I can remember at one point in my life not being able to breathe. Trying to breathe would literally bring up so much fear, anxiety and sadness. It felt like there were memories trapped in my tears I refused to release. And if i did release, I was afraid I would explode. But I knew I had no choice or...I would explode. Or fade into robotic, life siphoning, dulling habits of coping.

I truly hope that you are feeling harmonic and at peace in your heart. The holiday hustle and bustle is on it's way. It seems to creep up and hit all at once, leaving us floored! And then with such chaos having taken over, it seemingly comes to an abrupt end! Then we realize we missed the whole thing.

This is true power. The ability to come home to yourself with love, honesty and compassion. The ability to access your own internal mother-father energy to guide you forward.

This Meditation came to my heart from one of my supporters on YouTube. I am grateful for her honest heart and vulnerability. It is important right now to take time for yourself, away from any screen you own, to tap into the healing balm that is your heart.

At one point in my life, I purposefully dumbed down my joy and infinite abundance of love and insight to make those who couldn't fathom it feel comfortable. But that only lead to me being half of myself and distorting the way I interacted with people.

So I say that the mustard seed of peace you wish to experience is a pause away if you choose to give yourself the permission to stop.,,,

Although I made it to Florida safely, the deep learning in that situation when I look back on it was that I did not create a safe space for my body or mind to experience such a huge transition....

The pain, ache or yearning that feels like an enemy is ignorance…an ignorance that did not get the chance to experience the truth; which is Love.

The layers and layers of self that have been pushed down/ignored for days, months, years, or decades. The noise that ever increases and turns into voices that seem to taunt you, are actually the stories of the pain that ails you.

It’s a time to reveal the depth of our death creating fear; the internal struggle of our weary minds, and the secret joys of our life manifesting hearts. If we do not, we face the same and the cyclical trauma get worse.

I am m grateful for the voice of my body. Especially my little pinky toe who reminded me recently to come home to myself at an even deeper level. My call was for me to slow down and come to a deeper understanding of what I have become.

Anger is the chaos of realization, the precursor to resurrection. -DeeDee Jones If you allow it to be.⁠ There is nothing wrong with the...