Cutting Ties vs Pulling Up The Stakes

Transforming Fear of Failure from Foe to Friend

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I am moving out of my office at the end of this month and committing to altering the paradigm of my business. I know I said this a few months ago, but I still held on to a bit of my old business as some kind of a backup plan, or the remnants of all the voices in my life that told me that I couldn’t ever be that successful.

In my dreams, my fear of failure always shows up as a bear.

How I Healed Myself From Being A Healer

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I have had both an amazing and a difficult time the last couple of weeks since I realized I healed myself of being a healer. I knew this at some level before, but had not put it into such a succinct statement. My entire life has been a journey to heal others (and myself) in the most efficient and effective ways possible.

I have been doing a couple of #365projects on Instagram – posting once a day for a healing prayer or sorts, which I call a Creation Invocation, and once a day for my word of the year: circle. I didn’t post this weekend

Screaming Love In The Shadows


I am done whispering. I need to scream. If you ever needed proof that we each create our own realities, we all have it now. My professional reputation has been that of the “Body Whisperer.” I use very gentle touch to clear up people’s pain and trauma. I usually put forth an effort to write and speak with grace, as I see and feel people at the soul level. The United States just elected its shadow to be its leader, and all of my usual meditation, oneness, imagination, magic, play in the quantum field, and fairy dust can’t change that today.

Mirror, Mirror, In The White House







I am a puddle of tears today. I am not normally like this. I am usually the rock solid one who doesn’t cry very often. I have thrived in viewing the election through intuitive, archetypal and astrological lenses. I love the symbolism of apples, the astrology of Eris, the contest between Poseidon and Athena that resulted in the naming of the city of Athens, and comparing Medusa to myself and all of the “nasty women” I know.

However, since watching the first presidential debate between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump, I have had some unexpected feelings bubble up. I feel as if my own glass ceiling is about to shatter and I am not sure my husband and sons will recognize me afterward. As Hillary Clinton sits on the verge of being elected President of the United States, I can say that it is truly different to have a mirror of yourself as the leader of the free world.

My Post-Election Healing Strategy

That You Can Live By Daily

As I feel more sure about the outcome of the presidential elections in the U.S., I am still uneasy about the aftermath. I had one scared child in my house last night. He loves following politics. He is frightened for our country. He is also frightened by where we live, in New Orleans. Violent crime is high here, and in the last two weeks, two of those violent crimes took place one block from our usually quiet street. I am not as unsettled by the events close to home, as they seem to have been targeted crimes, but gunshots before bedtime are not comforting in any way.

Six Reasons Trump’s Rise and Demise Make Perfect Sense

And Why Women Will Win


It can be difficult to make sense out of a lot of things in life. I believe that there is always sense to be made, though the answers may not be comfortable to popular. The power to transform negative situations lies in stepping back to see the big picture. Here are some reasons that Trump’s candidacy and his recent demise make perfect sense.