About Brit
In the realm of radical health awareness, mysticism, and Eastern spirituality that defined my upbringing, I was guided on a path of alternative thinking early in life. With my mother's influence, I navigated a world where ethereal elements of the supernatural and a realm beyond merged with everyday life.
In the heart of 1990s Ohio, my nonconformist lifestyle, apart from societal norms led me down a path where my choices were often met with scrutiny. My mother raising me as a plant based & unvaccinated love child visiting communities of psychics, indigenous wisdom keepers, and spiritual thought leaders, our unique lifestyle was often misunderstood. These formative experiences cultivated a sense of being an outsider, navigating a world that questioned me, while I questioned the world.
Amidst childhood I vividly recall grappling with a deep sense of soul remembrance—a detachment from the body that I saw in the mirror. In those hours of contemplation, I questioned how I found myself here and experienced a misalignment between my perceived existence and the grandeur of the place from which I felt I truly originated.
Life's narrative took an unexpected turn when my family faced the terrors of war, illness, and familial estrangement. These trials served as the catalyst for a transformative journey to India with my mother at the age of 13 —an illuminating experience that shed light on the enigmatic and spiritual dimensions underlying our existence.
The initial culture shock gave way to a realization—a recognition that simplicity harbors authentic happiness, a stark contrast from the materialism of the “American Dream”. Meditating and sitting for Darshan every morning created a relationship of understanding with my soul, leaving an unforgettable mark. The revered Guru we had gone to study under helped me discover an alternative and more peaceful living polar from the rat race.
In the aftermath of the experience and with the passage of years, I witnessed a gradual erosion of my faith, paralleling the decline in my mother's health despite our exhaustive pursuit of alternative healing modalities. Faced with the severity of her illness during my sophomore year, I took a hiatus from school, relocating to San Diego for her access to a unique chemotherapy regimen available only outside the United States. For almost a year, I wheeled my dying mother across the border to Mexico and back , praying for a miracle.
The witnessing of my mother's rapid decline resulted in my own rapid decline, estranging me from my essence. In the moments leading to her final breath, a conviction took root – a belief that if a divine entity existed, its love did not extend to me. The following period of bereavement justified my self-imposed isolation, cycling myself through patterns of self-sabotage and materialism.
Life continued monotonously: graduation, relocation to Los Angeles, and employment at Capitol Records- my “dream company”, all proved insufficient to fill the void within. Romantic relationships felt superficial, and I existed as a mere semblance of a human, purpose eluding me. After a sudden betrayal in my love life, and recognizing the desperate need for change, I cut ties with my job, divested myself of possessions, and set on a journey of exploration and self-discovery.
A journey initially set for 2 moths turned into the better part of 7 years.
Within the sanctuary of a retreat during my first weeks traveling, breathwork introduced me to the healing connection of a higher power found within myself. Here, an ethereal experience blossomed effortlessly, intertwining the vibrant energy of my mother with the divine presence of the “God” I had long forgotten. In this communion, veils were lifted, exposing the roots of my despair—a stubborn continuation of isolation, and a hunger for genuine love.
The revelation shattered my mirror reflecting unprocessed anger, grief, unlearned lessons, and self-pity. Surrendering to the cosmic game, I began to forget the illusion of a hostile world, embracing life's many teachings bestowed along my path. The immediate shift, though evident, required time to reprogram after a decade of repression. Orienting between old and new, a familiar perspective emerged back, bringing me whispering guidance and ushering in an effortless flow back into life.
Further exploration guided me to study plant medicine during a prolonged stay in Colombia. Nestled in the Andes, I ingested, inhaled, and communed with various plant and toad essences, living in resonance with Mother Earth, and aiding in the development of a sustainable community.
With newfound wisdom, self-healing rituals, and a commitment to growth, I redirected my gaze from the shadows of the past to cultivate an intimate dance with my Higher Self and the forces that traverse beyond this world. Ancient wisdom invited along on my present journey, gives lessons of patience, persistence, surrender, and creation.
Understanding that today's balm may not salve tomorrow's wounds, my eternal promise is to listen closely to the whispers of my inner healer as my guiding light. The path at times still met with confusion and solitude, now unfolds as a mesmerizing and inspiring odyssey of coming home to myself, bringing back a happiness long overdue. Mundane days are graced with euphoria, reflection, and a deep ocean of appreciation.
To believe everything about life as sacred is to bring love and passion to all synergies. To stay humble and ask myself the sometimes difficult questions that makeup every day life: Am I being compassionate and honest? Am I acting with love as the driving force? Have I practiced forgiveness for myself and others? Do I feel a confidence that I have enhanced my life and the lives of the people around me? Have I laughed hysterically and played fiercely? If I can answer yes, then I have brought heaven to earth for the day and in a total sense, I have lived perfectly.