About Laura Wolf

As a single mom and soul-driven entrepreneur dedicated to empowering others, I was working, going and doing all the time.  I saw clients during the day while my son, Ryland, went to school. After school, we did homework, soccer, dinner, dishes, bath and bedtime stories. After Ryland went to bed, I took on-line classes to learn how to grow my soul-centered business. I often worked on my computer til midnight and then I was too wired from staring at screens to go to sleep.

I felt anxious a lot of the time, got sick every couple of months and my sex drive was seriously waning. I was just too tired and wired to relax into making love. I later learned that, biologically speaking, it’s really hard for women to feel turned on when we’re stressed and depleted. 

My Naturopath looked at my bloodwork and said, “You’re burnt out. You’ve been running on adrenaline for too long and it’s ravaging your body.”  She was right. I was so exhausted I couldn’t even conjure up the energy to make things happen with my business at that point. My body simply wouldn’t let me.  

After many years of talk therapy, I still struggled with depression and anxiety on a regular basis. I chronically  created dysfunctional relationships with unavailable men, driven by my desperation to feel loved; all while juggling 4 or 5 part-time unfulfilling jobs because I didn’t feel worthy of doing what I loved or of having abundance in my life. I thought I was broken.

Worse than my own unhappiness, I knew I was setting a terrible example for my son, Ryland.  I didn't want him to grow up seeing me depressed and broke, not living up to my full potential.  I knew if I stayed that way, it would severely limit what he would think was possible.

I immersed myself in the shamanic path, where I dove deep into healing childhood trauma,  facing and integrating my Shadows, developing a profound relationship with Source and discovering my purpose.  In 2007, I began teaching and sharing my message: “Come home to your body. Love yourself. We have the power to heal ourselves and heal the world”

Then, in 2015, I experienced the shattering of my heart - the end of a nine-year relationship. The loss of that relationship and everything that I had made it mean rocked me to my core. I literally lay on the floor of my healing room, sobbing my guts out, as wave after wave of grief wracked its way through my body. I felt broken, ashamed, pathetic. How had I created this? What was wrong with me? I wondered if my heart would ever heal. The utter vulnerability of that shattering led me into some of the most important expansion of my life thus far.