Category: Reflections

Its About the Journey

5/6/2021

Meditation, Thursdays & Manifesting

For as long as I can remember I’ve been a fan of Thursdays. Not because Thursdays in themselves are all that great, but because they lead to Fridays.

Back in the day, when I worked a Monday through Friday job, Friday was a big deal. That was kind of a long ago, even before I was married or had kids. I always looked forward to Friday night because I usually had something fun planned either with friends, or to take myself out to dinner, watch a movie, or whatever. I loved staying up late on Fridays and sleeping in on Saturdays whether I was going out or not.

Energy UPdate - Release Old Memories

1/6/2021

Events, people and emotions from your past are likely resurfacing now or will be soon. These are memories you thought were resolved, put away or had already been dealt with. You are being asked to re-examine traumas, family secrets and possibly difficult memories as part of your process for growth. You may see little reminders, signs, pictures, articles, headlines, movies, etc., make their way to your awareness in an uncanny way that reminds you of something from your past as it tip toes back to be dealt with in a different way. It needn’t stick around for long, it’s just popping back in to be neutralized with new and fresh understanding.

The Mirror

12/2/2020

Message of the Hawk

11/15/2020

I have been blessed to have the energy of the Hawk walking beside me now for a couple of years. Recently a friend of mine has noticed that she is being visited regularly by a hawk. Having lived in her home for years, she doesn't recall this happening before and has been expressing awe and curiosity about the occurrences.

This morning, as I sat contemplating and trying to understand a crystal message I was to deliver to the collective today, my eyes landed on a hawk feather resting on the cabinet under my TV. I crossed the room and picked up the feather I was gifted a few months ago (one of many serendipitous and freaky-cool occurrences this past summer) and just held it.

I Vote

10/9/2020

This message came to me almost verbatim while on a walking meditation as I pondered the usefulness of political signs in yards. As we approach the upcoming presidential election it seems odd to me that we are asked to choose sides and perpetuate a system of polarity.

** Whenever I get messages while walking, I use my phone's voice memo or notes application, and dictate it via seri as it comes through.

Finding My Big Girl Pants & Making Changes Suck Less

9/8/2020

Unless you’ve been living under a rock for the last six months, you’ve probably experienced some changes lately. Actually I take that back. The only thing I know of that lives under rocks are roly polies, at least that’s how it goes in my yard. And I don’t think much changes in their world, but then again, what do I know about roly polies?
I think it’s safe to say that unless you’re a roly poley, this shit-show we call 2020 handed you some changes.

Perfectly Imperfect

7/2/2019

I’ve been thinking about what it means to lead an authentic life lately. The words “authentic life” have been buzzing around the internet and in news articles lately, but what does it really mean?
Last September when I was diagnosed with breast cancer...

Mother's Day Reflection -- Looking Back on My Warrior Days

5/12/2019

This morning I was thinking of something I wrote years ago describing what it was like to be a single mother of two. After a little digging, I was able to get a copy of it. It was posted on my MySpace blog eleven years ago on June 10, 2008. That would have made Rachel 9 and Megan 14. Even as hectic as life was back then… I kind of miss it. Here’s to my daughters for changing my life in the most fantastic, transformative awesomely unimaginable ways!!

I'm Not Hungry But I Could Eat

4/11/2019

I used to love going to Uncle Charlie’s house. He and my aunt Mildred lived about 5 hours and three mountain passes away from our trailer (eh hm… I mean, mobile home) in Tumwater. We made the trip a couple times a year to visit, relax and enjoy their way of life for a few days. The trip itself was part of the adventure. I remember the first time we made the trip, riding in the back of John’s boxy yellow Volkswagen Rabbit. That time it was close to Christmas 1980 and the passes were almost impassable, which made for a scary ride. My mom must not have wanted to drive the passes in the snow so we left her AMC Pacer she named Punkin’ (because it was a burnt orange color) at home. Oh how she loved that car! I was always a little embarrassed to drive it, but it least it had an 8 track player.

The Pink Bracelet

11/22/2018

I woke up Monday morning and rolled over in bed. Light was just starting to come through the window, which meant I had slept later that I realized. As I flopped my arm out of the now too hot covers, I noticed I was wearing a pink bracelet with my name on it. I was so tired the night before I must have missed one.