My career as an airline pilot ended at the age of 43, when I became pregnant with my surprise, bonus-baby twins.

 

I never realized how much of my identity was wrapped up in being a pilot, and I felt lost without that title. Being a pilot provided my sense of worth, accomplishment, and source of outside validation.

 

Yet even before I "retired," I could feel my soul calling for more. I used to say to myself, "I know I'm meant to do more than fly people home for Thanksgiving."

 

My surprise pregnancy provided the bridge into a new way of being, but it took me 10 long years to navigate that threshold and fully step into who I was becoming. Those years were filled with a huge identity shift, and more sitting on the couch scrolling than I'd like to admit. I also lost a lot of self-confidence, and felt like I had become a shell of the person I was. I often found myself staring at airplanes flying across the sky and whispering, "I can't believe I used to do that."

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The dissolution of my 28 year marriage created the final impetus to choose something different and get up off the couch. It was a sad realization that my twins had never really seen me love anything about my life. I knew something needed to change. I also knew I no longer wanted to go back to the "old Kim." I wanted to uncover a Kim I had never fully embodied.

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My business is named Pathfinder Healing Arts as a nod to my former profession. In aviation, the Pathfinder is the first airplane that flies out after a storm, charting a safe course for all those that follow. In every family, usually every generation, there is a Pathfinder. Someone who sees the world a little differently. Someone who is ready to shift inherited generational patterns, and receive the guidance and wisdom of their ancestors. Someone who is willing to do the work that heals not only themselves, but the generations that follow. If you've found your way here, you are likely that Pathfinder. 

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Is it time to begin your journey?