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Soul Bright Wellness, Minneapolis, MN (2026)

01/24/2026

Soul Bright Wellness with Beth

Good morning to all of you beautiful bright lights out there😀

I AM back in town and ready to be busy doing what I ❤️ LOVE

If you are at a point in your life right now and desire some direction, i have some openings this week for Intuitive readings that will help you become clear on what direction to take and steps needed to get you started.

I also offer energy healing to help with shifting energy blocks, releasing old residual beliefs, and to align with your heart Chakra.

If you are more serious with moving into a new direction that your Soul is guiding you towards....May I suggest having an Intuitive Coaching session.

Gain greater perspective on direction your heart is guiding you towards, receive deeper understanding on how to let go of ego redirecting you and taking you off your path, and step into a more heart aligned actions that guide you onto your path of more joy, laughter, and fulfillment.

This is all done on fb chat, zoom, phone, text, or email.

Email Beth at Lightworker1410@gmail.com to set up your appointment.

Lets get you started 😀

01/20/2026

January 20, 2026

It is absolutely unbelievable that it is already the 20th of January. What in the world is going on?

It is craaaaazy how time flies by so fast.

Yesterday, Monday was another exceptional day.

I got up early...sh*t, showered, and shaved. Not really but you get the point.

I was ready to go to work but nope...not today. Technically, I was given a choice of whether or not I wanted to come in, change day, and stay home and warm.

Wasn't that so sweet?

I choose staying home and warm. I must admit, I am done with the snow. I love Minnesota but not the snow.

Sooooo, anyhow, yesterday was another unplanned day. I love unplanned day's.

I was all dolled up and nowhere to go.

I went grocery shopping for one item but came back with 6. Here's the kicker. I had to go to two grocery stores to find my one item. Along the way~ at the first store, I found 4 other items I didn't need but bought them anyway.

Store number two was a 50/50 chance of finding my original item. Guess what? I found it. Yay!

Once I arrived back home from the bitter winter wind chopping away at my face, I made my reason for shopping happen.

I was craving a certain item....hamburger.

I made it but it did not hit the spot like I was hoping for.

It was a bummer. What is interesting is lately food hasn't been tasting good. Not sure if my taste buds are off, or my diet is changing again?

I just recently ate cottage cheese for the first time ever. It wasn't bad.

My blood type needs lots of protein. We are known for being the meat eaters.

I have been a vegetarian, vegan, and back to carnivore. But I may be shifting again.

My body needs to make up her mind already.

I don't know about you but my body is definitely taking charge.

I ended my day with going to bed early, like around 9ish.

Once in bed, I found myself watching some youtube. As I did that, I was drawing some pictures for children to color later in the week.

I am finding that writing and drawing bring me great joy.

I created this beautiful illustration using a program where I just tell it what to do and it creates it.

It is really helping me get out of my head and perfectionism.

It's working for me.

Now to start doing more with it.

Once I finally fell asleep. I slept hard. My dreams were very interesting to say the least.

I tossed and turned quite a bit. Big timelines were happening and being chosen at a subconscious level.

I have been working really hard on letting go, and releasing old timelines and lifetimes.

I have been specifically working with galactic aspects of soul, and those experiences.

I have had detailed information coming in about them. The role they played and how they experienced their time frame. Their gifts are amazing but came with a price.

My body is telling me where these stories have been stuck in my muscles, cells, and other parts and are needing to be released. The roles they played are done. Yesterday, a Liger priestess, came forth. I saw how much we have in common. Even body structure. Her gifts are amazing. I see where mine now stem from.

What a great past couple of days I have had. Such a blessing. Tonite, I get to share my knowledge in class with students who are eager to learn.

I am so excited to teach.

Grateful and thankful for all that I know and experience.

Thank you God and Universe for your guidance, help, and assistance.

Peace be with you all,
Beth

01/19/2026

Hi Everyone👋

I have been creating something I think is spectacular. I came across it with a friend last night.

I am excited to announce a beautiful new service I AM providing you.

It is an Intuitive "Soul Story" Reading.

“I turn your soul information into a gorgeous story.”

An intuitive soul reading (based on your current season + soul timeline)

• A personalized story written just for you ~ like your soul in narrative form.
• A message from your Higher Self woven throughout.
• Key themes + lessons your soul is integrating.
• Gentle guidance for what to do next.
• Journal prompts + reflection questions to anchor the wisdom into your real life.

This story becomes a mirror.

A medicine.

A soft but powerful homecoming.

$144

DM SOUL STORY to book
Soul Bright with Beth

01/19/2026

Journal Entry — January 19th, 2026
(Reflecting on Sunday, January 18th, 2026)

Sunday was absolutely the most fantastic day I’ve had in what feels like forever.

It began with something so simple, yet so sacred: a slow start. No rushing. No urgency. No pressure to become anything other than what I already was.

I woke up and immediately felt the softness of the day meeting me with open hands.

And then~like the Universe knew exactly what my spirit had been craving~I realized my roommate and her dog were gone for the day.

I had the house to myself.
And I cannot even describe what that felt like… other than delectable.

A gift.

A holy kind of quiet.

A rare moment where my energy could finally stretch out, breathe, and belong fully in the space it was occupying.

It was as if the entire home became a sanctuary~not because anything changed externally, but because I was finally alone with myself.

Alone with my truth.

Alone with my soul.

Alone with the part of me that has been waiting to return to center.

I meditated.

I journaled.

I wrote.

I drew soulful stories and artwork like my spirit had been holding its breath for weeks, and suddenly remembered it was allowed to exhale.

I was on cloud 270 gazillion.

And what made it even more perfect was the weather~windy, chilly, and almost commanding me to stay inside.

It was one of those days where the world outside looked like it would ask too much of me… so I decided I was going absolutely nowhere.

I chose being.
I chose stillness.
I chose the quiet kind of power that comes from saying:
“Today is for me.”
And in that space… something deeper opened.

I went into deeper thought. I gave myself something I hadn’t been able to access in a long time: review time. The kind of honest, compassionate review where you don’t judge yourself~you simply witness. You look at what’s been heavy. You look at what’s been lingering. You look at what’s been living in your field that you didn’t even realize you were carrying.
Because lately, I’ve been feeling heavy energetically. Heavy-hearted.
Like something was clinging to me, pulling on me, dulling my shine.

But yesterday… I was finally ready.

And when I looked deeper, I didn’t crumble.

I didn’t run.

I didn’t avoid.

I met myself.

I met the stored emotions.

The hidden energetic weight.

The outdated attachments.

The silent burdens I didn’t even know I was still holding. And once I became aware of them, I did what I do best:
I cleared them.
I removed them.
I released them.

And then I replaced them with something better.
Something higher.
Something truer.

Yesterday was an energetically supportive day~one that felt like a major completion.

I came out of it with a greater understanding, and I can feel it in my body today:
I feel lighter.
I feel brighter.
I feel cleaner inside.
I feel like I kicked some energetic ass.

And I’m grateful~not just for the peace, but for the clarity. For the way my soul showed me what needed to be seen, only when I was ready to see it.

Today, I woke up with the most positive attitude… and that alone feels like a miracle.

I can feel myself taking hold of my new morning rituals and devotions. Not as something I “should” do, but as something I genuinely want to do~because they are feeding me on every level:
Mentally.
Emotionally.
Spiritually.
Creatively.
And beyond even what I can label.

I am owning my creativity again.

Not as a hobby.

Not as something extra.

But as a spiritual language. A devotion.
A return. And there was another powerful piece to yesterday: I chose not to eat.

I drank water.
I drank teas.
I drank hot chocolate.

But I didn’t eat food~and my body feels so good today.
Clear.
Clean.
Aligned.

It feels like something is being rinsed out of me.

Like my system is detoxing not just physically, but energetically too.

It is Like my body is saying:
“Thank you for listening.”
And then… the night ended with magic.

I felt called to create a story for a friend of mine and draw a picture for her.

It didn’t look exactly like her~not in the traditional sense. But it looked like the way I see her. The way I feel her. The way her energy translates through my heart.

And I wrote about everything I know about her. Everything I’ve witnessed. Everything I’ve felt between her words. Everything she’s been carrying.

I sent it to her through text… and shortly after, I got a phone call.

Her emotions were real. Tender. Honest. Alive.

And it was exactly what I thought would happen.

She told me:
“This is me. This is so me.”
And in that moment, I felt it~clear as day:

This is proof that I listen.

This is proof that I feel.

This is proof that I translate soul.

And it also awakened something inside me:
Why not do this for others too?

Not necessarily the drawing~because my drawings won’t look exactly like someone.

They will always be the way I perceive them.

But the stories…
The stories are the part that will get you.

The stories are the part that will open people.

The stories are the part that reminds them:
“Someone sees me.”
Because I am not just writing words.

I am engaging with soul.

I am in divine connection when I create.

I am aligned when I listen.

I am in truth when I translate what I feel into language.

Yesterday reminded me that my gift is not small.

My gift is not random.

My gift is not accidental.

It is spiritual.
It is real.
It is needed.

And today, I begin again~with gratitude.

Thank you, Universe.

Thank you, Higher Self.

Thank you to all who love and support me.

I am stepping into alignment.

I am returning to my divine truth.

I am engaging with soul~fully.

And I can feel it:

This is the beginning of something beautiful.

01/13/2026

January 13, 2026

Off I went to the movie theater alone, which is already a small act of rebellion in a world that insists entertainment must be shared, documented, and validated by snacks ordered in pairs.

Instead, I sat there with exactly five other theatergoers~six of us total~like a secret society of people who either knew something everyone else didn’t… or simply showed up at the wrong time.

Honestly, it could’ve gone either way.

The movie was Anaconda. That movie has been remade who knows how many times already.

And then even in the movie it was also the theme.

Everyone in the movie was making questionable life choices.

Jack Black is in it, which should have been my first clue that this was going to be ridiculous in a very specific, existentially unhinged way.

The plot centers around three male high school friends and one female friend who, back in the golden haze of youth, all believed they were destined for cinematic greatness.

Actors. Filmmakers. Legends.

Cut to adulthood, and reality has arrived with a clipboard, a side-eye, and a resounding “no.”

One guy wants to be an actor but hasn’t worked in forever and is clearly pinning his entire sense of self-worth on this one last shot.

Another guy makes wedding videos~which is its own kind of quiet grief when you once dreamed of red carpets.

Another has a medical condition that makes peeing in front of people… complicated, which becomes relevant in ways no one asked for.

The only female friend is a lawyer, successful on paper, miserable in spirit, and carrying the unshakable vibe of someone who keeps thinking, Is this really it?

Only one of them is married. Two never married. One is divorced. And one of them repeatedly~out loud~says, “I’m making really bad decisions. And This is another bad decision.” Which, honestly, was the most honest dialogue in the entire film.

So naturally, instead of therapy or a quiet meltdown, they decide to go into the Brazilian rainforest to remake Anaconda.

Because when life isn’t working, the jungle is always the answer.

They enter the rainforest with the confidence of people who watched exactly one documentary and said, “Yeah, I get it.”

The arguments start immediately.

Childlike optimism clashes with adult fear.

They underestimate everything: the terrain, the animals, the logistics, and especially the massive snake that has already killed people in previous movies.

One of them~the out-of-work actor~lies.

About everything. About his connections. About the movie. About the anaconda.

And everyone else follows him anyway, because hope makes people stupid in very predictable ways.

Then things escalate.

Illegal gold diggers appear. Guns appear. Shooting happens.

People die in ways that make you say, “Oh yikes… wow… that’s unfortunate,” while also somehow laughing because the tone is just that unhinged.

It’s violence, but with a shrug. Death, but make it awkward.

The entire movie is basically a long montage of adults realizing~too late~that chasing a childhood dream without updating the plan is how you end up running from a giant snake while arguing about creative differences.

And there I was, sitting in my half-empty theater, laughing~not hysterically, not falling out of my seat~but that quiet, knowing laughter.

The kind where you recognize the absurdity because you’ve lived it.

The kind where you think, Yeah… I’ve also followed a bad idea longer than I should have.

The other five moviegoers laughed too.

Strangers, briefly united by poor choices, snakes, and the universal realization that sometimes life doesn’t give you a midlife crisis~it gives you an anaconda and says, “Good luck.”

I left the theater oddly satisfied.

Not inspired.

Not transformed.

Just amused.

And honestly?

That felt like a win.

Am I glad I went to see the movie? I sure AM.

01/12/2026

Daily Journal

January 12, 2026

Friendship, Food, and Surviving the Apocalypse (From a Reclining Theater Seat)

This weekend felt like a gentle reminder that joy doesn’t always arrive loudly, it often shows up holding a fork, wearing sweatpants, and laughing until you forget what you were worried about in the first place.

I spent the weekend with a dear friend, and we did what I now believe to be sacred work~ we ate, we laughed, we rested, we cooked food like we were hosting our own imaginary lifestyle show, and then~without shame~went out to eat anyway.

Why? Because why limit happiness?

There was ease.

There was warmth.

There were moments of absolute silliness, and moments of quiet comfort where nothing needed to be explained.

Just presence.

Just safety.

And then we went to the movies.

Now listen~this was not a light, fluffy cinematic experience. This was a “humanity has pressed the self-destruct button and the universe might be the only thing left with answers” kind of movie.

The kind where the world has ended, nuclear fallout is the new aesthetic, and storms appear out of nowhere like, Surprise, you’re dead.

Naturally, I took this as an opportunity to practice nervous system mastery.

And I must say~I did great.

Breathing? Regulated.
Body? Relaxed.
Inner dialogue? Calm and mildly impressed with itself.

The story followed a family~mother, father, teenage child~who had already lost half a lifetime to survival in an underground bunker.

The father would venture out in an oxygen mask, scavenging remnants of a world that once thought it had time.

Then the bunker collapses (as bunkers tend to do in movies), forcing the family into a choice: stay buried in fear, or risk everything for the possibility of a future.

Enter the rumor of an astrological phenomenon~possibly real, possibly hope dressed up as science~said to be a potential anchor for a new world.

A seed of something brighter.

Or at least… less fatal.

So they go.

They travel by water, by foot, by bus, through territories ruled by hunger, chaos, and desperation.

People fighting over scraps. Entire communities erased.

Craters, canyons, ladders suspended over uncertainty.

Radiation everywhere like an uninvited guest that refuses to leave.

Every step forward carries risk, yet standing still guarantees nothing.

At one point, I realized my shoulders were creeping toward my ears, and gently reminded myself~ You are safe. You are watching this from a seat that reclines. With snacks. Growth.

What moved me most wasn’t just the danger~it was the devotion. The way this family kept choosing each other. Through illness. Through fear. Through moments that would permanently shape who they became.

They didn’t know if all three of them would make it to the end~but they knew they didn’t want to stop trying together.

And the ending?

Oh. That ending.

Not triumphant. Not tragic. Just quietly profound. The kind that leaves your heart both heavy and hopeful. A soft ache.

A reminder that sometimes the most honest endings are the ones that don’t explain themselves.

We walked out of the theater into a world that was still standing. Lights glowing. People chatting. No nuclear storms.

And I felt deeply grateful~for my body, for my awareness, for my friend, for laughter, for food that didn’t require scavenging, and for the simple miracle of being alive in a moment where the future is still something we get to imagine.

This weekend reminded me that even in stories about the end of the world, what saves us isn’t certainty~it’s connection.

Shared meals.

Shared laughter.

Shared courage.

What a blessing friends are.

Thank you for a wonderful weekend my friend. Thank you.

01/06/2026

✧ Soulbrite Sanctuary ✧

Soul Support Session

A gentle space to land, recalibrate, and receive support~without fixing, forcing, or overexplaining.

Soul Bright Sanctuary sessions are intuitive, soul-led support spaces designed to help you come back into clarity, steadiness, and self-trust.

This is not coaching or therapy~it’s a grounded, compassionate container where you are met exactly where you are.

During your session, you may receive:

♡Energetic and emotional support.

♡Soul-level insight and reflection.

♡Nervous system settling and grounding.

♡Gentle guidance for your next aligned steps.

♡Space to be heard without judgment or urgency.

Each session unfolds intuitively, guided by what your soul and system are ready for.

You’ll walk away feeling:

☆Calmer and more centered.

☆Clear about what actually matters right now.

☆Less alone in what you’re carrying.

☆More connected to your inner wisdom.

☆Supported, resourced, and steady in your body.

This is for you if you’re feeling overwhelmed, emotionally full, stuck at a crossroads, or simply needing a safe place to land and be supported.

✧ Exchange ✧
$144 per 60-minute Soul Support Session
(Offered virtually through fb chat, zoom).

01/05/2026

January 4, 2026

It began gently, the way meaningful days often do~not with fanfare, but with warmth.

We sat across from one another over bowls of pumpkin curry, steam rising like a blessing between us.

The flavors were grounding and comforting, rich with spice and softness, as if the meal itself knew it was meant to hold us~ while we spoke the truths we don’t always say out loud.

Conversation unfolded slowly at first, then all at once~about relationships, about the strange tenderness, and ache of being a step-child, about what it means to show up loving others without condition… and the quiet heartbreak of doing that again and again, only to feel trampled by misunderstanding or unmet reciprocity.

There were tears.

Real ones.

The kind that don’t ask permission.

Emotions moved freely~no fixing, no rescuing~just witnessing.
Just being seen.

In that space, something softened. The air felt honest. Sacred, even. Two souls allowing themselves to be human together.

Later, we found ourselves in a movie theater, bodies folded into uncomfortable seats that somehow didn’t matter.

The long awaited film, Avatar, met us right where we were.

Its message landed with quiet precision~about connection, belonging, stewardship, truth, and remembering who we are beneath the noise.

It felt less like entertainment, and more like a mirror. The kind that invites reflection~ long after the screen goes dark.

It offered food for thought, the kind that lingers and sparks conversations still waiting to be had.

As evening settled in, hunger returned~not just for food, but for more communion.

We ended the day over late-night mac and cheese and tender brisket, rich and indulgent, the kind of meal that feels like a reward for having lived fully.

We sat longer than planned, talking more than expected, letting the threads of the day weave themselves into something lasting.

It wasn’t just lunch.

It wasn’t just a movie.

It wasn’t just dinner.

It was a day of showing up. Of truth spoken and hearts held. Of being reminded that even when love feels costly, even when tenderness has been bruised, connection still matters.

And sometimes, healing doesn’t come from answers~but from curry shared, tears honored, stories witnessed, and conversations that continue long after the plates are cleared.

Thank you my friend for a beautiful day, it was honor to hear your stories.

12/31/2025

December 31, 2025

Happy New Year’s Eve

The Universe Began leaning Toward Me
there was a time when I thought the universe was indifferent.

Then there was a time I thought it was cruel.

Only later did I realize it had been intimate all along.

Pronoia(a word i just learned) is the belief that the universe is plotting in your favor.

Not in a shallow, glittery way. But in the kind of way that breaks you open, rearranges your insides, and rebuilds you with more truth than comfort.

My life did not unfold gently. It unfolded precisely. Every delay, every closed door, every loss that felt personal~it all carried fingerprints I couldn’t see at the time.

I mistook resistance for rejection. I mistook silence for abandonment. I mistook struggle for punishment.

But the universe was not against me. It was shaping me.

The trials arrived like storms with no warning.
Losses stripped away identities I thought I needed to survive.

People I loved fell away.

Certainties collapsed. Plans dissolved mid-sentence.

I asked, more than once,
“Why does it have to be this hard?!!!”

And the universe answered~not with words, but with pattern.

Each tribulation removed something false. Each heartbreak freed an attachment. Each moment of exhaustion forced me to listen instead of push. I learned that pronoia doesn’t look like ease at first.

It looks like initiation.
Because the universe doesn’t conspire for your comfort~it conspires for your becoming.

The victories didn’t arrive as fireworks. They arrived as quiet shifts.

The day I trusted my own knowing. The moment I chose myself without apology. The hour I realized I was still standing~and wiser.

I noticed how help arrived just before collapse. How insights came after surrender.
How what I lost made room for what I could finally hold.

The universe had been arranging encounters, lessons, endings, and rebirths with astonishing patience.

It removed what couldn’t walk with me into my next becoming. It delayed what would have arrived too small. It rerouted me away from lives that would have dimmed me.

Even my pain had intelligence. Yes, you read that right. Especially my pain.

Now I see it~Every trial trained my strength.
Every tribulation taught discernment.
Every victory~no matter how small~proved alignment.

Pronoia( my new favorite word) isn’t blind optimism.

It’s earned trust.

It’s knowing that even when I didn’t understand the plan, I was never outside of it. That the universe wasn’t testing me~it was initiating me into self-trust.

And now, when something falls apart, I pause. I listen. I ask not, “What did I do wrong?”
But, “What is rearranging in my favor?”

BECAUSE I have lived long enough to recognize the pattern~The universe does not waste my suffering.

Instead, It converts it into wisdom. It returns it as power. It crowns me with insight I could not have earned any other way.

This is pronoia.

Not the absence of struggle~But the deep, unwavering knowing
that even the hardest chapters were written
with me, not against me.

If you liked what I wrote, please like, share, comment.

I am trying to get my algorithm going.

12/30/2025

Monday December 29, 2025.

It has been an amazing energetic ride that I myself have been going through lately.

One that feels both tender and profound, subtle yet life-altering.

If it weren’t for my ability to see and hear my higher self, and the quiet guidance of the Akashic Record Librarian who walks beside me in unseen ways, I don’t know that I would be where I am right now.

There were moments when the path felt foggy, when certainty dissolved, and yet~something wiser within me always knew when to pause, when to listen, when to soften instead of push.

I look around and I see so many people struggling.

Exhausted.

Afraid.

Unsure of what to do next with their lives. Carrying invisible weight, holding their breath without realizing it, trying to keep up with a world that rarely teaches us how to come home to ourselves.

And so I chose a different rhythm.

My morning routine of slow rising has been the most loving devotion I have given myself. No alarms blaring urgency. No rushing into expectation.

Just the quiet permission to wake when my body is ready, to breathe before becoming anything for anyone else.

From there, I move gently into care~lymphatic drainage, stabilization, inviting ease and flow back into places that once felt stagnant or tight.

I am learning that healing doesn’t need to be dramatic to be powerful.

Sometimes it is simply consistent kindness to the body.

I’ve added easy somatic movement to the start of my day. Even the simplest motion~my hips swaying back and forth in a soft figure eight~feels like a remembering.

A release.

A whisper from my body saying, yes, this is how we move forward now.

Then come the movements of my hands. Each gesture repeated 36 times, not as a task, but as a ritual. A quiet language spoken between my nervous system and my soul. With every repetition, I feel more present, more anchored, more here.

Tomorrow, I will add something new.

Not out of pressure~but out of curiosity.

My goal is not perfection, nor discipline for the sake of discipline. My goal is to slowly, surely, and lovingly weave new devotions into my day.

A life built not on force, but on reverence.

The old self is leaving.
Not in a dramatic collapse, but in a graceful exhale.

The new me is finding herself~through rhythm, through softness, through listening. She is not rushing to arrive anywhere. She is learning that becoming happens in layers, in pauses, in small sacred acts repeated with intention.

I will continue to add new traditions. New moments of devotion to self. Time for reflection. Space for journaling. Windows of quiet where truth can rise without being summoned.

This is not a reinvention.
It is a remembering.

And with each morning, each movement, each breath taken without urgency, I step more fully into the life that has been patiently waiting for me to meet it.

My life is good. I am grateful for being me, my experiences, and my new life that I am excitedly looking forward to creating.

Dreamin' bigger than ever before. ❤🧡💛💚💙💜💞💕💝💖

12/28/2025

Soul Bright with Beth

Here is a new new service I AM offering at Soul Bright. It will be a continuing service I offer monthly and weekly. Stay tune for more details.

It is what I have been going through personally, and I am stepping more into alignment of what I truly love to do. It has done wonders for me. I know it will do wonders for you too.

Soul Bright Monthly Energetic Alignment sessions.

A Gentle Monthly Container for Clarity, Regulation & Inner Trust.

Soul Bright Monthly Energetic Alignment is a calm, supportive monthly container designed to help you stay energetically clear, emotionally grounded, and aligned with yourself as life unfolds.

Instead of waiting until you’re overwhelmed or stuck, this offering provides steady, ongoing energetic support~without urgency, pressure, or dependence.

This is not “constant healing.”

This is maintenance, clarity, and Sovereignty.

What’s Included Each Month for my client's:

♡One Soul Bright Energetic Reading Session.
(Phone or Written ~(your choice).
♡ Personal Energy Snapshot.
~A clear reflection of what’s present in your field that month.
♡ Release & Realignment Guidance.
~What’s ready to soften, release, or shift naturally.
♡ Integration Support
Simple, doable practices to help changes settle gently.
♡Email or Text Follow-Up.
A short integration message after the session.
♡ Optional Voice Note or ~Written Reflection.
(Used intuitively when supportive, not mandatory).
~Monthly Session Format.
~Clients choose their preferred format each month either a:

◇📞 45-minute phone session, or
◇📧 Written email reading.
◇💬 Text-based written reading.
(All formats offer the same depth and value.)

Who This Monthly Container Is For.

☆For those who
are navigating life transitions, or identity shifts.

☆Tend to hold a lot emotionally, or energetically.

☆Are sensitive, intuitive, or empathic.

☆Want clarity without being told what to do.

☆Are learning to trust their own timing.

☆Want support that feels steady, not invasive.

☆Value reflection, and integration over intensity.

This work is perfect for:

*Creatives
*Caregivers
*Leaders
*Healers
*Soul-led entrepreneurs
*Anyone rebuilding trust with themselves.

What you can expect to experience over time.

✔ Increased emotional regulation.
✔ Less overthinking and energetic drain.
✔ Clearer internal boundaries.
✔ A calmer relationship with decisions.
✔ Greater trust in their own inner voice.
✔ A feeling of being “caught up with themselves."

Energy Exchange (Monthly Pricing)

Soul Bright Monthly Energetic Alignment is
$111 per month.

It Includes:

♡1 monthly energetic reading (phone or written).
♡Follow-up integration support.
♡Ongoing energetic continuity.
♡No long-term commitment required.

Clients may pause or cancel anytime.

I am offering Optional Bundles & Tiers (I Highly Recommended).

The Silver Tier ~ Monthly Alignment.

☆$111 / month
1 monthly energetic reading.

Follow-up integration note

♡ Gold Tier ~ Deepened Monthly Support.

☆$177 / month
Includes everything in Silver, plus:
Short mid-month check-in (written)
☆One additional grounding or integration practice.

Priority scheduling
♡Platinum Tier ~

Sanctuary Support

☆$222 / month Includes
everything in Gold, plus:

☆One additional short phone or voice-note support mid-month.

☆Personalized energetic reset, or recalibration.

☆Highest scheduling priority(Limited spots recommended for this tier).

How the Monthly Flow Works.

*Client subscribes monthly.

*You select your preferred session format.

*Session or reading is delivered once per month.

*Follow-up integration support is sent.

*Optional mid-month review.

•You feel supported without becoming dependent.

•Encourages self-trust, not urgency.

•Gentle, ethical, and sustainable.

This offering supports awareness and alignment.
It does not replace medical or mental health care.
No fear-based messages or predictions.
You are always sovereign in your choices.

Contact Beth Jacobson through text, call at 651 900 4136, or email soulbrightwithbeth@gmail.com.

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