Interview – Patricia Call: Renaissance Woman

We first met Patricia Call in my shameless teaser about this interview HERE.

I’m going to begin this interview by telling you that this one will be a little different than all the others that came before it. Here’s why: I give all interviewee’s the same instructions, including the direction that they can write and share as much (or as little) as they please.

Patricia is an expansive personality with a lifetime of experience to share. She is the kind of person who opens her heart and gives her ALL. Always. Every. Single. Time.

This becomes obvious as you read… and you will be reading for about 20-25 minutes. <<< Just a head’s up.

See, this is one of the reasons I choose all different types of people to interview – and frankly, why I am incredibly picky about who makes the cut. I let my gut lead me… and because I only reach out to those people with impeccable integrity, I get 100% authenticity in return.

This is a “No posers or fakers” zone. And, I love it! Win/Win!!

I wasn’t completely surprised by Patricia’s response to my interview questions… she is, after all, a prolific writer I have read and loved for years.

Her thorough biography DID surprise me! I always say to include a biography, if desired. No judgement whether they do or not. (Remember my zone, mentioned above.) I want people to be who they are!

Patricia shares a HUGE part of her life with us… and what an AMAZING journey she’s had! I didn’t dare ask her to trim it, nor did I WANT TO.

I will begin with her biography, then onto the interview questions and links. I present it, as I do with all my interviews, unedited and complete.

I am in awe of Patricia Call. I know you will be, too!


Foundations – Work and Music – finding that sweet spot of “May the work that you do be the play that you love.” Emerson

The Work – Life School: I grew up on a dairy farm – the daughter of a multi-generational farmer legacy. One of the popular viral questions on Facebook is “Name something you’ve really done, but people would think is a lie” and I could answer that I started driving a tractor when I was 4 – maybe younger! We had purebred Jersey cows – about 35 of them when I was little; Dad would move the milkers  from cow to cow, pouring the milk through a strainer, then into cans which went into the cooler as soon as they were filled, then washing and disinfecting the next cow and doing it all over again. Dad worked for a chemical company that was developing rocket propellant for NASA. He’d get home – I’d run up the road to greet him as the carpool dropped him off at the highway, then he’d carry me down the gravel road to our home, grab a quick bite to eat and get out to the barn. He’d wrap up in an hour, then head out on the tractor to plow a field, plant, manage the irrigation water, mow the alfalfa, then rake it. Bailing was reserved for 4 a.m. when the dew was just right for that task. Then he’d be out in the barn by 5 a.m. getting the milking started before waking my brothers to finish the job, then he headed out to work again. He was pretty scientific about how he did all of this to optimize the quality of the harvest to put more milk in the cans; eventually the old barn became a shed when the new barn went up with raised stalls, hoses, drains, grain bins, and piping that carried the milk straight into the strainer on top of the tank.

I got my first calf when I was 6, but I led my first calf in the show ring at the county fair when I was 4 – her name was Josephine and she was pushy. Then there was Cookie, Gumdrop, Estralita, Blossom and her 5 daughters, and many others. There were dogs – Tina, Corky, Fanny, and Bobby. There were at least 30 or 40 cats – mostly we inherited from people dumping off cats “in the middle of nowhere” to fend for themselves that found their way to my tender-hearted mother’s doorstep.  

I learned all sorts of lessons about work, life and death, prayer, adversity, alcoholism, trauma, and that was the life school God put me into in order to grow into the work I’m doing now in helping women take on adversity and become alchemists – changing lead to gold; a layoff into a step up or into a dream career; a divorce into a fantastic relationship with oneself first, then you’ll have the capacity to allow others to be and grow into people that they love as well. Adversity alchemy is contagious!

Music:  that got programmed into my DNA in the womb – my mom loved to sing. She has sung in concerts and church meetings as a soloist and in a women’s chorus as well as choirs. She’s been the choir director for her church congregation. My earliest memory of music was climbing around the feet of the accompanist – her name was Bonnie and would eventually become my 2nd piano teacher when I was 10 years old. I was fascinated by the pedals, but noticed the delicate movement of her hands where I could see the wooden sides of the keys as they quickly moved up and down as she played Malotte’s “The Lord’s Prayer”. I would eventually become the accompanist on that piece and others. I loved to sing and by 5th grade was adding harmonies, and was quite proficient in playing by ear. Then I added the violin and started taking piano lessons and had to UNLEARN everything I’d figured out on my own. 

Life Lesson – figuring out things on your own is one way to get things done – but if you want proficiency, you get a teacher – a coach – an expert in teaching you HOW to practice as well as how to advance your skills. 

“But practice is BORING! Do I have to?” Actually I loved to practice and I never complained – I just didn’t know what I was doing. And there was so little time. The farm had so many demands, plus my homework – and I loved to just crash in front of the television. But most of the time there was music playing on the huge speakers in the living room. Stereo was one thing my family didn’t go cheap on – and those speakers are still in my mother’s living room today and still pumping out amazing sound!

By high school I was a first violinist in the orchestra and accompanying the choir, and yet, I felt left out of the singing. It was a mixed blessing to be able to play because the path I had wanted was to be in the show choir. And I got in – but on the piano instead of voice. Then my piano teacher quit. And my mom made the call I had wanted, but was terrified of – she arranged for me to audition for Dr. Wasserman – the head of the music department and the one teacher in northern Utah with more Julliard graduates than any other teacher. I remember shaking through every second of that audition. He took me on – and would often ring his hands (he couldn’t tear out his hair because he was bald) and in his beautiful Polish accent say, “Miss Patricia! You could be a GREAT pianist if you’d just practice!” There’s a lot more to this story – but let’s just say – learning how to practice is something my coaching clients get to learn how to do!

Getting stuck on the piano had one huge life-changing perk – I was showing off a new song just out on the radio – Come Sail Away by Styx – a pretty sonata piano intro that was easily figured out. That morning a guy named Mike was there to help a team of instrumentalists learn how to play as a group. He asked me where I got the music to the song and I told him I heard it – no music. He asked me to audition for his cover band and that’s how I put myself through college – that and being a really good secretary for the first launch of student experiments on the space shuttle.  

During this time, I went through my first serious reinvention experience. When you have your ladder against the wrong wall and you know it? My ladder was on the music wall – and I was realizing that while I loved it, loved performing – I needed employable skills to cover me in the event my voice didn’t have big-time appeal, or as I got older, if my voice changed and didn’t sound good anymore. Reality check: I could play Elton John’s music but I couldn’t play like Elton John with all the flash and ad-lib he does. I could do a decent Janice Joplin or Linda Ronstadt but it was all imitation I didn’t know ME as a musician. 

I settled on 4-H when my mentor who had known me since I was 6 suggested that he could place me in a rural county that didn’t have a budget for 2 youth agents – one for agriculture and one for home ec – he felt I already had what it took for the ag from life school. But I was weak on home ec. So I changed majors when I was a junior, and trained to be a home ec teacher. While I would only be a teacher for a couple of years, these were skills that played a role in every aspect of my life later on. 

Marriage, Family – Mental Illness, Addiction, Recovery – struggles and breakthroughs

I met Kelly in a singing group. It was my 4th year – I had almost quit to do some campus leadership. But then I felt that unmistakable spiritual pull that there was a reason why I was supposed to stay in the group. I’d toured Poland with them and my band and experienced history in the making and witnessed history that had passed but should never ever be forgotten. 

He was straight out of Basic Training for the Field Artillery Unit of the Utah Army National Guard in Fort Sill, Oklahoma. He could do 150 pushups with me laying on his back and I wasn’t a featherweight even back then. He didn’t even break a sweat. He had a beautiful tenor voice and gregarious. Meaning – he was a total playful alpha male and I had been raised in a multi-generational matriarchy – so I was an alpha female. Not in an aggressive way – aggression was never my style. But I was driven and ambitious and outspoken. But I was also a great listener. I saw the flaws in the imbalance and conflict in the idea that “only one wears the pants”. I saw marriage as a partnership. And before I accepted a marriage proposal, I had to know he would see it that way too. 

Being able to sing together was a way of building a connection from the get-go. “Our song” was “Since You Asked” by Dan Fogleberg. Meeting his grandmother just a few days after meeting his parents was a special treat. I got to see where the music came from. Her theme song was “You’ll Never Walk Alone”. Just a week after we told her we were getting married she had a stroke. Kelly and I sang a duet at her funeral just 4 months later, just 3 weeks before our wedding. 

We married on June 21, 1984. Like all couples, we had our challenges. I wanted to put him through school but he hadn’t found his niche yet. That play that you love? So he went to work in a printing company running a complex piece of equipment nobody else could figure out. He’d grown up doing that from the early age of 11 when his parents bought a couple of community weekly newspapers in Central Utah that didn’t have a working printing press. Kelly got that up and running in time to get the paper out that first week – standing on orange crates and tinkering until he got it working. 

Between the army, a double shift 6 days a week in a 2 car garage working on machinery the size of big rigs, his body and mind broke down and he ended up in the hospital. 

Reinvention became a theme, as Kelly and I adjusted – often with full on “HELL NO” resistance to change. I took revenge on the boss that fired him while he was in the hospital by taking away his biggest accounts after we started our own printing company. And when that company folded after 8 years (3 years longer than it should have), I pivoted again into sales and advertising…. And professional writing. 

While we were struggling with our company, we had our son. Two months after he was born, I was driving a stick-shift car back from taking an invention prototype to the airport and my vertebrae locked up on the nerve that controls my legs. I went straight to the physical therapist, who sent me straight to a neuro-surgeon. There was fear of nerve damage and back surgery at 32 years old was not appealing but the surgeon wasn’t seeing options. Through some spiritual healing experiences over the next 2 days, I was able to avoid the surgery but was directed to not lift more than a gallon of milk. My son was born at 8 pounds, 15 ounces which meant I couldn’t even pick up my son out of his crib. 

I recall one particularly rough moment while lying on my bed with my baby sleeping against me, where the financial reality of me being laid up was crushing me hard, and I cried out in prayer asking how much longer I’d have to endure “this” – meaning both the physical pain that immobilized me and the financial pain. I got a very clear answer that while it wasn’t going to end anytime soon, I was loved beyond measure – it was enough for that time. 

My husband faced his next reinvention phase as he watched helplessly as I suffered through this ordeal. While he worked a couple more years for other printing companies, he was paying attention to where life was leading him. And mentally constructing his own personal exit ramp from printing.  And this tender, sensitive man who struggled with a porn addiction was led into massage therapy school. Because of the gifts in his healing skills, I’m fully mobile with no back pain today.  This became the life work that once Kelly had truly healed from his addiction, and he learned and practiced effective boundaries – combined with certifying as a dream builder coach helped him find the play that he loves!

I tested out several different professions – ad sales, journalism, public relations writing, real estate personal marketing, investment education, etc. wondering where my ladder would fit best. I loved every job I ever did, with the exception of 1 or 2 companies where I made a quick exit. 

I had been learning sales, but without a coach. And that’s a hard way to learn how to do sales. Then I paid $7000 for 6 months of sales coaching with 1-1, group coaching sessions and classes and workbooks with CDs. It was worth every penny as my income jumped from $35,000 to six figures in 4 years and held over the next 13 years.

But it was during this time that my body really dug in to “the change”. This last job shift happened after a miscarriage at 45 that broke me. For the first time in many years, I took a week off just to heal. Kelly and I rode the motorcycle up into the mountains where I could just look out over the scene and feel some sense of “whatever has happened as a bigger picture and purpose. It all works for good.” But it still hurt. With the change came the mood swings. The other problems that go with peri-menopause including denial that I was in peri. Multiple miscarriages between 37 and 45. Self-regulating under high pressure situations brought its own challenges. I managed pretty well because I didn’t create a lot of drama, except for that one time… 

I worked in the coaching space whether I was coaching realtors how to effectively work a list of leads, or selling real estate investing coaching, but my favorite was helping people learn how to invest in the stock market. That was where I parked my ladder and cemented it in.

I loved almost everything about the company – great instructors, the education was awesome, the support classes were excellent and recorded so working people could consume the content then cover questions in 1-1 support. I climbed the ladder in this place – not into management but a different kind of leadership. I was the education leader for a group of women in the larger organization on how to climb the career ladder, how to tune out distractions, and overcome workplace politics and gender/age disparities to accomplish personal professional goals. I also created training on how to consume the education – working in tandem with a couple of the coaches doing podcasts. If there was an active trader class that had 60 seats, I would have 4 to 15 of those seats filled with my students. (I was only one of 40-80 education counselors, but I had mad skills at engaging the people I signed up, and then getting them to sign up again because of the value being offered that they were experiencing.) And I had great colleagues for the most part. I ignored the bad ones – they usually left soon anyway. Gratefully there were few of those anyway. 

I wanted to design financial literacy classes for first-time 401k enrollees and college students – help people get into good financial habits before they started spending, so they’d have money TO invest. So I went back to school. Grad school at 55 years of age is not for wimps. Especially while you’re working full time. At least I wasn’t raising kids anymore. People would ask me what the benefit to me was of going back to school. I’d be almost 60 by the time I finished. I’d respond, “I’ll be 60 anyway – I might as well have the piece of paper that says I did something with my time. 

But something happened in my last year of grad school. I started seeing the very things I’d been helping my clients deal with in their situations. I thought I was safe from that kind of disruption. But the flags kept coming. The rumors kicked up. And emotionally I was unprepared for my well-anchored ladder to get blasted out of its concrete footings to lurch with nothing to lean against. 

Rather than try to engage the talent the company had in that sales force, they handed us severance packages and sent us off the cliff, out into our lives to find our next big thing. 

My identity had been so wrapped up in investment education and instruction creation that it took me 3 years of free-fall off that cliff to put together all the clues of who I was. And if I hadn’t been so aware of all of those clues, I may have never found this in 20 years. It had been right there in front of me and I had been doing a form of it for 13 years. I’d coached others through those issues and obstacles; I was well practiced and the thousands that chose into the process had great results; not just financially. And they were practicing “stop losses” in aspects of their life that didn’t bring them joy. 

What I do now as a reinvention/resilience coach: I help women separate their identity from the roles they’ve held. You can’t find your passion when you’re stuck in an identity that is more about the role rather than who you authentically are. There’s so much room for self-deception when you think you are what you do. So we work on identity, mentally, emotionally, spiritually and physically – all the way to the gut – detoxing and cleaning out and replacing critters that have twisted by stress to crave sugar, salt and fats, and which also impact our ability to self-regulate moods, and strengthen our immune systems. There’s a lot more to it. But you get the idea. 

While each woman finds their joy differently, every woman in my program share the common theme that they invest in themselves first – the self-care, the vision, the blueprinting, the execution on the blueprint – The work has to bring them joy or it must be temporary in a tactical way that leads to work that brings them joy. No more overinvesting in something that doesn’t and cannot love them back. They have become adversity alchemists. 

It took me three years of my own freefall to pull together all of the value I’ve packed into this program. And I especially love helping women who are willing to recognize the red flags and start to construct their exit ramp before the cliff comes. 

My coaching doesn’t insulate people from things that go wrong. But it does give them tools – just like I found my tools after losing 4 babies – a job I love and a life I loved living. Even after my first son had a stroke and my other son had to go through a divorce. Even after nearly losing my own marriage to mental illness and addiction. Even after losing my father. 

And my mother is 92. I know what’s coming. There’s no way to be ready… for that. I can just tool up, and use those tools to leave no love unexpressed while she can receive it here and I can SEE her receive it. I believe the love goes on – we’re just separated from being able to see and hear the reflection of that love coming back to us with just a phone call or visit. 

Even though I’m coaching professional women – women with power, influence, drive and ambition – or at least they know they have the potential to be, the lessons transform ALL aspects of life. Just like my first coach taught me that I had value beyond what I do. That had nothing to do with sales and yet EVERYTHING in sales hinges on this knowledge. 

If you can come from the place of trusting that it all works out, even when the body-blows come in grief and loss; you can claw your way back to the conviction to find the good in the growth for yourself, even when the loss has changed you forever – you choose to let it change you for good.


  1. To what and/or whom do I owe my passion for lifelong learning?  
    1. I’ve always been an avid reader, having been taught to read by my mother, plus big brothers who I looked up to and wanted to keep up with and do everything they did.  Then I had a teacher who encouraged me studying at my own pace (reading ahead and doing math assignments ahead of the place where we were in the class. So instead of being bored and becoming a behavior problem as a result, I was able to stay engaged.  I have awesome siblings. Especially my oldest brother who is 10 years my senior. He was my first mentor who always asked me great questions that made me think about how to solve problems long before I might face those problems.  So I would say it all started with my family – all of the good and the bad that was perfect for my own customized life learning lab. 
    2. I read my first “self-help” book in a psychology class that was basically about following your bliss. I was so wired to the opposite that I tossed that book in the corner of my apartment bedroom more times than I could count. But eventually I started to understand what it meant to move toward my goals and dreams and a way of thinking that if I owned the source of the problem – meaning I was or had the problem, then I could also find the answers and fix the problem. 
  2. What role has spirituality played in my life of service?
    1. My spiritual roots are generations deep, as only 4 or 5 generations back, my family tree on both sides sacrificed everything they had to move to the United States because of the spiritual convictions and acceptance of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. My mom was a singer – beautiful voice. I learned “The Lord’s Prayer” and The Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi before I was 4 years old from songs she sang.   
    2. The foundational idea that we are eternal beings – that we exist after we die – it’s also easy to conclude that we existed before we were born.  There are spiritual gifts or tools that can’t be explained by environment or training opportunities. For example – my son had an affinity for mathematics where everything until he got to That we have a life-force that is not part of the body, and that we are here to learn how to master this body – that we are given certain conditions and challenges to help us in that quest – and we’re not alone in this journey – we’re all connected. There’s a hymn that is often sung in our church meetings: 
      1. “Because I have been given much, I too must give. Because of Thy great bounty, Lord, each day I live; I shall divide my gifts from Thee with every brother (sister) that I see, who has the need of help from me.”
      2. “Because I have been sheltered, fed by Thy good care, I cannot see another’s lack and I not share my glowing fire, my loaf of bread, my roof’s safe shelter overhead, that he/she too may be comforted.”
      3. “Because I have been blessed by Thy great love, Dear Lord, I’ll share Thy love again, according to Thy word. I shall give love to those in need. I’ll share that love in word and deed. Thus shall my thanks be thanks, in deed.”
    3. I learned the most from watching my family in action. I watched my parents take packages of meat, cheese, and other food supplies and load up boxes in the car at night, and leave them on doorsteps of families. My big brother helped the neighbor haul hay and not take a dime for it. He also repaired tractors for all the farmers in the area.  Mom would take our musically inclined family to the local nursing homes to sing, play the piano and violin and entertain the residents there. My grandmother lived with us frequently after my grandfather died.  We weren’t about Sunday meetings as much, unless Mom had to sing, but I learned and eventually took seminary classes so that I could better understand the doctrine. While a lot of people reject “religion” these days, I believe structured religion has a lot to offer, if it requires a change of heart and teaches humility and service.  Life is about change – and we either change by choice or life imposes change on us. And often it’s both. My faith has helped me find peace and perspective that without, I would not be the woman I am, nor would I be able to make the contribution I do to my clients and the families those women influence!
  3. My coaching practice is for empowered women in transition. What led me to choose this speciality?
    1. It was a 3 year journey after 2 decades of “clues” that I didn’t really put together until about 2 months ago.  Above and beyond coaching I received on the job, I have paid well over $100,000 for specialized coaching. First in sales – which actually wasn’t about sales when I look at all I gained from that experience. The most profound question that led me to serving women in transition was about who I have influenced to positive change the most. It made me think of a woman sitting on her last $60,000 at age 58, with the potential of another 35 years or more of living and no way to earn more money with her current set of skills. She could either conserve those meager dollars, or step into the risk that she’d fail at learning new skills. But then – which was more risky for her? Waiting for the financial train wreck or dig in and grow? 
    2. It wasn’t just one woman who touched me or worked with me. It was the same story told by thousands of women and men.  Sometimes a chapter of the story was about being in a senior position with the company, hearing rumblings about potential layoffs. Or seeing the market plummet just before another person was about to have to start living on that portfolio.  Often, simultaneous to the financial concerns and potential layoffs were unexplained physical changes – concerns about health going into their retirement years. Many were wishing they had talked with me and worked with me when they were in their late 30s and early 40s instead of the age they were at when they finally woke up and realized they were so very unprepared for what might happen next. 
    3. Plus my own journey through climbing the corporate ladder – going back to school in my 50s to get a masters in Learning Sciences in order to create more value for my employer, only to be on the expendable list when my department became irrelevant in the company evolution. I watched the company not only let me go, but 25 of the most talented sales staff, and a number of gifted coaches and instructors that still had a lot to offer the company – and the company was blind to it. That message that people are disposable, no matter how much value they bring was my biggest clue as to who I could serve. Because I’d been talking with women and men in the same boat for over a decade. I knew how to help them. I just hadn’t expected to have to use those skills for myself. And I was unprepared. I had no vision outside of the corporate box I had lived in for so long!
    4. I can’t emphasize enough – part of my difficulty was in how to include the mind-body piece. Everything I put into this program has a career and financial benefit. But when I leave out the health piece it all unravels. Had I not studied the health piece when I was sliding into peri-menopause, learning how to not just deal with the career stress, but the way my body’s changes inhibited my ability to self-regulate my moods, to get a good night’s sleep when the everyday crap hit the fan at work, along with what my family was going through. I know that if I don’t include this all-important piece of self-care, the changes my clients want to experience will be unimpressive. It has to be the whole life experience being addressed. “You can’t grow new skills when you’re hungry” – 
  4. Books that have changed my life?
    1. Books are a form of “finding my words” for me. Every single book I’ve read have expanded my ability to understand what others are going through, how to find the words to comfort or validate, and work my own path for change. 
    2. I’d have to start with some of the faith-based books like the Bible, and The Book of Mormon. Regardless of what you believe, being able to read and learn from passages like “I give unto men weaknesses, that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me. For if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.” Or, “All things work for good” (Roman’s 8:28)
    3. 7 Habits of Highly Effective People by Stephen R. Covey – this was the first self-help book I read that I didn’t have any mental or emotional resistance to – my husband and I owned a small printing company with a few employees and I bought a copy for every one of them. 
    4. I don’t recommend “His Needs Her Needs” by Willard Harley but it was the book that introduced “LoveBusters” to my marriage – which saved my marriage. 
    5. The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz – learning that it’s never personal was mind-blowing to learn and practice. 
    6. Anything by the Arbinger Institute – especially Anatomy of Peace.  The whole idea of “outward mindset” (which is one of the Arbinger books) became a passion project for me – to help people see beyond their own needs and ambitions so that everybody benefits.
    7. Most recently, I’ve been studying research papers and books about research on health. “The Mind Gut Connection” took me on a major journey into healing autoimmune disease as well as anxiety and depression. 
  5. What are some of my favorite self-care rituals?
    1. Walking – lots of distance walking in the foothills near my home. Even in the winter –the only downfall is hitting a patch of black ice on occasion. But in the Spring, Summer and Fall, I love it particularly early in the morning when the birds are singing
    2. Music – I love listening to all sorts of music. Playing the piano is particularly soothing to me. 
    3. Mindfulness – breath-work.  I work to reduce all of my attention and focus to just breathing in and out – quieting the mind from the constant chatter. 
    4. I live within 4 hours of 4 national parks, and 8 hours from Yellowstone and Teton National Park to the north, and The Grand Canyon to the south.  I love to hop in the car with my husband (and my adult sons if they’ll tag along)  and go to Bryce Canyon. I’ll take the 8 mile hike from Sunrise Point through the Queen’s Gardens and other places over to Bryce Pointe then back to Sunrise where I can catch the shuttle and return to the visitor’s center. I’ll always take some time to just sit on the rim of the canyon and look at the 5 horizons in the distance and just breathe and take in the sounds of the breeze through the pines, the chattering of squirrels and the warmth of the sun on the desert landscape. So healing!
    5. Inspirational movies that make me laugh or cry. The Greatest Showman, Frozen 2, The Lamb of God concert movie just came out last week. By the time you write this up I will have seen it at least 2 times. I’ve performed several of the composer’s other pieces, and am familiar with most of the music performed in this production. And I’ve actually had the added experience of performing with the concert master in this film on occasion. We’re good friends and before Covid did Christmas concerts together. 
  6. What does the phrase “personal integrity” mean to me?
    1. Integrity to me means “whole” or structurally sound. Of course, keeping promises is the outward expression of integrity. But what about the promises we make to ourselves? The ones we find so easy to break under pressure to take care of others? That’s where the beginnings of structural breakdowns happen within. 
    2. This might make sense – maybe not. But this is what came to mind. I hear integrity. When I tune a violin, there’s a buzzing sound that thrashes in my ear until the strings are “tuned” – then there’s just pure notes. As a child, I “heard” pain before I felt it. It was a similar thrashing buzzing sound in my ear. That ability to “hear” when my body was “out of integrity” wasn’t an indictment on me. It was a call to self-correct. My conscience gave me similar “tuning” signals. At first, I felt shame and guilt. That’s natural. But when I stopped looking for external things to correct my behavior, integrity began to be restored by paying attention to the promises I made to myself first. 


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