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Hey!

My name is Anna Vickroy. Thanks for wanting to get to know me. I’m gonna lay it all out so you know how and why I do what I do.

 

I should’ve been happy.

You see, on paper, I had it “all”…engineering degrees, successful career & university lecturer in the Master’s Program of Engineering, a loving husband, two beautiful children, a custom home and I traveled the world.

I cycled between anxiety, depression and periods of achievement. I thought this was normal.

I was always looking outside myself to feel good enough…a good enough engineer, a good enough mom, a good enough wife, a good enough body etc.  And nothing ever seemed to change the way I felt inside, which was that I was a fraud who would never be enough.

After 13 years in my engineering career, I was still hustling for my worth and burning out.  So I left to follow my passion and I built a successful award-winning photography studio. But that wasn’t the answer either because I created the same pattern of achievement and burnout and still felt like an imposter.

This was my cycle:
I’d feel happy if I had X.
There would be temporary satisfaction
followed by a deep realization that X wasn’t it.
Then I would set out to accomplish the next thing
that promised fulfillment in my classic overachiever style.

I was searching
  • Positive-thinking strategies yielded temporary results.

  • A decade of talk therapy solidified my knowledge of my life’s challenges but didn’t change my behavior or the way I felt

  • Work-Life balance offered more time for “life” but that felt empty so I filled it with more numbing and distracting activities

  • Pursuing my passion still led to burn-out and unfulfillment.

  • Diet and exercise was an exhausting battle as the weight kept coming back

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I forced myself to put on my mask, pretending I was happy and had it all together...but I was screaming inside.

The turning point was when my 4th grader came home from school upset telling me he didn’t feel like he was enough. It triggered me because I knew I felt the same and I was teaching him these ways. I knew I had to figure out how to feel better in my life.

Everything changed when I began healing my relationship with my body

I LEARNED TO:

  • ACCEPT my body

  • LEARN the language of my body through sensation

  • LISTEN to my body’s needs

  • CHOOSE to take action based on those needs

  • RESPECT my body for its wisdom as well as for its limits.

  • TRUST my body in differentiating between survival responses and my intuition

  • FEEL my feelings to release the trauma held in my body

  • REGULATE my nervous system to create capacity to feel more

  • BE in my body to be in the present moment

My relationships with my loved ones improved.

I had a lot more energy because I wasn’t wasting it feeling anxious or people pleasing.

I found more ease in my interactions, even the uncomfortable ones.

Allowing myself to feel the wholeness of my experiences, including the pain, sorrow and grief, I also felt so much more joy, freedom and LOVE.

I feel more free being my whole authentic self.

My analytical mind needed to understand the science before I could trust the process because honestly some of this seemed very woo-woo and I’m a very practical logical thinker. What I learned blew me away as it was so contrary to what I (and most of us) was taught growing up. This is when I began taking courses in polyvagal theory (nervous system regulation), neuroscience, meditation, somatic and hypnotherapy. And it lights me up to share all that I’ve learned to my clients.

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When we heal ourselves, we help heal those around us and the planet herself.

Imagine a generation of children who grow up in tune with their bodies, trusting their intuition, encouraged to process their emotions, able to self-soothe and care for themselves intuitively, courageous enough to set boundaries and strong enough to speak up for themselves. I imagine a world rooted in love....and it starts with ones Self. This vision is my motivation.