How did all of this happen? The long and short of it... an introduction.

​Everyone has been asking me how all of this happened, how I made the switch from claims adjuster to following my dreams, seemingly overnight.  I’ve been out of the hustle and bustle of the corporate world for a few weeks now, and have had some time to catch my breath and reflect on how it was that I got here. Let me start from the beginning.  

Ask anyone who knows me — I have always been, well, different.  As a young child, I had fairly clear clairvoyance and was able to see a full, bright spectrum of colors and textures surrounding living beings.  Having that gift enabled me to manipulate the energy I was seeing, without formal training and really without knowing what I was doing.  This wasn’t something that was openly discussed with family or friends, as I didn’t want to draw attention to anything else that made me stand out more than I already did being a little chunky and kind of weird.  As I got older, my gifts grew and became overwhelming, and at times confusing, so I asked for my sight to be "normal" -- and so it was.  

By the time I was a teenager, I realized that this was one of my God given gifts, but by then, I had to work to get it back as I had asked it to go away.  I was using my gifts sparingly; for example, if my mom had a headache, I would pull the negative energy out, but because I didn’t know what I was doing, I would absorb her energy and wind up with a headache myself instead.  I was doing energy work without knowing what I was doing, so my mom asked if I wanted to look more into energy healing modalities to give me a basic knowledge of what I was already doing.  

My mom and I decided to take a first-level Reiki course at our local healing center.  I remember being apprehensive and not wanting to let anyone touch me or do Reiki on me because I was so sensitive to other people's energies.  However, I was very comfortable helping the other students with their hand positions and helping them to move energy on others.  The instructors noticed that I didn’t receive any healing work that day and offered to do a session on me so that I could experience what I had been learning about.  Reluctantly, I agreed and had one of the most beautiful experiences of my life.  

High school, homework, friends and other more mainstream extra-curricular activities drew my focus away from my love of energy work and healing, and my Reiki studies fell by the wayside.  Fast forward a few years to being a college drop-out, living at home with my dad and working full time, I was looking for myself again; trying to pick up the pieces I had unconsciously strewn across all my unsuccessful efforts.  I looked up Reiki classes in my area to see if I could reconnect with the gifts I once had, and was guided to a wonderful teacher who saw who I truly was inside.

I had found my passion again and had rekindled my excitement for healing.  I began taking all of the courses offered that I could afford and that would fit into my schedules of part-time school and full-time work.  I knew that metaphysical work was my path and healing the world was my mission, but I struggled with understanding how I would be able to do that while trying to finish my undergrad and working full time in a bank.  I knew if I was patient, the opportunity would present itself when the time was right, so I held onto that dream.

I graduated Summa Cum Laude from Arizona State University in the fall of 2013, my first step in being able to follow my dreams.  Since I had availed myself of the tuition reimbursement program from my job, I had at least another six months of commitment that I would honor to my employer.  I took a promotion at work and became engulfed, working 6 days, 50+ hour weeks with randomized schedules and not having any semblance of work-life balance.  I knew that I would need to find a job with a set schedule if I wanted to pursue my healing work part time. 

​I began working as a claims adjuster, still hiding who I truly was at work, trying to maintain the separation of professional and esoteric Arielle, not understanding that they were truly the same individual.  My new job allowed me the flexibility schedule to start going to meditations and classes on a regular basis and gave me the opportunity to start to build my business.  My circle of influence became tighter and more in-tune with my passions.  I found the people who were entering my life were there for very specific reasons and to teach me invaluable lessons about the woman I was becoming.

Halloween came this year and I was growing weary of hiding myself, trying to think of how to explain around my quirks and oddities and I had simply had enough.  Instead of wearing a costume, I decided I would go as myself — a psychic medium.  Albeit, my costume was just clothes out of my closet, I had my tarot cards with me and I was done hiding who I was.  It was my first taste of feeling free and unbound by other’s perceptions of who I should be.  

The following week I staffed a conference that unbeknownst to me, would change my life.  After soaking up the awesome energy of world-renowned motivational and spiritual authors and healers for four days, I had a huge shift in my personal awareness and understanding of my path.  I knew that I was not supposed to stay working in insurance for that much longer, but I didn't know that the transition would be so quick for me.  I kept asking Spirit for signs about timing and when I was supposed to leave the industry, but I kept ignoring the signs I was receiving until they became physically painful.  

About a month ago, I was on my morning commute and my hand froze up.  I could feel searing pain running through my right hand and followed by intense tingling and numbness.  I was crying and screaming in the car asking Spirit how I was supposed to work in this condition.  Mustering up the strength to go inside the office, I sat at my desk, with my hand on the computer mouse trying to start my computer.  My hand was literally paralyzed and I was physically unable to work — this was Spirit’s way of telling me that I was done.  I started trying to do my job with one hand, whimpering in pain until my boss came up to me and asked if I was okay.  I told her what I was experiencing, and she told me to check and see how much paid time off I had available so I could go and seek help for my pain.  As I told her I only had one day of PTO left, she explained she didn’t want anything to happen if I became sick later in the year and needed to use the time then, the tears started streaming down my face from pain and frustration.  Immediately, she asked me to speak with her privately and as we got up to leave, my work badge fell off my hip.  I knew that this was the absolute last sign from the Universe that I needed and that I was to give notice that day.  Typing up my notice was like cutting all of the strings that had held me attached to who I was, and not who I truly wanted to be.  I was finally free.

So here I am, honoring myself and my path for the first time, ever.  I stand in firm knowingness that I am doing exactly what I should be doing.  I am proud of my unconventional journey and know that my faults and missteps will allow me help me to help others along their path.  Thank you to everyone who has helped me on this path of finding me.  I am pretty cool, if I do say so myself, and I look forward to everyone else getting to see the real me as well.  That's what I'm here to help you do as well - find you and what makes you happy. Excited for this journey with you all!

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Love and Light,
​xo Arielle Sterling ​​

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