My Other Facets
I am a coach|mentor, speaker, and the author of Who is That in the Mirror? Overcome the Imposter Inside, Discover Who You Truly Are, and Implement Habits to Maintain Your Authentic Self.
I am a Healing Arts Therapist; a Licensed Massage Therapist and a Reiki Master.
I am a sister, a mother of two, an honorary mother of another two, grammy of six wonderful grandchildren, a spiritualist, love to be in nature, love to read books, love to dance, and love my two black cats.
I live in Washington state with my two grandchildren I’m raising and my cats, Freya and Pi.
Beyond the Fight with Cancer
“Over this past year I was diagnosed with breast cancer that spread into my lymph nodes that doctors said was stage 3 ... [She] has helped me identify how to progress towards making my unfulfilled dreams become a reality. She uses a very thought provoking questionnaire that aided me to also identify why I have not in the past attained my personal goals and what my present setbacks may be that I need to overcome.”
My name is Darcey Kesner Hawkins.
“Who am I to offer you help?” you ask. Let me tell you a little about myself, and see if it answers this question. If not, please reach out to me.
For decades I felt an emptiness, a hole, in me. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong especially when I had a good life. I had a wonderful husband, two great children, we owned our home, we both had jobs we enjoyed, and didn’t want for anything. I buried the emptiness with what I call ‘career volunteerism’ (a Girl Scout Leader and soccer mom) while I had a full time job and was a full time student. Being needed and being busy filled the hole in me.
Volunteering was put aside when my children grew into teenagers, and I needed to be there for them. The teenage years were rough on all of us causing stress fractures in our lives. And still my hole was filled.
Time passed swiftly. In 1998 I lost my brother and my father within 6 months of each other. In 2002 my mother came to live with my husband and me. In 2005, I was raising two of my grandchildren. The stress fractures widened, and we ignored them. And still my hole was filled.
The catalyst was losing my mother in 2008. My hole had never been filled; it was camouflaged.
It took me six months to figure out ‘I’ was missing from my life. I never discovered who I was as a young adult, and I gave my all to being wife, mother, and grandmother without defining me. It’s taken me 10 years to unearth me by trying different methods, taking two steps forward only to find myself stumbling back due to self-limiting beliefs, and finally coming up with a blueprint for my success.
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