It began with an epiphany.
I recently had searing clarity surrounding my life path: I teach others how to embody intuitive living.
It sounds so simple when you distill it, yet it took me two years of wandering through my inner soul-wilderness on the island of Kauai to fully see: everything I write, create, jot, muse, imagine, teach, draw, speak- everything I AM- all traces back to being a teacher of intuitive living.
Read MoreRecently I had a realization.
It felt icky and uncomfortable, and there it was anyways.
I realized that I had not been making space for gratitude and that appreciation had weakened in my life, because I get so wrapped up in my personal journey and goals that I miss THE journey.
Read MoreA voice floated in on a tangerine dream, confettied with flecks of white and gold: ‘It is safe to become and be seen as your highest expression of self.’
The sun is peeking through the dappled jungle green, the family is still sleeping tucked into a cozy bundle of human and fur, and I’ve been quietly sipping coffee and contemplating turning 42 today.
It wasn’t that long ago that I was contemplating turning 40.
Read MoreYears ago, close to the end of June, I stood on a mountain top and released a bunch of balloons to symbolize a massive letting go of the past and a new future founded in trusting the path of the heart.
Read MoreMy brother would have been 43 this week. His birthdays are a strange event for me.
Every year that another one passes; I move further down a timeline without his physical presence and wonder who he would have been if he’d lived to see that age.
Read MoreThe purpose of any truth is to learn to live it. To embody it. Own it. Let its veracity become the key to liberating our hearts and beings on a deeper level.
After all, it doesn’t do any good to obtain wisdom, truth, and knowledge if we don’t integrate it into our being.
Read MoreIt’s a sunny day on the island, and though bird songs are always plentiful here, they seem to have increased tenfold over the last month. Riotous melodies and chimerical chirps accompany these words, reminding me to find the joy in day.
It has come to my attention lately, that I’m very good at getting ahead of myself in life.
Read MoreApril is here, and I can feel the subtle shift that comes with the beginning of this fiery Aries season.
Things feel alive and inspired.
Read MoreMarch has come with a bit of a cool front and there’s a slippery, silvery island breeze washing over me, as I sit down to write these words.
I’m quietly excited: this week marks the first edition of Your Heart Magic- something I’ve wanted to get going for a while yet couldn’t quite see my way to and through.
Read MoreIt’s funny how goodness often comes with a side of chaos.
As if the universe works in waves and flows, new individual energy riding the crest of and arriving on a bigger tide of collective energy.
Read MoreHope makes all the difference in regard to the lens with which we view the world.
The jungle is cloudy with unshed rain as I write these words, the roosters are strumming and humming outside my window, and lavender tea cools in my favorite blue mug as I meditate upon my own history with hope.
Read MoreNew day. New year. New possibilities.
I awoke with a sense of anticipation today. 4:00 was a bit too early, but I think I just wanted to breathe in the year of 2019 first thing. I always enjoy the new year, but something feels extra magical about this one. Like it’s going to be a change-point for new direction.
Read MoreI declared yesterday a soul-care day.
It’s been a while since I’ve done an extreme day of self-love, and the other day, as I was writing a list of “soul-care activities” for a course, it occurred to me that I should take my own advice and put it into practice.
Read MoreI have a new book out today, Transformations of the Sun: 122 passages on finding new life after loss, and as I was doing the final proofing of it over the weekend it struck me how artistic of a book it is.
Read MoreThe summer is thick and syrupy right now. Humidity drips from the trees, and there’s a heaviness to the jungle air, which dropping down to the ocean relieves.
Read MoreI once wrote- about 4 months after losing my brother- that my dance with grief had become a 2 steps forward, 5 steps back, side shuffle kind of situation. And I’m feeling that.
Read MoreIt has been four days since we said good-bye to our sweet, old dog, Samwise. He was diagnosed with cancer about a month ago, and though they thought he would have about 6 months left, things went sideways this time last week and quickly spiraled.
Read MoreIt is difficult to trust in uncertain times.
Trust Life. Trust the Process. Trust Spirit. Trust Higher Power. Trust that it will all work out.
Read MoreIt’s funny how small steps can accumulate and lead to bigger things.
We don’t always know where we are going when we take the first step, but years later we can look back and see that we were on a journey the entire time, we just didn’t realize our own destination.
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