I was conceived when Mount St. Helen erupted and exactly eight months later Mt. St. Helen erupted again and I was born. At least that’s the story my mother always told me. I did the research and Mt. St. Helen didn’t erupt when I was born, but I haven’t had the heart to tell her. I guess she wanted my entrance into the world to be dramatic, but it makes for a good intro to my story anyhow, so I’ll roll with it.
I was born in San Diego, CA, at home actually, on a futon or something like that. My mother was definitely a hippie, she grew my baby food, made my clothes, had my astrological chart done when I was born, put me Montessori schools, used herbal products. I think my father was more of a suite, so I don’t know how that worked out. My dad got to spend his time traveling the world taking pictures and would come home with incredible stories and gifts. I always knew I wanted to spend my life traveling like him. My mother left my father (probably the whole suite thing) and moved us down to Tucson, AZ when I was about three. When I started school I would alternate living with them, a couple of years with my mom, a couple of years with my dad. I loved growing up this way. I couldn’t have imagined having to grow up in one place. To this day I think this is why I can’t live in any one place for too long. I was raised an only child. I have two brothers who are much older and a brother who is much younger, so growing up it was just me. I had two incredible parents who worked very hard to expose me to many, many things and open my eyes to what an incredible world we live in.
I graduated from high school in Tucson. By this point I had already been in one place for too long, so soon after that I moved to Chicago. With my thirst for traveling and social justice, I decided I should go to school for broadcast journalism. I attended Columbia College Chicago for a few years, but never graduated. There is a multitude of reasons I didn’t graduate, all excuses really. Money was definitely a large factor but, as I got deeper into the world of 9 to 5 and midterms, I realized it was all bullshit. I realized more and more what the reality was. I went into journalism, because there was so much that need to be said, there was so much injustice in the world. The reality of it was if you really wanted to make a successful career in journalism you would be censored, I would never get to report on what was really important if I really wanted to make a living. The alternative, work for NPR and eat Ramen noodles most of your life. Bottom line I would always have to answer to someone and I knew I would never truly have financial or time freedom.
I landed a pretty good job in college. I started working at a Non-profit organization as the administrative assistant and ended up creating an event planning department within in the company with two other people. It was a great job and I was steadily working my way up the ladder, but I still wasn’t satisfied. I turned 25 and something kept telling me the decisions you make in this new year will affect the rest of your life. I’m sure your saying of course, every decision you make affects your life, but I knew this was on a deeper level. The decisions I made in this year where going to affect my life on a grand level, they were going to send me on the right path to what I was truly suppose to be doing. I decided it was time to go to the place I call home (Tucson) for a little while and regroup. If it were not for that move, I know I would not be where I am today. Soon after I moved to Tucson, I found Aztec dancing. The first time I heard the drums, I felt it in heart, in my soul, it is not something I can explain, I just knew it was what I was supposed to be doing and I would never look back. This is also where I met my now business partner Rebekah Lizalde. Things were going well in Tucson, but I was still not completely satisfied. When it came to money and career I was just not happy. I had a pretty good job, working for a Non-profit with at risk kids. It was very fulfilling but it wasn’t enough. There were always limitations, there was no freedom and I was still living paycheck to paycheck.
One day I was visiting my friend, whom is now my partner, and I brought up how unsatisfied I was with my current J.O.B. This led to her inviting me to attend the No Excuses Summit in Las Vegas. At the time I was not involved with any type of MLM. I had tried various MLMs throughout the years, but like so many of us, never succeeded. I checked out the No Excuses Summit website, liked what I saw and bought my ticket. Little did I know that one action would be a major turning point in my life. This is what I had been looking for. A new way of doing business that made so much sense, so much more sense than the 9 to 5, 1 week a year of vacation for peanuts. My partner and I happened to befriend Ferny Ceballos, one of the core organizers of the event and he has since become our mentor and good friend.
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