Before and After

I’m Keana Lambert.

I teach nervous system regulation as the access point to higher consciousness, self-trust, and full-body transformation. I’ve healed from trauma, chronic illness, and survival-mode living.

My work is rooted in direct experience—physical, emotional, and spiritual—and grounded in what actually creates lasting change. I blend neuroscience, quantum principles, and lived truth to help others reconnect with their bodies, clear inherited patterns, and return to their own inner authority.

I’m 43 years old, and I’ve healed from PTSD, depression, anxiety, high blood pressure, diabetes, childhood trauma, sexual and narcissistic abuse.

I’m still growing and learning, but I’ve healed in ways the medical field told me weren’t possible. I’m here to say: if I can do it, you can too. Change is possible.

I was born into a cult called The Family in a third-world country. My parents joined as teenagers, both escaping abuse in their own homes. Inside the cult, distorted ideas about love, sacrifice, and devotion shaped everything—including my earliest experiences.

My mother was taught that showing “God’s love” meant giving her body, and that asking for donations in return was part of missionary work. We lived communally in Ecuador and Chile for ten years. I was abused from infancy until we were excommunicated in 1991 and returned to the U.S., where the abuse continued—from age 12 to 14, by a family member.

Even after the physical trauma ended, the mental patterns continued. My parents carried the cult’s mindset with them, trying to recreate that environment by surrounding us with former members and extended family. It was chaos, silence, and more trauma.

I learned early:

• Silence keeps you safe.
• My body doesn’t belong to me.
• Love means giving everything and asking for nothing.
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As a teenager, I was withdrawn, suicidal, and ashamed. No one taught me what to feel or how to process what had happened. My parents blamed me for the abuse, and I internalized that shame.

Books became my escape. The library became my refuge, and my love of learning was born there.

I graduated early and started working at 16. But I had no real knowledge of the world—no music, no pop culture, no understanding of how anything worked. We were told to lie about our past, to say we were missionaries. That made it hard to build friendships, and I spent most of my youth isolated and disconnected. 

At 21, I entered the medical field and became a 911 dispatcher, EMT, and medical flight follower. 

The chaos felt familiar. It mirrored the dysfunction I had grown up in—constant crisis, high stress, and no time to process. I performed what looked like success, but I was still disconnected from my body, still surviving.

No one taught us how to live. I taught myself. I failed out of college more than once, not because I wasn't capable, but because I had no foundation. I kept going back. I earned my Associate's in Social Science, then my Bachelor's in Emergency Management Administration, and eventually my Master's in Healthcare Administration.

I believed that if I did everything right, I could finally feel safe. But it came at a cost.

By 19, I had high blood pressure. Then came chest pain, then medications, then more diagnoses: diabetes, high cholesterol, chronic anxiety, depression. I cycled through programs, pills, and plans. Nothing helped.

I weighed over 200 pounds. I was disconnected from my body. I was surviving, but not living.

In 2021, during a routine surgery, everything broke. I had a near-death experience and spiritual awakening. My body and mind collapsed, leaving only awareness.

I saw the patterns. The systems. The inherited beliefs. I saw how trauma shaped my perception of the world—how it created a lens of fear, lack, and negativity. I saw how those beliefs guided my choices, and how those choices kept re-creating the same pain.

I saw how my body was dying from storing unprocessed emotion and unresolved trauma. I saw the separation between my mind, body, and spirit— and how they needed to be reconnected.

I saw that everything that happened in my life had meaning. That I hadn’t failed. That it was all part of a larger pattern.

I made a decision: I was going to live. Or die trying.

And so, I started over.

I walked away from everything, and it was the hardest thing I ever had to do—but it was that or die again. Over the next four years, I let it all burn. I walked away from relationships, roles, and patterns that couldn’t grow with me. I left my toxic parents, family, and friends—every one of them—and I didn’t look back. If it didn’t support my healing, I released it.

Disclaimer: This is not medical advice. I came off every medication—cold turkey. No tapering. No supervision. That included ten years on Effexor, diabetes drugs, insulin, cholesterol, and thyroid medication. This was my personal decision, and I do not recommend doing this without professional guidance.

I spent every day learning my body, facing my past, and moving through layer after layer of grief and release. I didn’t punish myself to heal. I was present.

I released over 60 pounds—not through dieting, but by reconnecting to my nervous system and learning how to listen. I stopped overriding my body, and my body finally felt safe.

I chose to live. Not survive. To stop performing. To stop fixing. To stop carrying. To choose myself—fully.

I rewired my brain, my body, and my life.

Now, I move with purpose, passion, and peace. My body is healing. My mind is open. I see possibilities that were once invisible to me.

I’m not here to sell you a dream. I’m here to tell you the truth: You are not broken. You are remembering.

Everything I offer—books, tools, words, practices—is rooted in lived experience and the science and spirituality that helped me come back to myself.

If any part of it helps you too, I’m grateful you’re here.

Thank you for reading.