To begin, I want to convey my profound appreciation for my mother. Often, when we observe people from a distance, we hastily form judgments without understanding their unique journeys and the obstacles they confront. My mother embodies incredible strength and resilience, significantly influencing the person I've become.  ​Throughout my childhood, until the age of 12, I experienced sexual, Satanic Ritual Abuse (SRA), physical, emotional, being used for child pornography, and spiritual abuse. Those whom our family relied on and expected to provide support ended up bringing SRA abuse into our lives. This abuse involves physical, mental, sexual, and spiritual abuse.  ​Healing from spiritual abuse has been a challenging journey for me. My innate connection to a higher power is fundamental to my identity. When this connection is forcibly severed and manipulated, it creates internal turmoil, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. I understand the feelings of existential uncertainty and a sense of not belonging. ​It wasn't until I entered my early 30s while contending with the responsibilities of raising four children and in an unhappy marriage that I became acutely aware of the grip my past had on my present choices. Over the next decade, my path led me to confront some of the darkest places I could have imagined. I battled through body memories, resurfaced trauma, suicidal tendencies, and healing old belief patterns that had been driving me toward painful decisions. ​The path to rewire my belief patterns has been a lengthy one, but it stands as the most rewarding choice I've ever made. Prior to embarking on this journey, the very notion of experiencing joy or staying grounded in my own body was foreign to me. The adversities I encountered led me to develop dissociative identity disorder (DID), forcing me into a perpetual state of dissociation as a survival mechanism. ​In my path to healing, I embraced a combination of therapies and practices, including Developmental Needs Meeting Strategy (DNMS), Somatic Experiencing, Dance, and Spiritual disciplines like meditation and breathwork.  Dance became a medium of healing and a place where I began to reconnect with myself, others, and God. On the dance floor, I found peace, guiding me away from my pain and toward a place of joy. ​ My journey toward self-acceptance and belief has been gradual, but I now recognize my inherent sense of belonging and purpose. I look forward to connecting with each of you as you step into your personal healing journey.​ ​Live in Love. Move with Meaning. Play Passionately. -Shalay