Loretta’s Journey


My Personal Story

When I started my healing journey in the late 1980s, the world was very different than it is today. I was a young single mom, training to be an addiction counselor. As I studied, all my own pain and old wounds began to surface. At times, I felt overwhelmed—sometimes even afraid I might lose my mind. If you’ve ever felt that way, I want you to know: you’re not alone. I’ve been there.

Back then, resources were scarce. There was no internet, no trauma-informed support, no online communities. The options were limited—an expensive psychologist, a psychiatrist (with stigma attached), or a distant counselor behind a desk. The system didn’t recognize trauma as something that could be healed. I was even told, outright, that healing trauma was impossible.

But something deep inside me refused to accept that. I knew, without knowing how I knew, that healing had to be possible. Not just coping. Not just managing. But real, lasting transformation.

At first, I believed that the only way I could find peace was if the people around me healed too—their pain felt like my pain. I carried the belief that if I could find a way to help them, then maybe I could finally live the life I wanted. It took time to realize that was a limiting belief, and that true healing meant coming home to myself, even if the world around me didn’t change.

I set out on a quest—not just for myself, but for anyone still suffering. I invested every spare penny in healing courses, studied with whoever I could, and said yes to any chance to learn, practice, and experiment. My life became a living classroom, testing what worked and what didn’t in real time, with real people.

As I healed, I realized something powerful: real healing has to be holistic. I couldn’t just address one part of myself and expect lasting change. I had to honor all aspects—physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual. I learned that everything is held in the body, and to truly heal, we must go within to listen, to feel, and to transform. The healing journey isn’t a straight line—it’s a spiral. Each time I circled through, I brought back a lost part of myself, dissolved a limiting belief, and felt a little more whole.

What changed wasn’t who I was, but the parts of me that believed otherwise. Underneath it all, I was always enough—created perfectly, just as I am. Healing was about remembering that truth, reclaiming it, and letting it light me up from the inside out.

As I did this deep work, I began to remember who I truly am and to connect with my purpose—to serve in the greatest way I could, from a place of wholeness, not striving or lack.

If you’re reading this and wondering if real healing is possible, I want you to know:
It is.
I’ve lived it.
And you can too.

You don’t have to carry it all, or do it alone. My story is proof that healing is possible, even when the world tells you otherwise.


Want to Discover More- Why FIT Matters & Why IT Works

I didn’t set out to create a method.
I followed what worked — and what healed…….

FIT (Focused Intention Technique) wasn’t built in a lab or written at a desk.
It came through years of sitting with people in their pain.
Watching breath disappear.
Watching the body speak when words couldn’t.
And listening — not with my mind, but with my whole presence — to what needed to happen next.




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