Hi, I’m Laura Chacon—a 47-year-old Christian woman, mom to Gabriel (26) and Naomi (14), wife to my beloved Berny, and an entrepreneur with over 20 years of experience working with women’s communities online. I’ve had the honor of supporting women from diverse backgrounds, races, and belief systems, and for the past 16 years, I’ve been a passionate health advocate devoted to holistic healing.
I grew up in a world where medicine was handcrafted with love and wisdom. Watching my grandfather—a healer and licensed pharmacist in one of the world’s five blue zones, Costa Rica—I learned that true wellness goes far beyond treating symptoms. It’s about nurturing the body, mind, and spirit as one.
For over 50 years, my family owned and operated a prestigious apothecary—the only one in our county. We blended herbal wisdom passed down through generations with the best of modern medicine. Our apothecary wasn’t just a place to fill prescriptions—it was a space of care, education, and healing. That legacy deeply shaped how I view health: as both ancient and evolving, sacred and scientific—and how I relate to others with love and compassion when they are not well.
But my own healing didn’t truly begin until October 23, 2019—just six days before my 42nd birthday—when I confronted deep childhood trauma during a Holy Spirit–guided healing session with two amazing Christian women. Something had been locked inside of me for years—blocking joy, peace, and clarity. My body and mind translated that pain into a storm of symptoms and emotions that slowly drained every bit of hope, joy, and strength I had. I was walking through dark valleys, catching only brief glimpses of peace that never lasted.
I’ve battled chronic illness, mental health challenges, and multiple food allergies since childhood. And as an adult, the weight of motherhood, marriage, and entrepreneurship only made things heavier. It felt like every day brought a new, unexplained symptom. Nothing helped. No doctor, therapist, or practitioner could explain what was happening. Diagnoses ranged from IBS to generalized anxiety disorder—labels that made me feel unseen and even question my own sanity.
One of my lowest moments came after two years of allergy treatments with no lasting relief. I sat across from the country’s most renowned allergist when he asked me:
“What happened to you when you were three years old?”
My world crumbled.
That question shattered my hope for a quick fix. I knew I had endured abuse, abandonment, and rejection—I had several Adverse Childhood Experiences (ACEs) checked off. My parents had divorced when I was three, and the memory of seeing my father leave was one of the saddest I carry.
I didn’t want to revisit that pain. I didn’t want to dig through memories—I just wanted a solution.
A pill. A diagnosis. Something—anything—that could finally make me feel “normal,” if such a thing even existed.
Everyone else looked “normal,” and I was desperate to know what that felt like.
To sleep through the night.
To eat without fear.
To feel at peace.
I just wanted to feel alive—
Not merely survive another day.
I left that office discouraged and heartbroken. There was no magic pill that could fix me.
During the healing session, we got to that moment—age three. And I froze. Marilyn, the healer, asked me to remain open and to pray. She gently told me that she could feel that I had made a decision at that moment—when my father left—and that it could be the key to unlocking the knot inside of me.
I prayed, even though I had no faith it would work.
It felt impossible to remember something so distant and buried.
Frustration began to rise within me—but I kept praying… and then, it happened.
Suddenly, the memory came back.
A volcano of emotion erupted inside me.
It was terrifying.
I thought I might choke.
I wanted to stop it—it felt like too much to handle.
But both Nela and Marilyn gently encouraged me to let it all out.
I reached for Nela… held on… and then it came.
The pain.
The darkness.
The excruciating sorrow.
I had decided not to be happy again.
I cried for at least 30 minutes, and eventually, all that remained was a single tear sliding down my face.
I wrote it down immediately.
I never wanted to forget that decision.
It had marked 39 years of my life—years of terror, suffering, and anxiety.
I hadn’t lived.
I had survived.
All while more traumas kept piling up—sexual abuse, abandonment, the constant feeling of not being cared for, not being special, not being important.
The reality is, I had many Adverse Childhood Experience (ACE) markers.
But that day… something started shifting.
As my birthday approached, I began to feel something I had never truly known before: peace.
I slept.
I started to love the night.
My healing had begun.
I made a recording after leaving that session on October 23, 2019—because that day, I overrode the decision I had made at three years old with a new one:
“I will never live that way again. I choose to live in the fullness and freedom that the Holy Spirit gave me as a beautiful gift.”
Although the path to healing is often lonely and misunderstood, my daily work with women online made me painfully aware that I wasn’t the only one. So many women—now dear friends—had silently suffered chronic illness, anxiety, panic attacks, trauma, and abuse. And far too many of them didn’t survive. I mourned each one. Cancer. Heart and pulmonary diseases. Broken spirits.
By the end of 2024, I knew—it was time to rise.
HerHealingCircles (HHC) was born out of my calling to continue speaking to women—and now, to a broader audience beyond my comfort zone—to bring hope and share resources that truly work.
This is a sacred space built on three healing pillars: body, mind, and spirit—the very areas God led me to restore in my own life.
It’s the space I longed for in my darkest seasons.
A nurturing circle where women come together to heal, grow, and transform from the inside out.
Together, we rise.
We remember who we are.
We support one another as we reclaim the joy, peace, and power that were always meant for us.
And as we heal, we don’t just change our lives—we shape a new legacy.
One of love, faith, and wellness passed down to the generations that follow.
Healing is a lifelong journey—but you were never meant to walk it alone.
Take me—and many other women—alongside you as we learn more, heal deeper, and rise higher into the lives we were created to live.
There’s so much to unlearn—old habits, outdated beliefs, and misinformation we once trusted.
And there’s so much more to discover—emerging science, new paths to healing, and deeper truths to believe and apply.
Don’t let past experiences, doubts, or fear keep you from exploring what could bring you healing.
You don’t have to believe exactly what I believe—just be open.
Because when healing comes, it meets you right where you are.
Here, you’ll find love, safety, and acceptance for who you are—and where you are—on your healing path.
✨ Just give it a chance.
A year from now, you’ll be so glad you said yes.
With love,
Laura Chacon
Founder, Her Healing Circles & CEV Publishing LLC
One Response
Laura, your story is powerful. The way you faced hardship with courage and turned it into growth is truly inspiring. Thank you for sharing—it gives hope to others walking through their own struggles.