Dear Reader,

I’m incredibly happy to announce that, despite having the flu for the past few weeks, I’ve been doing really well with little to no FND symptoms. Inspired by this month’s Everyday Woman, Jodie, I’ve taken back control of my health through healthy eating and movement. This has meant being mindful of what I’m eating and using our home gym with my son, doing gentle exercise.

Another important part of my healing has been my faith. That’s why today, I want to share my testimony with you all. I’ve been hesitant to share how becoming a Christian has brought me peace, joy, and so much gratitude for the many blessings in my life. I didn’t want to scare you all away, but when I started this blog, one of my main values was my authenticity, and by withholding or downplaying my faith, I’m not being myself completely. So, I hope you read my testimony with an open mind and heart, and I welcome any questions you might have.

From New Age to Jesus: My Testimony

For years, I searched for meaning, for healing, for something bigger than myself. I followed a path of spirituality that promised enlightenment and answers. I believed that if I meditated enough, manifested hard enough, and faced my demons head-on, I would emerge free of pain and hurt, and able to love and be loved. But in the end, all it gave me was exhaustion, anxiety, and an unbearable weight that I wasn’t meant to carry.

The New Age told me I was my own god. I carried the full burden of my reality. If something went wrong, I believed it was because I had attracted it. If I became unwell, it was my fault for not having the right thoughts or having a low vibration. I spent hours pulling cards, asking guides, consulting pendulums, seeking advice from psychics and reiki teachers in a desperate search for clarity, yet never finding true peace.

The more I sought answers, the more questions arose. The more I tried to heal, the more broken I felt. There was always another ritual, another affirmation, another practice to learn, but never true rest.

Then, life as I knew it changed seemingly overnight. Functional Neurological Disorder (FND) stripped away my ability to walk, to work, to dance, and to create. It was terrifying for both me and my family and friends. I had built my identity around being capable, independent, and strong. Suddenly, I had no choice but to lean on others, seek support, and for the first time be still. And in that stillness, God started whispering.

I had spent so many years rejecting the idea of Christianity, convinced that it was full of outdated rules and judgment. But, one day while scrolling through videos on YouTube I came across a video that was the testimony of someone like me. Someone who had lived a life of searching and sin, someone who had leaned into the New Age hoping to find peace and healing. She spoke of the deceptions within New Age, and how it wasn’t until she found salvation in Jesus that she truly found what she’d been seeking.

For the first time, I allowed myself to be curious. I started reading the Bible, and everything I had believed about it was turned upside down. I had assumed it was a book about condemnation, but instead, I found grace. I had thought Jesus was just a prophet, but I saw the undeniable truth and came to believe He was the Son of God. He was real. He was love. And He was what I’ve been searching for all these years.

One night, I lay in bed, the pain throughout my body unbearable, and I cried out to Jesus. I had nothing left to give, no energy left to fight. I begged Him to take my pain away, that I could handle the rest of my FND symptoms if he just helped me with the pain. And He did.

The next morning, I woke up, and the constant, unbearable pain that had plagued me for over 18 months was gone. I was in awe, hesitant to believe, afraid to hope. But as the days turned into weeks, then weeks into months, the pain never returned. I couldn’t explain it, but I didn’t need to. Jesus had healed me, not just physically, but in ways I didn’t even realise I needed.

With Jesus, I’ve found the kind of healing that energy work and manifestation never gave me. I feel true peace and a love that never leaves me. I’ve also found forgiveness. A deep, soul-cleansing forgiveness. And for the first time I can remember, true joy. For years, I’d chased happiness, but now I know that it’s short-lived, it depends on outside events, and it changes with circumstances. But joy comes from within and is a deeper, more lasting feeling that stays even during tough times.

For years, I held onto resentment toward people who’d hurt me in the past and myself. But Jesus has softened my heart. He has helped me forgive, as He has forgiven me. Forgiving someone doesn’t mean forgetting or pretending certain things didn’t happen. It means releasing the poison of anger and resentment that was rotting me from the inside out. It has meant choosing love over bitterness and peace over pain. And it has been the most freeing thing I have ever done.

Since surrendering my life to Jesus, I feel an unshakable peace. The pressure is gone. I no longer feel the need to have all the answers. I no longer need to control everything. I trust God’s timing, His wisdom, His love. And that has changed everything for me and I can see how it’s effect ripples through my family and friends.

My days aren’t perfect. I still have struggles. I still have moments of doubt. But I also have hope and faith.

Every morning, I wake up and thank God for the life He’s given me. I spend time in His word, because it reminds me of who I truly am and who I was born to be. I pour my energy into my husband, my kids, my friends, and the simple joys of life. My heart is full, and I’m no longer searching.

I don’t know what’s next, and for the first time in my life, that’s okay. Because I know that wherever I go, whatever comes my way, I am not alone. Jesus is with me, and that is enough.

This is my testimony. From searching to surrender. From illusion to truth. From New Age to Jesus. And I will never look back.

Take care of yourself,
Linda Higgins x