My Story 🌱

I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself in a long while ~ perhaps because I’ve been in the thick of my becoming for so many years.

Hi ♡

🌱 This is my story

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My name is Faline Kelsey Salisburg. I’m 31 years old, and sometimes it feels like I’ve lived too many lives. For some reason, this life feels like it might be the last time my soul reincarnates on this earth… but who knows 🤷‍♀️

I was born on February 6, 1994, the same day as Bob Marley’s birthday. If we think of who Bob Marley was ~ we know him to have channeled forward-looking Aquarian energy, embodying medicine for the world: awakening, freedom, unity.

In degree theory, 17° Aquarius (where both of our Suns sit) is linked to hope, rebirth, and spiritual vision ~ planting seeds of collective change through inspiration.

Like Bob Marley, I’ve always felt I was here for more than myself. His message resonates with me so deeply.

His mission was to sing against political oppression.

My mission is to guide people out of internal oppression.

I like to think of myself as a messenger to the collective awakening. My coaching, astrology, and healing through lived experience are my channels.

The medicine in my work isn’t in the content but in the energy I carry. Who I am has always been soft, nurturing. My words, my presence, are the frequency that helps guide people back to themselves and shift their inner state of being.

My focus is on internal oppression: the anxiety, the conditioning, the emotional wounds, the disconnection from self.

Where Marley freed people’s outer chains

My role is to help free people’s inner chains.

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🌙 Childhood Roots

I’ve carried this mission deep within my soul since I was little. I remember being five years old, looking at cheap clothes on a rack and thinking ~ Maybe if my mom wore these, she’d be happy. Or seeing a small house and wishing ~ Maybe if my mom lived here, she’d be happy.

Always in a melancholic state, carrying a deep desire for her mental health to get better.

But it never did. Mental illness is a BEAST

Alcoholism is a BEAST.

Addiction is a BEAST

It numbs the pain, but it never heals the demons we’re meant to face. It masks the pain for years until it strips everything you love away ~ even the chance to love yourself.

Maybe it isn’t even “illness” at first. Maybe it’s just too much stress, too much to carry at once, with no time to heal. Or maybe just no guidance to heal. Perhaps when we don’t do the inner work, our mental health declines and turns into illness. Maybe alcohol and drugs is just the band-aid.

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⚡ My Breaking Point

At 20, after watching my mom fall into the mental health system for year’s, I found myself spiraling too. Stress, fear, and avoidance of emotions convinced me I was turning into her. I thought I had schizophrenia, like I’d been told she did (later confirmed: bipolar manic depression with possible schizophrenia; paranoid delusions).

I thought I was losing my mind.

The truth was: I was stressed, terrified of failing on a goal I set out for myself; living alone in my own apartment; responsible for every piece of it; 2 new kittens; all the while ~ full of unspoken pain.

I began panicking at the sight of knives, at a clock ticking, at the smallest things. I carried the internal agony silently ~ until one day, I couldn’t even tell myself my name in the mirror.

That was the breaking point. When I asked myself:

“Who am I?” … and had no answer.

That’s when I knew I needed help. But it wasn’t antidepressants that brought me back. It was remembering who I was.

And something inside me spoke: You are cheating yourself out of your own happiness. Another voice followed: If I got myself here, I can get myself out.

My dad handed me a newspaper article with the words:

“I am Calm, cool, and collected.” Said it about 100 gazillian times a day until panic started to dissipate little by little

That became my anchor.

I turned to affirmations, subliminals, reiki, healing sessions, aromatherapy, CBT… and I discovered the power of thought.

Within months, I was free of panic.

Within a year, I no longer lived with crippling anxiety.

And a foreshadowed divine intervention the first week of living on my own~ a stranger on Craigslist who gifted me The Secret in a microwave. That book landed in my hands at the exact moment I was beginning an unknown chapter, and guided me when I thought my world was falling apart.

That synchronicity showed me the universe had my back.

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🌿 My Path as a Healer

And I realized: this was the foundation of my mission. To help people find the way back to themselves.

I went on to become an RN. I failed my first semester. I never gave up. Sabotaged myself over and over. Depended on stimulants to push through. Failed my boards twice.

But in that breaking point, I found life coaching. Coaching helped me remember who I was ~ to reframe my thoughts and reconnect to myself.

Around that time, a friend reached out. He saw the healer in me before I could. I didn’t believe that I was then. I urged him to speak with my life coach instead. But when I look back at my messages to him, I realize I was coaching before I even knew how. It was who I was. Who I am.

He passed the day after reaching out.

I was devastated. Traumatized. I did everything I could to help him, but it wasn’t enough. His passing became the catalyst for my deep dive into mediumship and learning my ego from my spirit.

Shortly after, I quit my ER tech job, trusting divine timing. I spent a year babysitting my nephew ~ another divine intervention. I told myself: It’s okay, my funds may run out… but I’ll pass and that’s what I set out to do.

And I’ll do just that. I held faith in the unknown.

And a few months later, during an eclipse, I passed my nursing boards ✨

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🔥 Awakening Through Loss

But even nursing ~ that RN credential ~ was only part of what I was meant to do.

I went on to travel as an RN, first assignment ~ amazing; second one ~ a nightmare. I was there for 8 weeks only; and it was a turning point I’ll never forget: A patient died under my care in 2021. I had been at their side all night, only to step away briefly to handle an on-call issue. The autopsy; the meetings back and forth; the root cause analysis ~ showed nothing we did caused it, but the experience cracked me open.

I went on a spiritual retreat in Sedona shortly after, dumped my stims down the toilet before my flight and when I came back, I stepped fully into my nurse coach career.

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🌍 Why I Do This Work

Now, I’m learning the depths of myself and my true potential. I’ve witnessed clients break free of demons they thought they’d never escape. And I see so clearly: everything I went through was so I could help heal the internally oppressed.

Why alcohol? Because of my mom.

Why men more than women? Good question. I’ve asked myself this too 😹

Perhaps ~ Because of my friend Dubie, who saw the healer and coach in me before I could see it in myself and I’ve lost too many male friends and see the pain they carry

Why mindset work? Because I lost mine 🙃 and have learned tools to build it back, one neuron at a time.

Why coaching? Because I’ve lived in these experiences and wanna help you through them too

And as I’ve dabbled in my coaching practice ~ I’ve noticed a theme ~ perhaps it’s Dubie up there saying ~ heal my people

And this theme however ~ has hovered over the mental health of men.

Men are told to hide their emotions from their first cry in life. And I see too many dying from drugs and alcohol because of it. Too many afraid to heal; unsure if it’s weak.

And for some odd reason ~ I’ve had more male clients in my coaching container than I do females.

I’ve reasoned maybe it’s because: Females are in every healing container out there. And there’s just not enough for men.

And for that; I’m honoring this pattern.

That’s why I’m here ~ to remind men (and all people). But I feel especially called to work with men, because I rarely see them in coaching spaces.

And also ~ let’s face it: our healing women need healing men.

It’s time to strip away what you’ve been told.

Because

It’s okay to feel.

It’s okay to be vulnerable.

It’s okay to heal.

And so soon, I will launch

Root to Revibe 🌱

~ my offering to the world.

(Women can definitely join too ~ no worries 😊)

Same essence. Liberation. Healing. Wholeness

But talk soon ~the divine called 📞 me on my auralite 23 to talk some bidddnesss