The Organic Cure is an entirely different business now, compared to a year ago. This is the story of how the year unfolded, and how it sparked an unexpected evolution.
When the year 2025 started, I had a strong collaborative business partner and two other providers working alongside me full-time. Our team felt solid. We had a nutritionist and a massage therapist, and a front desk that worked like a well-oiled machine.
It felt really comfortable, and I felt poised for expansion.
Then the first person left.
I adapted quickly. Hired a replacement. Redistributed responsibilities. Problem-solved. We’ve got this, I told myself.
Then the replacement fell through.
Then another person gave notice.
My stress level picked up a bit, but I stayed focused. Posted job listings. Reached out to my network. Interviewed candidates. I could fill these gaps. I just needed to work harder.
Then the third person left. Then the fourth.
Each time someone announced they were leaving, I’d feel my level of concern rise, like a red line in a temperature getting higher and higher. I wasn’t getting enough time between transitions for the temperature to decrease…
…the pressure was building.
But I kept myself committed to solution mode. I didn’t have time to feel it. I had a business to run, patients to serve, a vision to protect.
The Moment It All Fell Apart
In mid July, I was sitting on my back patio early on a Saturday morning with my laptop.
I felt like I was on the edge of a breakthrough, so I was plugging away at ads, emails, and sales funnels.
Then, I received the most devastating email…
My righthand person, the one who kept everything running at the front desk so I could keep everything running on the patient side – put in her two week notice.
I would later find out that it was best for her, and come to accept it. But in that moment I felt the crushing load of the world on my shoulders – and I lost it.
Scott found me with my head in my hands, teetering between sobbing and angry. That was the lowest I had felt in a very long time.
My first words to him were, “Don’t try to solve it!”
So he sat next to me while I yelled, then cried, then yelled some more. My temper tantrum lasted about 30 minutes, and then I stopped, looked up at him and said, “Ok, now I’m ready to fix this.”
We brainstormed together, and jumped into action. Within 5 days we had found the perfect person to join the team, and it became clear that this was a God thing.
More about that later.
Walking through the darkness
By August, every single person from the original 2023 crew in our new location had moved on due to personal life changes no one could have predicted.
I looked around at what was left, and I felt a sense of abandonment.
Here I was in this beautiful space I built so I could fill it with a cutting-edge team, and everyone was gone.
All the work I had done seemed wasted. I had put so much time and effort into uniting us as a team, bringing out the best in everyone, and building something really special.
I had done so much advertising and advocating to build up the other providers – and now I was the only one left.
As hard as I had tried—and I had tried so hard—I couldn’t keep it together. All those quick adaptations, all that problem-solving, all those sleepless nights spent coming up with creative ideas… none of it had worked.
I felt scared. Vulnerable. Inadequate.
I had spent 8 months conducting interviews and negotiating with providers, only for it to fall through when it came time to commit.
I carried a permanent nausea in my stomach from the rollercoaster of emotions – one hour feeling hopeful, and the next feeling devastated again.
The One Piece of Advice That Changed Everything
I hired business coaches. I sought guidance from spiritual leaders and therapists. I read books, listened to podcasts, participated in masterminds and summits. I was grasping for answers anywhere I could find them.
But the best advice I received came from my husband Scott, who simply told me to “surrender.”
He reminded me that I can’t control all the details. That I can work to exhaustion and still have no control over the outcomes. That the timeline isn’t up to me. He told me he fully trusted in my potential and that I would be every bit as successful as I desired to be—but that I had to surrender first.
And that’s when everything began to shift.
Once I decided it was my intention to surrender, I started trusting in God more. I started noticing small reassurances throughout my day that reminded me He was guiding my path.
Now, I’m not saying I stopped trying and put everything in God’s hands. I definitely still put in the work every single day. But instead of doing it scared, I’m doing it with faith. Instead of making impulse decisions out of desperation, I’m making intentional decisions I feel inspired to make. And because I’m approaching it this way, I trust that the outcome is in God’s hands—and that outcome will be exactly what I need it to be.
A Renewed Relationship with God
Through this process, I’ve built a renewed relationship with God.
There’s a whole other side to this story that encompasses the religious component. Some time I will share that in more detail. But let me just put it this way…
Raising teenagers caused me to reflect on what I was taught and whether I still agreed with it. I was brought up in a church that teaches worthiness is earned. But with my own children, I started to feel tension around that idea. I knew they were already worthy, and I didn’t want to teach them they had to earn it.
My son’s time away on a mission played a role in bringing many of my concerns to the surface. I had a hard time watching from afar as he was given very rigid guidelines that often made him feel unworthy. I constantly had to remind him he was enough, that Jesus already made that clear to us. It broke my heart that he was giving his all in the name of Jesus, but other humans were making him question his efforts.
Where was the christianity? Where was the Christ-like love and forgiveness?
My physical world already felt so desolate – and now my spiritual world did, too. I felt I was in a great depression. A spiritual famine.
I felt like I had to go out and find nourishment for my family. And I won’t speak for Scott, but he and I were very much in alignment on this issue. It was a team effort.
I went seeking – and I found. I found a place where I felt loved and reassured by Jesus Himself. I felt seen. I felt heard. And I felt plugged in to something new that I could rely on.
And then, my burden felt less crushing.
I actually began to feel that I could surrender because I had Someone to surrender to.
As I started to feel myself growing closer to God and gaining new perspective and greater enlightenment, my hope was restored and I could see a brighter future.
The Godsend
Spoiler alert – the perfect person to join the business team was Tiffany.
Tiffany entered the scene at a time I can only describe as providential.
Yes, I was devastated to lose Liz – but here’s the part that fascinates me…
When I surrendered and said, “God, I trust you. I will show up tomorrow, do what You guide me to do, and that’s all,” that’s when He entered the scene and shook things up.
I didn’t want Liz to go. I wouldn’t have let her go on my own. I didn’t know I needed Tiffany, either.
But God did.
And that whole transition brought me closer to the Lord, and has changed my path entirely.
The Shift
Here’s another spiritual lesson I learned along the way.
This business had become my idol. It was all-consuming. It came before everything.
By recognizing that, I’ve been able to make a critical shift in my life. I haven’t perfected it yet, and probably never will, but I am in a daily practice of setting my intention on glorifying God through what I do in my business, and not fussing over the details.
That’s where my new understanding of trust comes in.
And it’s funny, because I’ve grown up religious and I thought I understood what it meant to trust in the Lord. Turns out, I primarily relied on myself, and would only occasionally ask for help.
Now that I feel more enlightened and connected, I understand that I am a vessel. I am here, on this earth, with a potential that is only limited by my capacity to receive.
The better I become at receiving, the bigger my vessel will be, and the more God will pour into me so that I can pour into others.
And now, with that understanding, a shift is taking place.
For many years, I’ve wanted to increase my reach and serve thousands of families. But I would try and fail because I didn’t know how.
For years, I’ve wanted to free up my schedule so I can live a lifestyle that’s more congruent with my beliefs about movement, time outside, and quality time with family. But I would try and fail because I didn’t know how.
Now that I’ve chosen to surrender and receive – I know how. Let go, and let God.
It’s time for me to show up differently—in a way that actually allows me to put God and my family at the forefront. And I know that when I do this, the Lord will bless my efforts to go farther and reach more people in need.
I’ve sat with this question for many months now, and the answer has become clear.
Things are about to change – in a big way.
