It all began when...
Growing up in the south Bronx of New York, it was my mom, sis, and sweet Abuela (grandmother). I remember having many paranormal experiences that were part of my everyday reality. With no other choice but to accept my version of the mysterious, I found creative ways of getting through this unique experience. How do you ask? Like any other kid in my situation, I turned to superheroes and their magical superpowers for solace. It was the only thing allowing me to feel somewhat normal. They were the closest thing to my version of magic, the only thing that made sense.
Generational wounds and deeply rooted dysfunctions made for less than ideal conditions for developing healthy communication skills, interpersonal relationships, and self-focused love. Surrounded mostly by women, my identity of manhood was not very clear. I knew I was a boy, but I didn't understand why I felt emotions so deeply. Little did I know I was, what some might consider, a Highly Sensitive Person. Which in hindsight, explains my heightened sense of intuitive abilities.
Now throw in a mom who was very unaware of her abilities as a medium and an incantation wielding badass. Unfortunately the result of dogma and superstitions kept her from knowing any different. Actually, both my parents are unwittingly very gifted intuitive people. What I have come to recognize is the opportunity for experiencing true healing in being seen, heard, and valued was never really fulfilled on my mom's side of the family. So I took upon myself to finally break the cycle.
After Junior High
Otherwise known as middle school, I was given a choice to live with dad in sunny south Florida. This was my out, from the Bronx and from all the things I wanted to distance myself. Living with dad was both challenging and enlightening. I learned a lot about myself and the man I called dad, but never really new. Life after high school wasn't any better I rebelled against everything. Unbeknownst to me, I was rebelling against something much bigger than myself.
My early twenties were a hot mess with ever more metaphysical experiences. Combine that with self-defeating patterns I had no clue were running amuck on my life. Then BAM, parenthood happened. It was exactly the thing I did not know I needed in order to shift things around. That was when I decided to pony-up and to choose a better way of life. A choice became abundantly clear, pursue a career in information technology. Well, not really. It was clear but not in the way you would expect.
The idea to become an IT Professional was revealed to me in the form of an incredible vision. It came into view as I waited for the light to turn green one beautiful sunny day in south Florida. Very much like a movie scene playing out before me, there where computers of all shapes and sizes everywhere! It was so clear and vivid as a waking dream if you will. That's when it hit me, people were going to need support maintaining this new age of technology. So I listened and made the leap. What set me apart from most other IT professionals was that I am completely self-taught. Yeah, not a common occurrence in the industry.
Early in my career, however, I tried stepping away from technology because of this nagging desire to work with people. Unclear but determined I tried my hand at personal training. Clearly, that wasn’t the time or path for me because the more I fought to make something of it, the deeper in debt I was. Man, I can be stubborn. So I decided to go back into IT and as Spirit would have it, success found me.
Just Call Me Neo
No traditional or formal education in computer sciences whatsoever. Intuition, grit, and determination were my secret sauce to a relatively successful career. How does one celebrate such accomplishments while keeping both feet on the ground? Simple, by giving thanks every day for the ease and grace of every amazing opportunity that led me here. All because I listened! Yeah, I'm a badass in that regard. My nickname was “Neo.” No joke. Not clear why but somehow I can feel my way through the toughest technological issues. Never having any logical explanation for how I figured it out.
It felt like I could talk to the machines like Neo from the The Matrix movie. Living mostly off intuition and what little technical information I was able to retain. Eventually, the novelty of working with machines began to lose its luster. And over time I found myself being called to work with people again after years of unsuccessful (but divinely intended) relationships. A deep desire to learn how to listen at a much deeper level is how I discovered Life Coaching, and the rest is history in the making.