Newsletter — April 11, 2025
/landing in croatia 2024
A year ago today, I landed in Croatia!
Does your iPhone show you memories when you open it? Mine does—and today it brought up photos from Split, Croatia, where I met a group of strangers who became part of a life-changing week.
Looking back, the biggest changes aren’t on the outside (okay, maybe my hair’s a little blonder, LOL)—they’re in my heart.
When I arrived, I carried a bag packed with crystals, an evil eye necklace, and a rosary—each a little piece of how I tried to find peace back then. I believed in God, but I was also clinging to other things for comfort. What I didn’t realize at the time was all I really needed was the rosary—and Him.
I had been fooled. And I think a lot of us have been there.
After walking away from the Catholic Church in the early 2000s, life got dark—broken marriage, broken family, broken spirit—and I drowned the pain however I could. Church didn’t even cross my mind until I found the Episcopal Church: beautiful, welcoming, but if I'm honest, it was "Catholic light."
When we moved to Florida, finding a spiritual home wasn’t easy. That’s when yoga became my new "church"—the postures, the chanting, the community. I bought in completely.
Then I heard about Medjugorje. About Mary. About miracles. I never thought I’d go, but when Anne Vucic invited me, I said yes.
And everything changed.
I left Medjugorje with a new heart—and left yoga, crystals, and the search for God in other places behind. I found Him again in the Church.
Today, my mornings begin with conversations with God and Our Blessed Mother. And I’ve found more peace in prayer than I ever did on a yoga mat.
Funny enough, my coaching business is growing again too. But it’s different now: it’s not me. It’s God putting me where He needs me, to serve others.
If you're searching, don’t give up. And don’t do it alone.
We need each other. And if you ever need help, I’m here.
Wishing you a beautiful weekend — and a blessed Palm Sunday as we begin Holy Week, the most sacred time of the year.
XO,
Bizzy