This week was full of beautiful and interesting synchronicities. But in the midst of it all I also dealt with some unexpected fears and insecurities that seemed to sneak up out of nowhere.

Can I do this? Am I good enough? What was I thinking? Who will care? These are all fear-based thoughts that can paralyze us if we allow ourselves to stay stuck in them.

But as human beings, these thoughts do occasionally grab hold of us and stop us in our tracks as we walk our spiritual path. The important thing is to move past them quickly and not let them derail us from our purpose.

A few years ago this type of anxiety might have had me down for weeks, but I'm happy to say in less than 24-hours I'm already seeing the folly in these false beliefs and moving on.

Now that I'm moving out of the funk reclaiming my mojo, I can see the purpose and growth that comes from these times of fear and doubt. Yes, they do indeed make us more determined and strengthen our conviction, if we're willing to look at them for what they really are ~ lies we tell ourselves.

But I'm no longer willing to live a lie. No way! I'm moving right past that fear and into the truth of who and what I really am ~ a beautiful expression of Divine Love (and so are you!).

Blessed be!

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I wake up this morning to a warm bed full of furry unconditional love and a little attitude. Strewn around my contorted body are all five of my pets in a humorous display of domestic co-existence.

Lounging on my legs cleaning her tiny gray face with her deadly sharp paws is the little princess of the house BBK (short for Bad Baby Kitty ~ and let me tell you she certainly lives up to her name). She usually doesn't grace me with her presence in bed ~ the couch is her domain ~ so I'm guessing the cats are out of food.

To my right, taking up my husband's place in the bed, is our basset hound Reba who climbs in bed every morning when Dave leaves for work and snores almost as loudly as the he does, making the changing of the guard nearly seamless. Her head is propped up on the pillow and she looks over at me, her hound dog eyes creating a strangely human expression as if saying, "Just five more minutes."

And at the foot of the bed are my two tailless manx cats, Jack and Lucky, practically spooning with my big brown baby Rowan. Rowan is a 10-year-old pound puppy who's grown into one of the sweetest animals I've ever had the honor of loving. She's a bit intimidating to look at ~ a half lab, half pit mix ~ but truth is she's scared to death of cats, so she's curled up into the tiniest ball she can fit her 85-pound frame into and she's trying to be very, very still so as not to draw any attention to herself.

Problem is, sensing her fear, the cats LOVE her (especially Lucky who kisses her on the face and licks her paws making Rowan absolutely crazy). Lucky and Jack are mammoth-sized cats that my husband found in a cemetery as kittens. He brought the whole litter home, along with mama, and this brother and sister duo were too cute to split up, so we kept them both.

Now those adorable little kittens, one black and one orange, each weigh over 15 pounds each and take up almost as much room on the bed as the damn basset hound (who is still snoring by the way).

Uh oh... gotta go, BBK just found her way under the covers ~ this could mean big trouble.
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Life can be difficult. So today I challenge you to be silly and irreverent in the face of life's difficulties.

Today I encourage you to get out there and create some fun. Laugh and play and be ridiculous.

Flaunt your beautiful flaws and interesting imperfections. Embrace all of the seemingly contradictory aspects of yourself and have a blast doing it.

Because we are all at once sacred and silly and should feel free to express all of these parts of yourself without fear or apology. I know I will!
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My Winding Path 10/12/2009
 
Seven years ago today... I was working at a job I hated for an organization with questionable ethics for people I didn't like or respect. My soul was suffocating so I left and found another job.

Five years ago today... I was working at a job I hated for an organization with questionable ethics for people I didn't like or respect. My soul was suffocating so I left and found another job.

Four years ago today... I was working at a job I hated for an organization with questionable ethics for people I didn't like or respect. My soul was suffocating so I left and found another job.

Are you starting to see a pattern emerge here?

Three years ago today... I was working at a job I hated for an organization with questionable ethics for people I didn't like or respect. My soul was suffocating so I left and found another job.

One year ago today... I was working as a freelance writer and project manager (finally, some progress) for an organization with questionable ethics for people I didn't like or respect. My soul was suffocating so I...

... Decided to follow my passion with purpose and I started my own business in the spiritual arts. My little business is still growing, still realizing its full potential in the world. But for the first time in my life I really LOVE what I do.

I love working with metaphysically minded people who, like me, want to grow and expand beyond the limiting reality they've known in the past. I love being my own boss and letting spirit move me to do "the right thing at the right time."

My soul is no longer suffocating. I am breathing in deeply every day the joy that this new life brings me. Now, my soul is soaring!

This weekend I presented some amazing spiritual workshops to an even more amazing group of people. All throughout the process I was in a creative, spiritual space that made the "work" I was doing seem effortless and uplifting.

This morning, still high off of this wonderful experience, I slept in a bit with my doggies curled up beside me. I laid there, warm and cozy, stretching and humming to myself as I literally felt the blessings and possibilities rain down on me from above. (Such a contrast to the dreadful, hectic Monday mornings I experienced when I lived in Corporate America.)

Now I know I am truly blessed. But I also recognize that this blessing is a direct result of my desire to change a painful and self-destructive pattern. I am blessed because I finally recognized that the problem with all those crappy jobs wasn't the job ~ it was me.

Yes, the jobs were terrible. But I chose those experiences didn't I? I chose them because I needed to learn that I didn't belong in that world. Because no matter how hard I tried, I would never belong. I had to learn to stop trying to be what everyone else thought I should be and let my wise soul lead me to my true path.

So ask yourself now... Where is my wise soul trying to lead me? What do my choices and their consequences tell me about who I really am? And what is one thing I can do today to draw myself closer to my true path?
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The sand was cool under my feet as I made my way out to the water. The first of the sun’s rays were just starting to peak out over the low clouds on the horizon.

A few fishermen dotted the shoreline, but the morning was quite, peaceful in a way that can only be grasped during the dawn ~ that in-between time that’s neither night nor day when endless possibilities exist.

I love this time of day. And I’m thankful to have given myself this gift. When I reach the water I’m tempted to jump in right away. But I walk first, letting my toes sink into the sand as the waves roll up to tickle my ankles. The water seems warm in the comparative coolness of the pre-dawn day.

Colorful seashells and broken coral dot the beach like tiny treasures laid out in the most provocative designs. Like some ancient code, they seem to convey a message just waiting to be discovered or read from the sky by the gods themselves.

Occasionally I reach down to hold one of these shells in my hands just to feel it ~ its shape, its ridges and lines ~ before casting it back in the ocean. The birds fly overhead and the sound of the waves lapping in around me quiets my mind and soothes my soul as nothing else does.

I let my thoughts roll in and out like the tides themselves, not holding on to any too long, but letting them recede back into the sea of my mind before they become murky or stagnant.

I’m a good two miles into my walk before I feel my shoulders drop and release the final strands of tension they’ve been holding on to. “You’ve been working too hard,” I tell myself. But the only thing that matters in this time and this space are the waves and the sand and the birds. All other concerns drift away.

When I reach the part of the beach where the rocks are exposed like craters on some distant planet, I think about the times when my son was little and we would bring him here to explore. I remember his delight at finding tiny shrimp and crabs tucked away in the crevasses and seeing little silver fish swimming about in their temporary tidal pools. How long ago that all seems now…

As I continue my walk I’m at times tempted to jump into the water, but I decide to wait ~ to allow myself the tingle of anticipation of the coming reward. I feel the sweat now begin to drip off of my brow as the sun claims its rightful place in the sky and the heat of the day begins to shine through every aspect of the morning.

When I finally dive into the water all of my senses are awakened. I breathe in the sea air and taste the salt water on my tongue. The water is so clear that I can see all the way to the bottom to the tiny silver fish that circle my legs and nibble at my calves. I try to stand very still so as not to disturb them, so that they think I’m part of the ocean itself.  

Then I lay back feel the coolness of the ocean water supporting me as I let my body relax on its calm surface. The music of the shells gently rubbing together as the waves ebb and flow is like the sound of a child’s voice to a mother’s ear. The waves rock me softly and sing me a lullaby as I allow my body to float on the water and my spirit to float in the ether above. I am at once connected to all and yet blissfully detached. I am at peace and I am grateful for this eternal moment.
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What A Week! 08/07/2009
 
Wow, what an amazing whirlwind of a week I’ve had! Monday (a day I used to dread like the swine flu) I spent a rewarding day working with some really wonderful private students. These one-on-one and small group classes allow me to connect with people on such a personal and spiritual level. Not only am I able to offer my students support and guidance along their path, but they provide me with valuable feedback and the human connection that help me to become a better spiritual teacher. What a fantastic way to start the week!
    
I’ve also been fortunate enough to schedule quite a few tarot readings this week, which I find wildly fun and fulfilling. It just doesn’t seem to matter how many years I’ve been reading cards or how many readings I’ve done, I’m still in awe of the way Spirit moves through the deck to bring about the answers that people are seeking when they need them the most. I must admit that after leaving corporate America a few years ago I was pretty nervous about stepping back into my life as a psychic. But the feedback I’ve received from the clients I’ve helped has shown me that I am definitely in my element and that I am walking my path in truth and beauty.

And, the icing on the cake of life this week (and I do love cake) was my Thursday night Full Moon Welcoming Circle – Aura Cleanse & Psychic Healing. I was so moved by the incredible energy of the group of women who joined me for this event. Honestly, sometimes I am so humbled by the quality of people that I cross paths with on this fantastic journey through life that I have to pinch myself (figuratively speaking of course). But the best part is… for the first time in my life, I really LOVE the work I’m doing! I love working with other women and creating a safe space for us all to share, learn and grow. I love walking my path with purpose and joy. And I love knowing that the work I do enhances the lives of other women just as it enhances my own. So yeah, it’s been a really great week and I feel really blessed right now!
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