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How Shame Hurt My Emuna    

How Shame Hurt My Emuna



The G-d I thought I knew counted how many mitzvas I did that day; the new G-d counted my deeds and my struggles, my intentions, my limitations and my internal triumphs…

 



I grew up with The Awfulness.

 

I call it Awfulness, because truly that’s what it was. To walk around the world without feeling G-d’s love is awful. It’s a guilt producing stress inducing, self-loathing, dry bones life.

 

I can say that now because I’m out of it. But when I was in it - it was awful, and I didn’t even know what that it could be any other way.

 

I actually grew up in a home of G-d’s love. So why did I turn out with the Awfulness?

  

The answer in a word is: Shame.

 

I was carrying so much internal shame that my entire being was sure that G-d couldn’t love me. And if He did, it was only when I did really good things.

 

When I was 5, I lit a match that set my house on fire and burned two stories to a crisp. It was right before Passover, a few weeks before my brother's Bar Mitzvah and a few of us had the chickenpox. Catastrophe.

 

All nine of us were separated into other people’s homes until we could get settled. Just about everything was destroyed. My parents had to start from scratch. Throughout this all, no one knew that I was the cause. They thought it was an electrical fire. It stayed my secret until I was fourteen. By the time, no one cared. But the damage had already been done.

 

The weight of that secret covered my heart in a thick blanket of shame and no amount of messages of Hashem’s love could get in.

 

It became part of my personality. You could know me, but if you truly knew me you would see that I’m not a good person. And G-d, who certainly knows me, does not think I’m a good person.

 

On the outside I looked good (and kept so busy being a do-gooder to prove just how good I was). On the inside, it was brutal - a level of insecurity that marred my every interaction.

 

I thought I was bad and, in many ways, set out to prove it myself. You are what you believe.

 

I grew up, I got married. My husband’s love began to heal me. I felt the possibility that maybe I was a good person after all. And maybe I could be accepted with all of my faults.

 

But there was more. Much more.  

 

Eleven years ago, G-d sent me a life line.

 

During the birth of my 8th child I had a near death experience. I shouldn't have survived, but I did. Laying in the ICU covered in tubes and bandages, I came back to this world flooded with the awareness of G-d’s unconditional love. I could feel it. I knew it as a reality. It wasn’t just that He saved me. It was that my brain and being, my very soul had been reset. I had an awakening.

 

The G-d I had known was exacting, this new understanding showed me that He was forgiving. The G-d I thought I knew counted how many mitzvas (good deeds) I did that day. The new G-d counted my deeds and my struggles, my intentions, my limitations and my internal triumphs that no one else could see.

 

Hashem’s love was always there for me, but I couldn’t access it.

I had a lot of work ahead of me. To integrate this lightening flash of awareness into my being.  I needed to work on a brand-new relationship with G-d.

 

I needed to introduce the child within me, to G-d. I needed to talk to her and let her know that everything that happened was part of G-d’s perfect plan. There are no mistakes. I had to show her a vision of who she had become and let her know that Hashem sees her goodness. I had to forgive her and bring her into the comforting embrace of G-d’s arms - right where she belongs.

 

Through this Emunah work brought to me by healers, teacher and G-d Himself, I am an entirely different person.

 

When people meet me, they assume I was always this way.

 

I wasn’t. None of us are. If we are anywhere in life it’s because we’ve worked and evolved our relationship with G-d. There is nothing that changes us as profoundly as that.

 

Hashem’s love is the core. It’s everything. It informs your inner world, your thoughts, your resilience, your confidence your relationships - everything. Not only will it change your future it will heal your past.

 

When people ask me what I do, it’s a little long to say, “I am the one who wants to do whatever it takes for you to release any negative thought about yourself so you can bask in Hashem’s love, realize your preciousness, find harmony in your relationships and light up the world.” So, I just say I’m a Transformation Coach.

 

But that’s what I do. That’s my mission. My yearning for you is that you clear the way inside of you so you can feel G-d’s love - because I know what it’s like to not feel it.

 

Please, introduce your past stories to the world of Emunah. Tell her she's just right, that Hashem loves her and watch your heart open like never before.

 

 

* * *

Following a near death experience, I’m on a mission to help every woman discover G-d’s unconditional love for her (Including myself!). My work as a Transformation Coach was born out of my own transformation – a time when I literally needed to decompose and become something new.  Through this pain I received gifts that I always wanted but always felt short of: Emunah, self-love, boundaries, deep, meaningful healthy friendships, forgiveness and a wellspring of joy.  I call it Redemption – and I want it for every single person I meet.

 

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