Until a few years ago, I had no idea who I was.

Just like many of the clients I see today, I had lost my identity in the battle to survive. The path that led me to launching this business was wrought with tribulations and heartache. My childhood was full of destabilizing forces and exposure to the worst of humanity - from alcoholic fathers, to sexual, physical, and verbal abuse, lack of parental protection and even encounters with death. Through my adolescence, I was always taught to “buck up”. To just keep being as close to perfect as humanly possible.  

That worked, until it didn’t.  

That tough methodology got me to appear like a “normal” functioning adult up until my mid 40s. The facade was achieved through the act of “doing” and void of feeling a damn thing. 

In September of 2021, my 18-year-old son and I were sitting by a firepit when he gently let me know that he saw how tired I was in striving to be perfect. At this point, both my children were grown and leaving the nest, and I was losing my identity as “Mom.” That night my life came to a crashing halt. My son’s comment helped me realize that the cracks in my façade had become deep, unavoidable fissures.

I had to find a way to heal myself.

I embarked on a simultaneously beautiful and torturous year of healing that changed my life in the most unexpected ways.

Life begrudgingly pulled me along and showed me that my difficult life experiences served a real purpose. Throughout the year, I had intuitives tell me that I had a gift. To be honest, I thought that they had lost their ever-loving minds. Over time, I came to find out that my shitty childhood experiences actually were a brutal gift. Now, I recognize that it is a gift worth sharing because life is too short to hide in fear. Mine included. I also learned that as I healed myself, I became even more capable of helping others. And this was definitely not easy for me to accept. Trust when I say that if my life had a book title, it would be called the “Reluctant Healer.”

As I began to practice sending people energy, they would rave about how much better and lighter they felt. I fine-tuned my practice based on their feedback. I kept learning and practicing more and more. As I did, my intuition sharpened. I learned to trust myself. Following my curiosity and intuition, I started studying Reiki and met with intuitives all over the country. Even as I questioned whether I was worthy, I kept taking steps forward.

My healing powers and intuition continued to strengthen until I truly believed in myself and my gifts. People sought me out for sessions. With patience and perseverance, the universe lined up the right people and opportunities to start Peace & Fire Healing. 

For the first time in my life, I know my purpose. I wake up every day excited to use my gifts and to pay it forward. While I loved my fifteen years supporting the local food system, NOTHING is more exciting and uplifting than to see my clients heal themselves, release emotional burdens, and reclaim their lives.

The gift showed me that I can send people energy so they can feel better, lighter, and hopefully more in touch with their own energies. 

If I think over the course of my life, I always wanted to be a part of a community and give back, but I just wasn’t given the tools to know how. Now, I understand that life is better when it’s felt, being perfect is a bullshit fallacy, and that authenticity is a gift to ourselves and humanity.

We are our own gurus and life is far richer when we understand that we are all one. Life is a team effort.

I’m so glad you’re here. Let’s heal together with some energy magic.

Much love,

Katie, Peace & Fire Healing

© Katie Baker 2024