*Trigger warning - accident and blood themes*

Hey Reader,

Last weekend, I headed off on a little drive, an hour away, to visit my beautiful dad. He's 93 now, and time with him is precious.

My eldest son decided to come along too. He decided to ride his motorbike, so we set off together, me in the car, him cruising in front.

I wasn’t prepared for what happened next.

As I followed him along the highway, a wave of panic rose in my belly and throat. My brain went straight to PTSD catastrophe mode. What if he crashes?

I went from 0 to 100 in 0.2 seconds and visualised the worst case scenario.

My body responded. Tight chest, rapid breathing, tears in my eyes. I felt sick. I didn’t know whether I was going to cry, throw up, or both. And all of this was happening at 100 kilometres an hour.

😔 I was in a full trauma trigger, and it caught me by surprise.

So I did what I know how to do.
🌱I checked in with myself.
🌱I breathed.
🌱I regulated.
🌱I got back into my body.

I said to my brain, “Ok, we’re doing this now. What’s this about? What do you need me to know?”

And then the memory arrived😳

I was 21, driving with my boyfriend at the time. We were on our way to a wedding. We were following a man on a motorbike into the country town I lived in at the time.

The bike slowed to turn right... but didn’t see the car coming the other way. He was hit. Thrown. His body landed heavily on the road in front of us.

My partner pulled over, stopped the car, and jumped out to help.

I couldn't breathe as my throat tightened, and I couldn't blink, but tears fell from my eyes.

I dared to turn my head and look at the lifeless man lying in the middle of the road.

All I could see was blood coming from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The VHS cover of Pretty Woman lay next to him.

Those few minutes waiting for the ambulance to arrive were as distressing as they could get. (We later learned that the man was air-lifted to the city, seven hours away, and spent 5 months in the hospital as he recovered.)

That image never left me.

And in that moment on the highway, it was fresh.

As I drove with my son in sight, I breathed through the memory. I connected with my body. I thanked the Universe for bringing this up and giving me the tools to release it.

And then… it resolved.​
Just like that.

The panic left my body. My shoulders softened. I smiled, turned up my playlist, and soaked in the rest of the drive. Calm. Present. Free.

Here’s the truth I want you to know:

✨You can regulate your nervous system in the moment.

Even in the chaos. Even at 100 km/h.

It just takes awareness, guidance, and a willingness to heal what’s stored inside.

If you’ve got old memories or triggers rising at inconvenient moments, I want you to know: they don’t have to control you anymore.

I specialising in helping women release the weight of their past so they can live fully and freely in the present.

If you know there’s something that needs to be released… something that is preventing you from living with emotional freedom and happiness, let’s talk about how I can support you.

👉 Reply to this email to find out more🙏🏼

You don’t have to keep carrying what's keeping you stuck in the past.

With love,
Ali x

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