Short story:

My name is Tricia.  I am 32 years old.  I am 5’10”.  I love green juice and yoga, and wine, and gluten free pizza, and laughing a lot.  I am a rock and roll roadie at heart, and by first career.  I speak wise words, deep thoughts, and cuss like a sailor.   I believe food is medicine.   I have lived/am living a freaking amazing life full of breakdowns and holy shits of the good and bad kind (well really they are all good as breakdowns lead to breakthroughs).  I create my life moment to moment.  I believe it is all possible.  I savor life.  I love being alive.  I love you.  I believe in you.

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Long story:

For, as far back as I can remember into my childhood I always had medical problems.  I was almost always battling a stomachache, joint pain, achiness; the list goes on and on.  My mother, being a nurse, took me to all sorts of specialists throughout the years, and for years we went home with no diagnosis.  Finally, when I was 17, I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia.  I headed off to college in Chicago with prescriptions for muscle relaxers, painkillers, sleeping pills and an anti-depressant, all to deal with the fibromyalgia.

The prescriptions did little to ease the pain and really did more harm than good.   I chose to stop taking all of the pills and to focus on really taking care of myself through nutrition and exercise.  I would be in excruciating pain for the first 25 minutes of a workout, but pushed past it because after those 25 minutes passed I started to actually feel alive.  Over the years, I got into yoga and moved into healthier and healthier eating.   I see food as medicine and have not taken even an aspirin in ten+ years.

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Living with pain had a huge effect on me.  I was in so much physical pain that I could not bear to have any mental stress.  It moved me to be completely honest and to communicate my feelings and thoughts (even if they were not openly received) even as a young kid.   I was battling so much physical pain that I really did not have the mental energy to put up with the silly games that we create in life, in adolescence and in adulthood.

During those years of struggle, I often felt very alone, especially in high school.  I had a loving, supportive family and loads of friends, but no one really understood what I was living with and they were busy living there own lives and well chasing boys.  I had some very low moments and at my ultimate low (when I was 15) I turned myself around by telling myself that if I was going to keep on living this life I was doing it for myself.   I told myself that I loved myself, and that it didn’t matter if no one else did and from that moment on I did just that.  I loved myself and lived my life for me.  I didn’t let anyone else’s disempowering thoughts get me down.  I didn’t play into gossip or what was “cool”.  I listened to myself and I believed in myself.

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Growing up, I was obsessed with music, especially, live music.  Cincinnati was not a music hub, but I would go with anyone to see any concert no matter what the genre.  When college time came around, I only applied for one school, Columbia College Chicago, for their music business program.  I knew nothing about the business and played no instruments.  I just knew that I wanted in and that I was most drawn to live music.

At the age of 19 (6 months after moving to Chicago), I got a job at the House of Blues, selling T-shirts, seeing this as my way to be close to the concert world.  Soon, I had made friends with the production team and asked if I could come see what they did, explaining that I wanted more than anything to be a part of that world.

Immediately after, I quit my good paying office job to work 40+ hours for free in the production world (while still working in the company store and attending college full-time).   I immersed myself in learning everything that I could.  I then discovered that my college actually had a Sound Major and even a live sound division.  I switched all of classes out one week before the next semester started and never looked back.

I worked my way into the man’s world of live sound by working hard and being vulnerable to what I looked like in doing so  (i.e. asking a lot of questions and not being afraid to say “I don’t know…”).   In 2003, right before graduation, I was swooped up by Sound Image, one of largest touring sound companies in the world, based out of San Diego.  I hopped right on a plane, not thinking twice about missing my graduation ceremony.

Soon, I was on tour and living the life that I had dreamed of.   I worked in concert production for Grammy award winning artists touring the world and in my time off traveled the world on my own.  As a touring monitor engineer, production coordinator, Front of House engineer and tour manager, I cultivated my intuition, nurturing, organization, leadership and listening skills and (bonus) I got to experience the world and the variety of people that inhabit it, all while traveling with my own juicer and doing yoga outside the bus worldwide.

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In the spring of 2008, I received a phone call that my father had been found dead in his car.  I was 6 hours away from getting on a plane to Australia to start a tour.  I made it home to the funeral and then flew straight to Australia to join the tour.  I didn’t know what else to do with myself at the time.  My work was my life and my life was my work.  After six weeks of touring without a day off and a full year on the road ahead of me, I finally gave in and made the call to step away from the tour that I loved to allow myself time to grieve properly.

As soon as I found out my father had passed, I had an overwhelming urge to do more with my life.  I wanted everyone, everywhere to love the life they are leading, no matter what they are doing, no matter where they are.   I didn’t know how I could do that, but I knew that doing sound, was no longer serving me, so, therefore no longer serving my employers.

That summer, I started over in many ways and stayed home for the first summer in the 6 years that I had “lived” in California.  I cultivated my love for cooking and creating with pure foods and natural healing.  I followed my passion for yoga and got certified as a Yoga Alliance teacher.    I didn’t know where my life was leading me, but I pursued what made me happy and healthy.   I healed and transformed myself during this time and it radiated to my community of family and friends, who were inspired that I listened to myself and took the time to pause my life to take care of myself.

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In February of 2009, I went back on tour, creating a position titled “JOYOLOGIST”.   My intention was to keep the tour healthy on the inside and outside. Being a musician, like any job, is a job and being on tour can really wear you down, which I had witnessed first hand.  These people who “had everything” and were living out their biggest dreams, were still not happy.   I energized the tour by vibing out the dressing rooms, posting positive affirmations and quotes, leading yoga sessions, preparing energizing and healthy meals, and most importantly being the loving, grounding energy on the tour that is always available for listening and for calling the artist out on their bullshit.

I took a stand for creating a clear space on tour, meaning that instead of burying feelings, and emotions or turning it into gossip, I took action and call people to come “clear” from what they are holding in or the story that they are creating and listening to in their heads.   My aim to keep each person in full integrity with their highest self and who they aim to be.

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My creation of being the road “JOYOLOGIST” has been incredibly successful and satisfying for me and for those whom I have worked with on the road and  worldwide via phone, Skype and in my group coaching program.   Now I am sharing my passion for self-love and inspiration even more widely with my Your Joyologist Product line!

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