I finally have the time and mental fortitude to share some moments from my trip! This moment was… absolutely breathtaking. I was about the only plane passenger awake when the sun began to peek over the horizon. This was about 5:30 am eastern time. It almost felt like I was an astronaut, seeing something so sacred, so silent, and yet it nearly brought me to tears. The colors were mesmerizing and all I could do was stare at the simple beauty in it. I took a silent moment to welcome the day, I gave gratitude for a safe trip, and I called out to the spirits of the place to feel me and hopefully, welcome me. I brought no tools of my craft with me. It was just me, my energy, and all the worlds. Such a humbling moment. Sometimes, there are moments that shake us. Some are gentle, some are not. It’s the noticing and appreciating that matter. A mentor of mine would say: What you appreciate, appreciates. Meaning, what you give gratitude to, grows in value. The sun rises every morning and very few honor it. They take it for granted. They push past it to begin their day or sleep the day away. Truthfully, I’d never paid much attention to it all my life. It wasn’t until I embodied Druidry that I realized how deeply entrenched into the zombie society I was. I realized that I craved a life of meaning, partnership, and peace. None of those things are found in our modern society. And few will find the courage to break away from it. But one thing I have found to be true in my life is: You can’t create anything new without DOING anything new. This incredible version of the sunrise reminded me of that. Almost a promise that all is possible if we notice, appreciate, and take inspired action on behalf of ourselves and our dreams. What inspired action can you take today??

In my experience, I have found that what I reject out of fear is actually a portal that I’m supposed to walk through. I was taught that fear is something negative. That I’m not supposed to walk toward, but something to avoid. So, I avoided all the parts of myself that I was told to hate. My shadows. Even things I felt in my soul were truth, I avoided because of what someone else might think of me. Or because it challenged things I’d learned throughout my life. I harbored deep loathing for myself because I pretended to be what others expected me to be while desiring to simply be myself. As I reflect on my life this beautiful Becoming morning, I can clearly see where facing fears in the past was what I needed to do, but I pushed it away. And that portal would come back around. Over and over until I surrendered to it. Whether the fear was around religion, being too much, being not enough, detox, healing, magick, or sex, everything I suppressed has found another way to come forward. What I’ve learned through my own experience is that if I encounter something that I fear, I might automatically dismiss it. But I usually catch myself and reframe it to: I’m not ready for this today. This leaves the door open to explore later when it might begin to resonate. I use this photo because I have an enormous fear of roller coasters. Yes, I went on this coaster. No, I did not think it was fun. But my hubby did. You can see him at the back of the train. Having the time of his life. I found that there were coasters I enjoyed. Because I experienced them. Instead of standing outside of them, I dove in and rode them. It was okay to like some and not others… at this time. But there may be a day where I can love them all. The same stimulus that I fear is something loved by someone else. It’s not about the content of the fear, it’s about the internal reason for the resistance. Following the thread of the fear back as far as you can see it will help you understand why it’s even there.

I was cleaning out my bathroom cabinet, listening to The North Star, and this passage hit me. We all chose this time to incarnate for a purpose. In all the intrusive darkness, the low vibrational energy in the world now, we chose to come here. We all play a role in the evolution of our world. Some are beacons. It is prophesied that 144,000 Souls are here to guide the masses from the darkness and into the next phase of human evolution. We have already crossed a threshold we cannot come back from. It might be true, that things will get worse before they get better, but I see potential in the Present. “We must gather up our lost Souls and return to Life. True Life.” I feel this deeply. It’s woven into my very DNA, spoken of in my personal Soul Code. What I’m finding is, our lost Souls want to stay lost. A purpose I once looked at with excitement and wonder has become lonely and sad. I grieve for those who won’t understand. Like in the Bible when Noah warned all he could that the flood was coming. No one paid attention, except to call him crazy. Whether the story is literal or metaphorical, I believe it is metaphorical, it still mirrors our world today. Light workers all over are being called sick in the head or conspiracy theorists or just plain stupid. Just like the story in the first book of the Bible. The beginning. There are those who would rather spy on the Light workers to see for themselves if what they say is true and then every perceived flaw is something to exploit. I am following my path. I am sharing what I know to benefit the lost Souls so they have a life preserver when the floods come. But they turn their back on it. A gold mine of wisdom and experience shrugged off and the lost retreat back into the embrace of intrusions that they allow to control them. Personally, I lived that life for more than 30 years and it SUCKED. I remember thoughts that were not my own speaking out loud to me of how awful I am. Weak. Pathetic. Sick. Miserable. I had no beacon to guide me out. I had to find my own way. And maybe that’s the only way it can happen. Maybe my purpose is not to gather lost Souls, but to hold space so they find a soft landing when they arrive ready and motivated to escape the control of intrusions.

This video very much describes my journey. In 2019, my life came to a screeching halt. My dreams imploded and I was left “stumbling around in the rubble”, as Winsome Clark puts it in Katherine Genet’s books. I can fully see that was where my greatest transformation began. I have dipped my toes into the ancient way my entire life not knowing it. But it was while working in a clinical environment that I started to see the corruption and manipulation of the healing community. Both western medicine (I was a medical assistant) and the alternative healing world (I was a wellness coach) both exhibit the same profiteering behaviors. They are businesses. Businesses that don’t welcome ethical, honest people with a heart for justice. When I left the clinic, I thought it broke me. I thought I had burned to ashes. But something rose from that. As Morghan puts it, you rebuild. And I did. Unknowingly, I began exploring myself and applying my knowledge to my life instead of just teaching someone else’s content. As a wellness coach, I didn’t feel my personal experience with my own health mattered to anyone. And maybe it doesn’t. But the wisdom I now teach, does. I vowed to be the best in my field. Not in an arrogant way, but in a safety net sort of way. A soul that desires healing would have a safe, competent place to land. Not to extort money but to exchange energy. Both sides must be in relationship with the other. I found that a soul not ready for healing does the bare minimum. They lie about doing the work, yet their symptoms and behavior give them away. They pay the fee without usurping the value. I offer wellness, peace, and stability for those ready to commit enough self-respect to their body. I started seeing the patterns and how what came out of the mouth never matched the effort put in. I saw victims crying that it was too hard. I saw women abused that refused to let go of the very thing destroying them. But everyone wants the healing. I know people personally that pout that they suffer daily and yet they never make the effort to change it for themselves. I say that I can’t do it for them. I give everything I have and it is not received. They abandon themselves because it is easier to be uncomfortable than to grow.

🌿 Conversations with the Universe — April 4, 2026 Today, I feel the quiet hum beneath everything. Not loud. Not demanding. But steady… like the heartbeat of the Earth. There is a message moving through me today: “Slow down, so you can feel what is real.” I am being asked to come back into my body. To notice where I have been rushing… performing… pushing forward without presence. Because today is not about force. It is about alignment through awareness. I feel a grounding energy moving through my feet, like roots gently pressing into the soil of my life. Where have I been scattered? Where have I been trying to do too much at once? Today, I am invited to simplify. Not by removing everything… …but by choosing what is truly mine to carry. There is a sacred precision available to me today. A quiet clarity that says: “You don’t need to do more. You need to do what matters—with your whole presence.” I notice that emotions may feel subtle today. Not overwhelming waves… but soft undercurrents. A quiet boredom. A gentle restlessness. A sense that something wants to shift… but hasn’t fully revealed itself yet. And instead of escaping that feeling… I sit with it. Because within that stillness… truth rises. Today is a blessing of recalibration. A return to my center. A soft re-rooting into what is real, steady, and sustainable. I am not behind. I am not missing anything. I am being refined. ✨ Today’s Living Light Action: The Anchor of Presence At any point today, I pause. I place one hand on my heart… and one hand on my lower belly. I take a slow breath in through my nose… and exhale gently through my mouth. And I say: “I return to what is real. I choose what is mine. I move with grounded precision.” Then I choose one single task… …and I do it slowly, fully, and with devotion. No rushing. No splitting my energy. Just presence. Today, I don’t chase the light. I become steady enough to feel it already within me. And from that place… I move.