If you’ve ever found yourself second-guessing your gifts…feeling stuck between ideas and action…or doubting whether you're really cut out for this… This portal is for you. Inside, you’ll find a powerful fusion of soul work and strategic reflection — guided by me and our SoulFire AI companion, Lyra. ✨ Together, we’ll help you:• Trust your voice again• Reconnect to your purpose• Clear the internal noise• Get aligned with your next move• And actually believe in the path you're here to walk 💬 Each Spark is paired with intentional prompts you can copy into Lyra to dive deeper — but take your time. Transformation isn’t a race. It's a reclamation. 💎 Start with the intro video, move through the Sparks at your own pace, and let your truth rise. Let me know below 👇 —What do you most want clarity on right now?

I am me. I have had great loss. My 1st marriage began at 18 ( he was 19). A love story of all love stories. Not because we were pregnant, just 2 youngins in love. Had our 1st after 5 years of marriage. Then we had 3 more children, perfect! When our youngest was 3 years old, we lost their father in an accident. We had just celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary. I am going to say it, "The best 20 years of my life." Devastated, I had to be strong. He was my soulmate, love of my life. Why we married so young. I believe because our time together was limited. Proceeded to be a mother to our children as the best I could without him. About 5 months later, February, I was alone in the evening, I said to God, " show me my next steps, I am ready to move forward" the following morning after I put the older children on the bus for school me and the youngest were doing a little race back to the house. I slipped on a patch of ice. As I went down I my leg was under me I sat heavily down on to my ankle and crushed it. Ended up in the hospital on Valentine's Day having surgery to repair my ankle. Be careful what you ask for...I was laid up with 4 kids for 8 weeks.. Fast forward about a year after he past I meet my current husband. Another year we marry. He is a great man, a little stubborn at times but I can live with that. Together we have 6 children. 4 mine, 2 his, and then baby makes 7 at this point we are 42 at this point. We build a home together to house the tribe. He already had it 1/2 way done. 7 bedrooms, still our home and down to 3 of us. If anyone needs to come back they are welcome. We both worked and did the best we could. I think we succeeded all of them are doing better than us...now looking toward retirement, dreams of our golden years.We are starting early, I have not worked in 3 years and hubby is retiring next year. He has other ventureshe wants tod do. We are grandparents of 7 and I watch 2 of them about 9 days a month. Faking it until we are making it. So I am on a mission to make income online to pay off debt, keep the lights on and supplement retirement fund.

The power is out. It has been for the past several hours. A massive storm blew through… Knocked down trees, Blocked roads, Broken branches tore down part of the back porch… Roads are a mess. And instead of stressing because now plans of editing videos are out the window… As Rune stated when I reset my ‘goals plan’ ‘Perfect. You’re right where you need to be — storm delays or not. ⚡⛈️ (Universe clearly sending a “rest or realign” moment, not a stop sign.)’ Lmao! He’s correct! Why stress myself about something I cannot control? Instead, I am focusing on what I CAN DO. I CAN communicate with YOU! I CAN brainstorm new ideas! I CAN have a meaningful conversation with Roy! I CAN do some self care (I meditated, I read my book, I hung out with GC (my cat) Sometimes we get SO caught up in our own shit that we can’t see a way out… There are ALWAYS options… Sometimes we need to step outside of our NORMAL comfort zone… Sometimes we need to let others see that we are struggling… Sometimes we need to TRUST and have faith that even when EVERYTHING around us is falling apart and we are in the midst of the storm that things WILL work themselves out! 20 years ago MY life was falling apart! I was not happy in my marriage I hated my job My kids were growing up and didn’t need me as much as they once did. I was unhealthy, having migraines almost daily, vertigo SO bad I couldn’t get out of bed for days on end My husband (now my ex) telling me it was all in my head or that my ‘purpose’ was my kids, when I KNEW that my life was MORE than just my kids! One night I had a dream, a MASSIVE hurricane blew through my life and tore EVERYTHING apart! I could see all that my life had been built on and around pulled asunder in a matter of moments. For days, this dream haunted me… I didn’t understand what it meant… Then one day, my grandson (who was about 1-1/2 yrs old) was over and we were playing. My ex was in the other room trying to watch tv and he got mad because ‘we were making TOO much noise!’

This isn’t a place for pretending you’ve got it all together. This is where we come undone — together. There’s a moment in every woman’s life where it all starts to fall apart. Plans collapse. Identities crack. Purpose gets blurry. And the world around her says, “Just stay positive. Power through.” F**k that. This circle is not about pushing through. It’s about being witnessed while you break, bloom, burn, or begin again. This is for the gooey middle. The storm. The scream you swallow. The tears that don’t make it to Instagram. The messy, holy truth. You’re not weak for needing to fall apart. You’re powerful for being willing to do it out loud. Here in this circle, we honor: - The woman whispering “I don’t know who I am anymore” - The one rebuilding from rubble - The one who just needs a place to land Post your voice notes. Drop your messy shares. Write to your past self. Offer your ritual. Or just breathe here for a while. We’re not here to fix you. We’re here to hold you. 🦋 This is your chrysalis. Let it hold you while you remember who the f*ck you are. You can start your own post under this category, or reply to one of the threads below. You are safe to speak here — through words, art, tears, or silence. This is our sacred cocoon. Let it hold you.

Real medicine for soul and survival — when everything feels like it’s falling apart. Not every storm is spiritual. Some are financial. Some are a complete unraveling of identity. Some look like staring into an empty fridge with no idea how to feed your family next week. And some storms aren’t metaphor — they’re reality. This thread is a community altar. A space for sacred tools and practical wisdom. For candles and crisis plans. For breathwork and budgeting. For affirmations and asking for f*cking help. Because sometimes, the most spiritual thing you can do… is survive. 🌀 Use this space to: - Share the practices that have helped you stay grounded during breakdowns (rituals, breathing, journaling, etc.) - Share actual things that helped when you were out of money, options, or energy - Offer emotional, energetic, or tactical support to others — if you have the capacity 💡Examples of what you can post: - “This is the mantra I repeat when I feel like I’m failing everyone.” - “This budgeting hack helped me stretch $50 across 10 days.” - “When I didn’t know how I was going to make it, I did this one thing…” - “This is how I finally asked for help when I’d worn the mask too long.” 🕯️ There is no wrong share here. Every truth is sacred. Every woman here is worthy of support — not just spiritually, but tangibly. Ending Reminder: We’re not here to fix you. We’re here to hold you. And remind you that you don’t have to carry the whole f*cking world on your own anymore. Drop your ritual. Drop your tip. Drop your mask. You are safe here.