About Jeana

CONFESSION: I have contemplated many times to do the most selfish thing a person could do. Never attempted, but the thoughts were frightening and I have not shared this with anyone until I wrote my story a few years ago. A good friend and mentor encouraged me to share my story with others to show people they are not alone. For most of my life I struggled with severe depression, anxiety, cystic acne and learning disabilities that made me feel completely inadequate and insecure. I lived in constant "fight or flight” from early childhood traumas that were never properly addressed. The way I chose to cope with these struggles took me down the wrong road a few too many times. Those years of shameful choices and bad habits only allowed me to avoid the healing that would one day turn my past hurts into the value of who I am today. I saw the mountain I had to climb to heal and become the woman I knew I was deep down, but I was overwhelmed and afraid to even attempt the change. I kept running back to what was comfortable and “easy”: avoidance, drinking, distraction after distraction and being “checked-out”. The choices I was making were causing myself and others a lot of pain. Though it was the easy way out, it was not fulfilling for even a moment and the emotional pain would catch up to me very quickly, every time. This went on for years, the tears became more frequent, my skin became much worse (I am talking cystic acne on my face, neck, chest and back for well over a decade), going to bed at night turned into panic and stress that I would be awake all night…again. Going to the grocery store, being in public or running into people I knew was a feat on its own. Social anxiety would cause me to freeze, not know what to say and fumble nervously on my words. EFFORTS From the age 24 to 27 I met with a woman once a week for spiritual guidance counselling. This was NOT easy; she was tough and would not let me hide from the pain. We dug deep into my “stuff”. She walked me through a spiritual process of feeling the emotion, discovering its origin and then releasing it. This truly was the beginning of my healing journey and I am so thankful this woman came into my life. On my 26th birthday, I enrolled in school to become a Registered Holistic Nutritionist. This was another pivotal point in my healing journey. I graduated with an entirely new outlook on the food industry, my health, my family’s health and a new mission to help people. I also became a self-proclaimed self-help book “know-it-all”. This allowed me to feel hope, but I was still unable to overcome my biggest mental blockages. I cried daily, I was losing hope and ready to give up even while trying to help others. I was tired of feeling so helpless and I felt I had already tried everything. NOW: I did not give up. With patience, my mother’s encouragement and a strong inner knowing that there would be better life ahead, I kept going. I found brain training one month before my 27th birthday and that was the day my life truly changed. I experienced an actual physical release of an emotional heaviness I carried for so long, it was incredible. Within 2 weeks after my training sessions I realized I had not cried in an entire week! I was smiling more and my skin was clearing up! That was the beginning of relief! I am grateful for making the effort to work on past traumas, to let go and forgive. More importantly I am grateful I have forgiven myself. Still to this day I am dedicated to working on myself as each new layer presents itself wanting to be healed. I still struggle and tumble but that is what we like to call “being human”. I have learned that making mistakes is part of being human; it is when we can choose to grow and evolve. A quote that got me through some of the hardest time is: “Pain is the gateway to healing”. The work I do brings many people through my office doors who struggle daily like I once did. I feel blessed to be a part of their journey. Please share this with anyone you know who might be struggling, even if they do not show any signs and have a smile on their face; always check in. Don't give up! Jeana Malcolm Registered Holistic Nutritionist
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The Imaginal Cell Story

The caterpillar's new cells are called "imaginal cells". They are so totally different from the caterpillar's cells that his immune system thinks they are enemies and gobbles them up! But these new imaginal cells continue to appear. More and more of them! Pretty soon the caterpillar's immune system cannot destroy them fast enough. More and more of the imaginal cells survive. Then, this amazing thing happens! The tiny lonely imaginal cells start to clump together into friendly little groups. They all resonate together at the same frequency, passing information from one to another. Then, after a while, another amazing thing happens! The clumps of imaginal cells start to cluster together! A long string of clumping and clustering imaginal cells, all resonating at the same frequency, all passing information from one to another there inside the chrysalis. Then, all at once, the entire string of imaginal cells suddenly realizes that it is something different from the caterpillar. Something new! Something wonderful! ...And in that realization is the shout of the birth of the butterfly. Since the butterfly now "knows" that it is a butterfly, the tiny imaginal cells no longer have to do all those things individual cells must do. Now they are apart of a multi- celled organism-- A FAMILY who can share the work. Each new butterfly cell can take on a different job- there is something for everyone to do. And everyone is important. And each cell begins to do just that very thing it is most drawn to do. And every cell encourages it to do just that. *Adapted version of Nori Huddle's story from her book, "Butterfly."
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About Jeana

CONFESSION: I have contemplated many times to do the most selfish thing a person could do. Never attempted, but the thoughts were frightening and I have not shared this with anyone until I wrote my story a few years ago. A good friend and mentor encouraged me to share my story with others to show people they are not alone. For most of my life I struggled with severe depression, anxiety, cystic acne and learning disabilities that made me feel completely inadequate and insecure. I lived in constant "fight or flight” from early childhood traumas that were never properly addressed. The way I chose to cope with these struggles took me down the wrong road a few too many times. Those years of shameful choices and bad habits only allowed me to avoid the healing that would one day turn my past hurts into the value of who I am today. I saw the mountain I had to climb to heal and become the woman I knew I was deep down, but I was overwhelmed and afraid to even attempt the change. I kept running back to what was comfortable and “easy”: avoidance, drinking, distraction after distraction and being “checked-out”. The choices I was making were causing myself and others a lot of pain. Though it was the easy way out, it was not fulfilling for even a moment and the emotional pain would catch up to me very quickly, every time. This went on for years, the tears became more frequent, my skin became much worse (I am talking cystic acne on my face, neck, chest and back for well over a decade), going to bed at night turned into panic and stress that I would be awake all night…again. Going to the grocery store, being in public or running into people I knew was a feat on its own. Social anxiety would cause me to freeze, not know what to say and fumble nervously on my words. EFFORTS From the age 24 to 27 I met with a woman once a week for spiritual guidance counselling. This was NOT easy; she was tough and would not let me hide from the pain. We dug deep into my “stuff”. She walked me through a spiritual process of feeling the emotion, discovering its origin and then releasing it. This truly was the beginning of my healing journey and I am so thankful this woman came into my life. On my 26th birthday, I enrolled in school to become a Registered Holistic Nutritionist. This was another pivotal point in my healing journey. I graduated with an entirely new outlook on the food industry, my health, my family’s health and a new mission to help people. I also became a self-proclaimed self-help book “know-it-all”. This allowed me to feel hope, but I was still unable to overcome my biggest mental blockages. I cried daily, I was losing hope and ready to give up even while trying to help others. I was tired of feeling so helpless and I felt I had already tried everything. NOW: I did not give up. With patience, my mother’s encouragement and a strong inner knowing that there would be better life ahead, I kept going. I found brain training one month before my 27th birthday and that was the day my life truly changed. I experienced an actual physical release of an emotional heaviness I carried for so long, it was incredible. Within 2 weeks after my training sessions I realized I had not cried in an entire week! I was smiling more and my skin was clearing up! That was the beginning of relief! I am grateful for making the effort to work on past traumas, to let go and forgive. More importantly I am grateful I have forgiven myself. Still to this day I am dedicated to working on myself as each new layer presents itself wanting to be healed. I still struggle and tumble but that is what we like to call “being human”. I have learned that making mistakes is part of being human; it is when we can choose to grow and evolve. A quote that got me through some of the hardest time is: “Pain is the gateway to healing”. The work I do brings many people through my office doors who struggle daily like I once did. I feel blessed to be a part of their journey. Please share this with anyone you know who might be struggling, even if they do not show any signs and have a smile on their face; always check in. Don't give up! Jeana Malcolm Registered Holistic Nutritionist
CHANGE

The Imaginal Cell Story

The caterpillar's new cells are called "imaginal cells". They are so totally different from the caterpillar's cells that his immune system thinks they are enemies and gobbles them up! But these new imaginal cells continue to appear. More and more of them! Pretty soon the caterpillar's immune system cannot destroy them fast enough. More and more of the imaginal cells survive. Then, this amazing thing happens! The tiny lonely imaginal cells start to clump together into friendly little groups. They all resonate together at the same frequency, passing information from one to another. Then, after a while, another amazing thing happens! The clumps of imaginal cells start to cluster together! A long string of clumping and clustering imaginal cells, all resonating at the same frequency, all passing information from one to another there inside the chrysalis. Then, all at once, the entire string of imaginal cells suddenly realizes that it is something different from the caterpillar. Something new! Something wonderful! ...And in that realization is the shout of the birth of the butterfly. Since the butterfly now "knows" that it is a butterfly, the tiny imaginal cells no longer have to do all those things individual cells must do. Now they are apart of a multi-celled organism-- A FAMILY who can share the work. Each new butterfly cell can take on a different job- there is something for everyone to do. And everyone is important. And each cell begins to do just that very thing it is most drawn to do. And every cell encourages it to do just that. *Adapted version of Nori Huddle's story from her book, "Butterfly."
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