"Out of your deepest pain will come your greatest gifts..."
After 10+ years as a successful financial broker and planner, my heart just wasn't in it. I cared deeply about my clients and their futures. I think I cared even more than they did, because no matter how hard I tried, they kept coming back for more "fixing"; more debt consolidations and more premature redemptions from their retirement account.
For years, I took their lack of financial responsibility as my failure as an advisor. I would blame myself if a client decided to take money out of their home equity for a trip, or feel guilty if they reduced their monthly savings plan due to their lack of budgeting discipline. I would lay awake at night and worry.
I started to doubt my abilities as an advisor. I stepped back from reaching out to new prospective clients. I was afraid I would only fail them, too. With no new clients coming in, my family's financial situation suffered. That only perpetuated the problem! Who would hire a financial advisor that was broke!?
As the months grew more and more tight and the bills were stacking up, I fell into a deep depression. With 3 small children and my husband pulling triple duty, I felt like the world's worst wife and mother. Why couldn't I just get over this silly fear of mine and get back to my old self?
Something inside me had changed. My mission to help families had been tainted by their unwillingness to help themselves. I wanted desperately to spread my wings and show the world what I was truly capable of, and felt deep within me that I was not living up to my true potential.
I cried as I boiled the last of the pasta in my bare pantry, hoping it would be enough to feed my kids as I contemplated how I would get us out of the mess we were in. Collections agencies were calling. Rent was due. Car repossessed. Everything was falling apart.
Out of desperation, we moved from our downtown city home to a townhouse in a neighbouring suburb. I was desperate for someone to give me guidance. I read every free online ebook and resource I could find. Enough was enough. I knew I needed to change, I just didn't know how (yet).
In September of 2016, I attended a live event for female entrepreneurs hosted by Chantelle Adams. I had to borrow money and pay by monthly instalments to go. I carpooled and shared an Airbnb to cut costs, and it was the best decision EVER. I made some incredible new connections and learned a lot from the various speakers who had travelled from all over the world to present. My eyes were opened to a whole new way to do business, and it sparked something inside me. I realized I wasn't a failure. I realized the market I was serving just wasn't ready for what I was offering.
I made a whole new set of biz besties that continue to support and inspire me daily. The exercise shown above was a beautiful one. We were each asked to write what courage means to us on a card and present it on stage for a video reel. Mine reads "Courage is...Living by FAITH and NOT by SIGHT!"
I began the process of rebranding myself almost immediately, inspired by a newfound faith in myself and my abilities. A new fire had been lit inside. I saw the potential to REALLY make a difference in the world doing what I truly LOVED. And the people I was attracting were just like me only a year before; women who had hustled, sacrificed, and earned the cashflow, title and recognition but still felt empty inside.
I wanted to create a platform for inner transformation and EXPANSION, much like I had experienced, while doing the things I LOVE: travel and giving back. My greatest fulfillment I ever experienced was when I was able to give abundantly to those less fortunate than myself. Thus, #theexpansionproject was born!
Each event is designed to create a safe space for those seeking more to come together, learn from each other, support one another, conquer fears, tune in to their deepest desires and reignite their passion, all while experience new cultures and landscapes. The memories made and friendships forged are priceless.