What’s so crazy about discovering my true calling is that it was always there. It was always in me. I was too busy being a mom, a mortgage lender, navigating relationships, new house, new career… everything else took center focus. All of that busyness blurred my ability to see that I really had a niche and true calling - not just a passion. It wasn’t until I prayed on it and God gave me the vision of speaking and starting MBS that my whole life flashed before my eyes. Suddenly, I could see it all clearly. My passion for fitness, lifting up women, creating helpful content - these weren’t random interests. They were breadcrumbs leading me to who I was created to be. Your calling isn’t hiding from you. It’s been whispering to you through what brings you joy all along.

Everyone talks about how hard it is to set boundaries with other people. But here’s what no one tells you: The hardest boundary you’ll ever set isn’t with them. It’s with yourself. After my rock bottom moment, I didn’t quit drinking immediately. For nearly two years, I kept breaking my own boundaries because I hadn’t truly set them with myself first. Every time peer pressure or situational pressure came, I’d cave easily because the boundary wasn’t really mine - it was just something I was trying to do. But when I finally made the internal decision during 75 Hard, everything changed. ‘I can’t drink’ became ‘I don’t drink.’ The boundary moved from external rule to internal identity. Here’s the truth: You can’t hold a boundary with others that you haven’t first established within yourself.

I don’t remember the exact moment it happened, but after I was saved, I started having ah-ha moments - realizing I had been acting on what I was hearing in the dark instead of what I was hearing in the light. For years, I allowed peer pressure, judgment, fear, and others’ expectations to dictate how I lived, struggling through a life that wasn’t meant for me. Then came the profound realization: This woman I was becoming wasn’t someone new - she was who I was created to be all along. I went from feeling like I was working on being a ‘new’ person to knowing I was simply stepping into who I always was. The peace that came with this truth was incredible - I wasn’t broken, I was just buried.

Six months after I was saved, I found myself struggling with limiting beliefs and confusion, feeling disconnected from God. One night I had a complete breakdown, crying myself to sleep and begging God for a sign that I was on the right path. The next morning, on my usual drive to school, I saw it - a massive 20-foot wooden cross that had never been there before, standing at the end of the road. As I sat at that stop sign with tears streaming down my face, I realized: even after surrendering to Christ, I was still trying to earn His love through performance. That day I learned God never asked me to wear the cape - He called me to BE before I DO.

‘You’ve changed.’ ‘You’re not the same person anymore.’ After my rock-bottom moment, I heard these words constantly, and they cut deep. It felt like people were telling me I wasn’t a good person anymore. But here’s what I finally realized: They weren’t mourning who I was becoming. They were mourning the version of me that served their needs. The people-pleasing, perfectionist me who bent over backwards to keep everyone comfortable. They didn’t know the woman God created me to be - so why was I so afraid of disappointing them?

How many versions of yourself do you have? The one for your boss, your friends, your family, your clients? Are you exhausted from being a chameleon, shape-shifting to earn applause from people who were never meant to validate you? I spent 30 years performing - from 4th grade cool kids to banking clients to real estate agents - becoming whoever I thought they wanted me to be. Until I realized I was drowning out the only voice that actually mattered.

I thought I had found myself twice in my life. I was wrong both times. At 14, I went from kid to mom. At 18, from teenage mom to wife. When that marriage ended, I thought ‘FINALLY! Now I can find out who I really am!’ But I just traded one set of roles for another - becoming the party girl I never got to be in high school. It took 20 years and a rock-bottom moment to realize I’d been confusing roles with identity my entire life.

I’ve been struggling with something for months, and I’m done being silent about it. For the past year, I’ve been watering down my message out of fear - fear of losing clients, fear of missing stages, fear of being ‘too much.’ But last week at a conference, I watched two women I’d invited surrender their lives to Christ, and I KNEW… I don’t need to add more to be enough. I need to remove what’s not mine - including the fear that’s been silencing my true calling.