About: The Remembering of Nicole Marie

Part One: The Breaking Open

I was 23 when it happened.

Eight surgeries in, still active duty, still pushing. I thought maybe if i just held on a little longer, they would figure it out. That someone would help me find myself.

Instead, they looked me in the eye and said, “There is nothing more we can do.”

They handed me a diagnoses I had never even heard of before- Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, Wolfe-Parkinson-White. These names made no sense but I clearly understood that was happening in body was unlike anything around me had ever experienced. My body wasn’t producing the glue that was meant to hold everything together, and additionally I was born with to many pathways to my heart. I couldn’t find a book, a forum or a single voice saying “Hey, I have been there too.”

My body hurt constantly. I couldn’t stand without feeling like I was about to collapse. Some mornings, I couldn’t even get out of bed. And then the paperwork came- permanently and totally disabled. That was the official stamp. 100%.

It felt like a door slammed shut on the life I thought I was building. The life I was taught I should have been building.

I joined the Navy to start over. To get far from the noise, the pain, the past. To prove I was capable. Independent. Strong.

And when that ended, I thought, WELL, maybe I will just do the family thing. Maybe that is what I was supposed to do all along.

But the TRUTH?

I had no idea who I was, or who I was supposed to be. I didn’t recognize my life.

They called it medical discharge. But to me, it felt like i had hit a brick wall- full speed, no warning.

EVERYTHING shattered.

And I was left sitting in the rubble, asking the one question no one could answer… now what?

Part Two: The Descent & Awakening

“I had to lose more than the weight.”

After the discharge, I tried to make sense of what came next. Honestly? i had no idea what to do with myself. So I posted a joke online: “Now accepting boyfriend applications.”

That post led me to reconnect with someone from high school. He had two kids. I had a lot of baggage. We were both starting over, and he was funny. It felt like maybe that this was the path I was meant to walk.

We got married in 2014. Nico (our son) arrived in 2015. And by 2017, I was 231lbs and completely disconnected from my body. I didn’t recognize the woman in the mirror. It wasn’t the weight. I had lost myself. So I started where I could, my body.

Over the next 13 months, I lost over 116lbs. I competed in a bodybuilding competition- but what i really lost was the version of me that believed she had to be everything for everyone. The version that was trying so hard to hold it.

Then came the divorce… and then came the trail.

I hiked Big Cypress- three days, a hammock, a backpack, and mind that needed clearing. That is where I first remembered, THE EARTH HAD A VOICE . and she speaks when we are quiet enough to listen. I came home with a deeper connection to nature.. but then body hit another wall.

My legs stopped working. I became paralyzed from the neck down. I was told I had a herniation and needed another surgery. BUT this time, I was single mom with a toddler. There was no room to fall apart. So I bought an old lady chair, a few stones and a book- The Power of Now. And I set the intention of heal- mind, body and spirit.

I had no idea what I was doing, but I was willing.

That willingness cracked something open. I started learning everything- numerology, astrology, religion, energy healing, ancient texts. I grew up Catholic and had spent years in the military doing Bible Studies… but now, I was trying to piece it all together. To find the fire.

And for a while, it felt like i was just holding sticks and smoke. Doing all the things, but the spark wouldn’t catch. Then one day, someone mentioned something I had never heard before: HUMAN DESIGN

They didn’t know much, just enough to say, “this feels like it is meant for you.” and boy oh boy were they right. Learning I was a Projector felt like finally being handed a map… for the terrain i had already been walking my whole life. I wasn’t broken. I was just built different…and that difference had a purpose.

Part Three: The Remembering

“I walked through pain, pattern, and remembering—until I realized I was never lost… I was just learning how to read the map I was born with.”

I didn’t always know it had a name.

But I kept walking the same path—over and over again.

First, my body would speak. Then my mind would start spinning. Then came the waves of emotion, followed by a longing for spirit, a call to energy, and finally, the whisper of the shadow. Every time I thought I’d “healed,” the cycle would begin again—but deeper.

It wasn’t just personal. It was a pattern. A rhythm. A return.

And in early 2025, the language came in—a gift. Earth, Air, Water, Fire, Ether, and Shadow. Suddenly, everything made sense. My life, my clients, the land, the way my own nervous system danced with the world—it had all been trying to show me. I was never broken. I was becoming.

My gift of feeling—my cognition in design—was how I’d always known what others couldn’t say. I could sense when someone’s words didn’t match their energy. I’d walk into a room and my body would tell me if something was off before anyone said a word. I used to think it made me too sensitive. Now I know it’s the very thing that makes me a Wayfinder.

And still, I had to trust it.

There was no blueprint for this path. No certification. Just a knowing deep in my bones—and a gratitude practice that tethered me to a future version of myself who already believed it was enough.

I would write it:

I am grateful for trusting my process.

I am grateful for being enough.

I am grateful for showing up anyway.

Over and over, until I could feel it. Until I became it.

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When someone lands on this page, I don’t want them to feel “marketed to.” I want them to feel met. I want them to feel like they’ve stumbled into a room they’ve been looking for their whole life. A safe place where we can sit together and breathe.

Because being a Wayfinder only works if I can walk with you. If you can feel me here.

And if your nervous system says, “We’ve made it. This is our people,”—then welcome.

Let’s begin.

Let’s Stay in Rhythm

Whether you’ve just landed here or have been circling this work for a while…

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I honor every invitation.

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With care,

Nicole Marie