Journey to Soulful Intuitive Healing

01/07/2026

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01/03/2026

I remember watching Poltergeist as a child and being terrified of the static on the TV.

That feeling that something would pull you in.

We were taught to fear the static, but the real danger was never the noise. It’s been the images we were/are watching.

As time went on, the screens got bigger. They moved from the corner of the room to the center of the home. Furniture began to face them. Family life began to orbit around them. TVs didn’t just grow in size, they grew in authority.

What we watched shaped more than our thoughts. It shaped our habits, our health, our desires, and our expectations. Commercials taught us what to consume and how to consume it. Shows modeled identity, success, family, and worth. News cycles trained fear, urgency, and reactivity. All of it happening quietly, repeatedly, unconsciously.

Multiple generations sat in front of glowing screens absorbing its content. Myself and my children included. Micro and macro conditioning layered on top of one another, shifting our frequencies and ultimately the frequency of humanity.

Deconditioning has been some of the most challenging work I have done. Some of the veils we see through have been with us for so long they feel like our true self. These are often the hardest ones to see, but not impossible.

The real horror was never being pulled into the static screen.
It was being conditioned to see ourselves and the world through it.

Our screens are conditioning us, be selective about what you watch, there really is no need for news. It carries one of the lowest frequencies.

12/20/2025

From Surviving Christmas to Thriving Christmas

For many years, I was surviving Christmas.
It’s really all I knew.

Christmas held the tenderness of connection, but also the stress and burnout of over committing, over functioning, over shopping, over spending, over indulging, and endless to do lists. Chaos for my nervous system. My human is at a place now where all I crave is peace.

I was trying to create magic while silently depleting myself.

Every year, without fail, my body expressed the overwhelm through illness. Pneumonia or strep throat, every Christmas.

My children remember Christmas as exciting. The magic of Santa. The anticipation. The sparkle. I worked so hard to keep that alive.
And they also remember a mom who was sick every Christmas.

Things have changed.

I haven’t been sick at Christmas in about six years.

In 2019, we did something that once felt unimaginable. We went away right before Christmas and returned on Christmas Eve.

I used to wonder how people could possibly do that. What is Christmas without snow, cold air, a tree, presents, family gatherings?

But when we were away, something unexpected happened.

My body softened.
My nervous system calmed.
And presents became the furthest thing from my mind.

No pressure.
No performance.
No exhaustion.

Now, Christmas looks different.

Thriving Christmas looks like doing what I actually have energy for.
Recognizing when I’m over committing and choosing to reschedule.
Listening to my body before it has to scream.

It looks like small, thoughtful ornaments.
Homemade goods.
Meaningful gestures.

No more overfilled tree buried under endless gifts.

My kids didn’t care about the volume of presents.
They cared about time together.
Presence.
Connection.

My tree still shines.
But now it shines with heartfelt ornaments collected through the years.
Each one holds a story.
Each one has meaning.

Thriving Christmas is spacious.
Slower.
Quieter.

It’s no longer about surviving the season.
It’s about being well inside of it.

12/12/2025

As a Projector, I am here to see clearly and to guide when invited.
I no longer try to convince or explain.
I wait for resonance.

That is where my energy stays clean.
That is when my wisdom is received.

Being a Projector has taught me that seeing is not something I do.
It is simply something I be.
It is my aura.

Human Design gave me language for what I have always felt.
Projectors are here to recognize, to guide, and to see beneath the surface.
And also to learn discernment.

Not everyone wants to be seen.
Not everyone is ready for that level of recognition.

Wait for the invitation.

Projectors are one of the types you need to know if you are one.
Your energy works differently.

12/12/2025

A Reflection on Grief

I’ve been sitting with the words grief and grieving, and the idea of the “process of grief.” While it can be a helpful concept, it has never fully landed for me. Trying to navigate grief through stages often feels confusing, because my experience of grief has never been linear.

Grief and grieving are often spoken about like something we soak in, almost like a hot tub.
“I am in grief.”
“I am grieving.”

That language has never really felt accurate to my lived experience.

Grief isn’t a process.
It isn’t stages.
It isn’t something we move through in a straight line.

Grief isn’t a single emotion either.
It’s the space that opens when something meaningful is gone.

And what I’ve come to understand is this:
the void was not created by the loss.
The loss revealed it.

What can feel like a piece of us missing is not only about the person who is gone.
It’s about the love that was flowing through that relationship.

Not because we did anything wrong.
But because most of us were never taught how to hold ourselves with that kind of love.

Grief doesn’t ask us to replace what was lost.
It doesn’t ask us to move on.
It asks us to bring love back home.

Through presence.
Through compassion.
Through forgiveness.
Through allowance.
Through attunement to what is here now.

Within that space, waves of emotion move.

There are days I’m okay, where laughter and joy are present and noticed more deeply.
There are days where sadness and longing seep in.
Sometimes anger is present.
Some days I honor my need to rest.
There are still days where my mind slips into rumination, and I simply bring awareness.

But most days, life is just life-ing.

I don’t live in grief.
And I am learning and do by best at allowing grief to move through me.

And each wave reminds me where I need to direct my love that day.

Morning self-talk: whatever happens today, I can get through it, and I can love myself there.

12/10/2025

Perfectly said ♥️

You’re allowed to change.

You’re allowed to want something different.

You’re allowed to set a boundary without justifying it to anyone else.

And with the holidays coming, this matters even more - because you’re about to spend extra time around people who expect you to play the same old role, tolerate the same old behavior, or say yes to things you’ve outgrown.

Comment a ❤️ if you needed to hear this before the holidays.

12/10/2025

I pulled this card today, a beautiful message for those who read this.
A gentle reminder to root yourself in love, especially on the days you are hardest on yourself. I am learning to love who I am today instead of chasing a future version of me that does not yet exist. That chase can pull you away from the human who is here now, shaped by every experience, every mistake, every moment that grew you.

The more I am rooted in self love, the less shakable I become. My roots were weakened when my growth was through w**d filled soil of other peoples opinions. Today I choose my own truth. When I forget, I return to the earth beneath me. I breathe into my roots. I remember who I am. One of the most profound hugs I have learned to embrace is from myself.