What Travel Ball Taught Me About Soul Care

If you’ve ever been a sports mom, you know it’s not just a pastime — it’s a lifestyle. Travel ball has its own rhythm: the long drives, the hotel weekends, the endless bleachers, and the community that builds around the field. For years, it consumed my world. And as an empath and intuitive, it also taught me one of the deepest lessons of my life: the absolute necessity of soul care.

The Compulsion to Belong

For people like me, feeling part of something bigger is second nature. It’s a beautiful compulsion — to lean in, to help, to weave connection. But looking back, I see how easily I lost myself in it.

From early childhood trauma, I learned to be a chameleon — shifting, adapting, making myself fit in with whoever was around me. It became one of my greatest gifts: the ability to connect with all kinds of people, to hold space for personalities of every flavor. It’s part of what makes me good at my work now. But it also became my downfall in the stands.

The Hard Truth

Somewhere along the way, I tricked myself into believing the friendships on the field were deeper than they really were. I thought the care and energy I poured into others would naturally be reflected back toward me and my child. When it wasn’t, it hurt. It was exhausting, emotional, and if I’m honest — I felt deceived.

But here’s the truth I’ve come to see: I wasn’t betrayed. I had just lost my footing. I had tried to blend in as a muggle when in reality, someone like me — an empath, an intuitive, a soul-sensitive woman — simply can’t sustain that kind of constant shape-shifting without paying the price.

The Lesson

In the end, travel ball became one of my greatest teachers. It showed me exactly where my edges are. It reminded me that just because I can hold deep space, hang with the best of them, and pour my heart into others — doesn’t mean that’s where my soul gets filled.

My soul is nourished in different spaces, with different people. With women who value depth, ritual, and meaning. With those who want to slow down, not just run faster. With people who meet me where I really am — not the chameleon version.

Why Soul Care Matters

What I know now is that soul care isn’t optional for women like me. It’s the anchor that keeps us steady when we’re tempted to disappear into everyone else’s expectations. Soul care is remembering who you are and creating the rituals, the boundaries, and the spaces that bring you back to center.

This is the work I now hold inside The Soul Apothecary. Helping women like me — women who give, adapt, and care deeply — to find their way home to themselves again.

Because the truth is, you can belong to something bigger without losing yourself in the process.