Coming Home to Myself
A Journey From Corporate Burnout To Soul Work
For more than 20 years, I climbed the ladders of corporate success. From the outside, it looked like I had it all together: the career, the credentials, the productivity, the relentless forward motion. But beneath it all lived a quiet ache — a sense of disconnection, exhaustion, and a constant feeling that I was performing a life that didn’t quite belong to me.
Burnout wasn’t just physical. It was spiritual. I had learned to function in high-pressure environments, but I hadn’t learned how to listen to my body, my heart, or my soul. Anxiety and hyper-productivity became constant companions. I lived in a state of doing, fixing, pleasing — hoping it would finally make me feel whole. It didn’t.
One of the most profound turning points in my initiation came when I became a mother. At the time, I was still traveling constantly for work, spending 10–12 hours a day in the office, and missing out on the entire experience of early motherhood. The pressure to keep everything going, to stay hyper-independent and endlessly capable, finally broke something open in me. But not in the way it sounds — it wasn’t a breakdown, it was a breakthrough. A crack where the truth could start to shine through. A place where my light could emerge again.
That awakening didn’t happen overnight. I had to seek help — and at first, I tried traditional psychotherapy. While well-intentioned, it didn’t quite resonate with me. The medications dulled my edges, but they didn’t bring me the lasting peace I was searching for. Looking back, I can see that this was a quiet invitation from my soul — a nudge to explore a different way.
Traditional methods didn’t speak the language of my spirit. What did, surprisingly and beautifully, were the healing modalities that found their way to me. Hypnotherapy and Reiki gently opened doors within me, helping me access a sense of peace I hadn’t known in years — like my soul was remembering something sacred buried deep within.
These practices became lifelines. They helped me calm my nervous system, move through anxiety, and rebuild trust in my spirit. My own healing path with Reiki and hypnotherapy sparked a deep curiosity — a pull I couldn’t ignore. I felt a powerful shift in my soul, one that ignited a desire to learn these modalities more fully so I could share their impact with others. They gave me the courage to believe I didn’t need to keep living on the same track. I could begin again — slowly, quietly — making small changes and taking little steps in a new direction.
The shift came in whispers — through grief, through relationships unraveling, through moments of stillness when Spirit found a way to speak. I began to remember who I was beneath the layers. I began to shed identities that were never truly mine. And in the process, I began the journey home.
That homecoming led me into the world of healing — not just for others, but first and foremost for myself. Reiki, sound healing, hypnotherapy, meditation — these were not just tools, they were lifelines. They brought me back to my body. They helped me learn how to be with myself in the rawest, most honest way.
Leaving corporate life wasn’t an escape — it was a sacred reclamation. Over the past eight years, I’ve slowly stepped into a life that feels more aligned — one where I can truly show up as a mother, be present with my family, and, most importantly, make space to listen inward. A life where I nurture my own soul and follow what brings me joy. I realized I wasn’t here to force or fight — I was here to feel, to hold, and to transform. That realization changed everything.
Now, I hold space for others walking their own path of return. People who are navigating burnout, spiritual awakening, grief, transitions, or the quiet call for something more. I don’t promise quick fixes. I offer presence, resonance, and an invitation to remember your own wholeness.
This isn’t about becoming someone new. It’s about remembering who you’ve always been.
If you’ve felt that quiet ache or the sacred nudge of your soul, you’re not alone. There is power in your pain. There is wisdom in your unraveling. And there is beauty in choosing to come home to yourself.
This is why I do the work I do.
And this is only the beginning.
If my story resonates with yours…
Know that you're not alone, and you're not too late. If you’re feeling the nudge to reconnect with your body, your spirit, and your truth — I invite you to explore this path with me. Whether through a one-on-one healing session, a sound bath, or simply through reading these Soul Notes, may you find something that lights the way home to yourself.
With softness and steady breath, I hold you in gratitude, love and compassion. Thank you for walking this luminous path with me!
💛 Zionna
