needed distractions, and the relentless drive to heal and learn, I managed to eat the healthiest I ever had now that my husband didn't influence me (no blame, it was my choice), create a new community of friends at my new job (I was so proud - it was basically the whole store), independently learn how to regulate my emotions healthily on my own for the first time, sand an entire two rooms and a hallway with a palm sander over the course of 2 weeks (never again), add a lifetime bestfriend to the list who is now basically family (love you, man!), and pay each and every monthly mortgage on my own. 

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As outstanding as I thought I was doing, depression still sucks the life out of you. It creeps back into your life when you think it's gone. I put my life back together piece by piece and still was mentally sick. I struggled with feeling any meaning to my life. Every other thought was of how to get better. Was it me? Was it my environment? Was it my food? What do I not understand? Finally, I realized that my daily physical reminder to laugh and be happy was gone. Heavy problems were in the last year of the marriage. At least to me, the good times were the entire first 8 years regardless of silly arguments. It was just me now. Easy. ​

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Soon after this realization, I had plans to travel and spend time with dear friends I hadn't seen in 3 years. Needless to say, I nearly broke my chair with how hard I laughed that night. Then, I drove to meet my new brother-in-law's family from India. They encouraged me to wear the bhindi as I tried on my outstandingly beautiful sari. I asked, "it's beautiful, what does it mean?" They told me that it is meant to be worn daily and concentrates your mind's eye on God. I was awestruck... here I am, a young white lady about to ask permission to culturally appropriate the very item that helped to conquer my depression. They happily gave it. 

I had never been one to be good at forming new habits. However, this was the most important time of my young life. I had to heal to survive. I wore that bhindi every single day with sheepish integrity. Before I placed it on my head each morning I imagined the night with my friends. I focus meditated on it so hard every day until I felt that same joy in my bones. I didn't allow myself to take another step unless I reached that point. Well, except of course if my new dog threatened to pee on the floor. I figured that was the only acceptable exception (no regrets).  

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One year later... I found myself in/out of depressive episodes and desperately needing a cure. Another unexpected lifelong bestfriend seemed to be doing really well near West Palm Beach, Florida, USA. It was the first choice I made in surrender and it was the tipping point to my success in mental stability. 

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Long story short, I flew to check out the area, took a yoga class, heard about a heavily discounted reiki certification, signed up for said certification, helped drive my soulmate bestfriend down to stay with my unexpected lifelong bestfriend, took said LIFECHANGING REIKI CLASS, moved to West Palm Beach, got a nannying job, hated the nannying job, was unemployed for a month on top of the year just prior, hit the streets to do tarot, was kicked out of that initially welcoming place to coincidentally land the best nannying job I could imagine down here, learned about Anthony William/Medical Medium, and finally get certified reiki 2 with the BEST REIKI MASTER KNOWN TO HUMAN-KIND. 

So yeah, my divine masculine has come back. My heavy social anxiety has subsided. My daily confidence has returned. And with all that, I learned how to truly love unconditionally, listen with the intent to understand, guide with an open-mind, and remain focused on my daily wellness.  

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My biggest dream is to assist all that I can on their journey to harmony. I choose to do that through the healing techniques of reiki, my own cultivated practice of wellness-based tarot card reading, and free education. 

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Please feel free and open to message me any time regarding any issue. May you be blessed and find whatever healing is right for your life. Always remember that...

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Everyone deserves love & kindness, 

Jessi