The Unvarnished Truth Podcast

Oracle Cards:

✨ Gathering Around: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 Perspective: The Starseed Oracle by Rebecca Campbell

✨ Sacred Convergence: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Hummingbird Spirit: The Sacred Forest Oracle by Denise Linn

It is a cold, grey morning here in Massachusetts, and when I awoke there was a decided heaviness to the energy. In all honesty, I’m not feeling all the feels this Thanksgiving, an emotional state I know is shared by many this year. I am deeply grateful to be spending the day with my sisters and nephews, our uncle, and my sister’s in-laws, who are extended family. A blessed gathering around. I am also grateful to Spirit for so blatantly reminding me of what is important today. When I draw the cards each morning, I keep them face down until all four have joined the reading. So I never know until I turn them over what gift Spirit is conveying for the day. Today’s reading is definitely being filed in the “You Can’t Make This S**t Up” folder. I am ever humbled by this process, and by the presence of the Divine.

It has been easy to lose perspective lately. Distraction and division dominate the landscape, and here in the US the political divide is more clear and fractious than ever. This holiday that is based on gratitude and gathering in community feels hollow to many, and I completely understand that. I wish I had the words of wisdom to help navigate a fraught Thanksgiving dinner. I don’t. Anything I have to say sounds like an empty platitude to my own ears, and I do have wisdom enough to know how flat they would fall on yours. I think all any of us can do is to keep our perspective. I have been trying to stay at altitude lately - and by that I don’t mean just getting high, enticing as that may be! I do mean viewing the current circumstances from a more cosmic perspective, as it were. My spiritual practice is based on trust, that what is unfolding is part of a much greater, unfathomable unfolding. As I’ve said before, this is easy when all the good things are happening and life feels magical and blessed, not so great when fascism is gaining a foothold. Yet in either case the work is the same - how can I stay in the place of peace in my heart when all is unravelling around me. This is the sacred convergence, the unification within ourselves of heart, mind, and soul. I struggle with it still. How do I hold deep rage at injustice, and smile politely at someone who supports it when I’d rather stab them with a fork? Or is the question how do I reconcile the deep rage I feel toward myself for not doing enough to stop injustice from existing at all? And how do I reconcile that rage to the incredible feeling of peace that is ever present within me, that is a rich and verdant garden within myself that I have diligently cultivated over decades of tending to my own evolution? The only answer I have is that both dark and light exist, both within us and in the world in which we live. We are at a collective choice point as to which will prevail.

Until we have sacred union within ourselves, it will be impossible to have union within the collective. I don’t mean that everyone thinks and feels the same, but that every one of us honors the existence of every one of us, whether we are similar or different. We all EXIST. That is the f*****g point. We are all here to experience our own existence fully, to know each other so we may know ourselves. What we rail against in another resides within us too. That means acknowledging both our light and our shadow, and offering each understanding and compassion. The ever present both/and. I love that Spirit’s answer for today is Joy. Maybe, just for today, we can focus on our shared joy. What we love about each other, what binds us, what makes us family in the best sense of the word. From that perspective, perhaps we can find our way home to each other, to ourselves, and to our shared Divinity. To all of you celebrating, I wish you a peaceful and happy Thanksgiving.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ Moon Maiden: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 Breath of the Cosmos: The Starseed Oracle by Rebecca Campbell

✨ Towering Magnificence: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Bluebird Spirit: The Sacred Forest Oracle by Denise Linn

Astrologically speaking, a new era begins today. Pluto, the planet of transformation, enters Aquarius, the sign of innovation and of the collective, where it will reside for the next twenty years. I love that the arc of the cards today begins with an invitation to this new beginning, an opportunity to look within and shed whatever masks we are still wearing, to step into this new era reflecting the radiance of our soul’s Essence. The old ways of conforming, of contorting ourselves to fit someone else’s narrative, are begging for release. In a world marked by division and uncertainty, we are once again being called to look within. In the chaos of a world in which we seem to have no control, our inner landscape is beckoning us to connect more deeply with ourselves, and with the eternal All That Is.

I remember waking one morning a few years ago, after my mom had passed and during the pandemic, and feeling so much peace inside. The recognition of this place of peace in my heart, one that I had been circling for years while never quite landing, left me in awe. The awareness that something in my inner world had shifted, as if a veil had lifted, is a presence that I carry with me to this day. I am anchored in this peace now, it is the place from which I navigate the tumultuous terrain of everyday life. I breathe the breath of the cosmos, relishing the deep connection I have to the Divine, and it is to that breath that I return when I invariably feel infuriated at the division and hate in this world, or overwhelmed with sadness for the lack of empathy and compassion with which some humans seem all too comfortable. I return to a Knowing that we are all One, a magnificent collective of souls individuating and harmonizing in the sacred symphony of our Divine Humanity.

So as we collectively enter into this new energetic era, we have an opportunity to rewrite our song of separation and duality. I believe the path to this is by standing fully in our unique sovereignty, honoring both our commonalities and our differences, and disavowing those who stoke fear and division. I have no illusions that it will be an easy path, as too many in power have a vested interest in seeding more division and chaos. It is an illusion of power that is disintegrating, as it is based in deceit, the lie that we are separate. My commitment in this dawning era is to anchor in my Joy, to live fully into my Light, and to walk the way of Love. This is my way through. This is our way home. I am honored to know I will not walk alone.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ The Crossing: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 Weight of the World: The Starseed Oracle by Rebecca Campbell

✨ Heart of the Moment: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Butterfly Spirit: The Sacred Forest Oracle by Denise Linn

I dreamt of a white tiger this morning, padding quietly up to me as I sat atop a low stone wall. He gazed at me with such intensity, and when I reached my hand out to him he kissed it delicately, as if lapping a drop of dew from a flower petal. His presence was deeply comforting, offering an unspoken reassurance that everything I need is already inside of me. His kiss felt like a benediction, and as he turned and slowly strode away from me, I heard his message clearly. Come down from the wall and choose your way. It is not for him to save me, or lead the way. That is up to me.

Needless to say, I was not surprised when the cards echoed this theme of choice, of transformation. On this day when the full moon in Taurus is holding the sun in Scorpio in opposition, a lunation calling us to embody what we value as we have been in a collective process of unearthing the depths of our shadow side, we are at a choice point. And as Pluto slides through the final minutes of her time in Capricorn, where she has spent 16 years dismantling the old structures that no longer serve, we are opening to a new era when we can choose how we best serve our values, individually and collectively. My sense is that this will be a guiding theme as we move through the next few years of chaos and uncertainty. We stand at the crossing, and all of the old crutches we used to steady us are no longer at hand. The government won’t save us, the patriarchy certainly won’t save us, and wringing our hands about how terrible things are sure as hell won’t save us. I beg the question, what exactly have we been trying to save ourselves from? Is it the slow crawl of materialism and narcissism that has engulfed our collective experience? Is it the compulsive, almost obsessive need for external validation that has left us addicted to “likes” and “followers”? Or is it our hubris that justifies our positions by othering anyone with a differing opinion, a different lifestyle, a different belief system? Some have fallen so far into the trenches of duality that they fail to see the basic truth that We Are All One. This positionality has unleashed a maelstrom of suffering that will likely get worse before we as a whole find our way back to Love. It all seems overwhelming, as if we are drowning in chaos and fear. And yet, in the heart of every moment we have a choice.

I’ve had so many conversations this past week with friends who are understandably deeply troubled by the events unfolding in the US, and I am beginning to have a sense of what we are being called toward. As we stand at the crossing, recognizing that no savior will swoop in to whisk us to the other side, feeling as if we are carrying the weight of the world, we can choose to carry only that which is ours to carry. This is not selfish, but self care. It is time to look within and see all of the places where you have not been honoring your Self. For me, these are the places where I choose comfort and familiarity over the risk of following my soul’s Knowing. The path of least resistance is how we arrived at this place, spilling our individual unresolved trauma out onto the collective, expecting someone else to heal it, to soothe our pain. The answer has been within us all along, if we are brave enough to truly own our s**t and heal ourselves. For nearly forty years I have been relentlessly excavating and examining my inner world, unknowingly preparing for this moment. What we collectively face cannot be solved from the outside in. It requires we heal from the inside out, one soul at a time. Like the caterpillar in the chrysalis, dissolving itself back to essence and emerging transformed, we are in a collective opportunity to co-create a new paradigm, if we can get over blaming and shaming ourselves enough to heal ourselves, and recognize that we are both many and One. E pluribus unum, baby. That is who we are, the ones we have been waiting for, arriving to meet ourselves anew, choosing Love.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ Whalesong: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 All Paths Lead Home: The Starseed Oracle by Rebecca Campbell

✨ Contemplation: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Spirit Guardian of Winter: The Sacred Forest Oracle by Denise Linn

I shared with a friend this morning that during a particularly challenging period of my life, when I was wrangling with the question of “why am I even here?”, I would listen to the late Jeff Buckley’s version of Hallelujah. And when I say listen, I mean put it on repeat and listen to it 10, 20, 30 times in a row. His voice resonated with something locked away deep in my soul, something longing to emerge but not yet finding its way to the light. His otherworldly vocal, combined with Leonard Cohen’s brilliant words, tethered me to my Self as it helped me to escape the cavalcade of judgments and negativity that was my mind at the time. “The baffled King composing Hallelujah.” From chaos, beauty emerges.

There is so much noise in the field right now, so much chaos being sown, fear being stoked, and division being driven deeper. Pluto has done her work in Capricorn, dismantling what was so that what is to be can emerge. I understand the feelings of overwhelm, of fear and helplessness. And the rage. The holy RAGE. It is never easy to accept the cold, hard truth of our self, individually or collectively. And yet, when we move beyond blame, beyond duality and division, into the deep Knowing that we are all one, we have no choice but to see our own shadow in the shadow of others, and our own luminosity in the radiance of others. All paths do indeed lead home. Home to Self, home to Soul.

As I navigate the current climate of uncertainty, I feel a growing calm building within me. I don’t know what will happen next - I’m not THAT psychic! - but I do know that I can choose my internal landscape as I traverse the new path that is unfolding. The message of the cards is clear, and is one I have reiterated to at least three friends in the course of an hour - shut off the constant barrage of noise, allow in that which uplifts, be it music or the beauty of nature, feel your feelings, and create a sanctuary within yourself that is unshakeable. I’m not suggesting being unaware or ignoring reality. I am reminding myself and others that we have more power when we stand in our Love, our Joy, and our strength of Heart. So spend some time with your Soul today. Rediscover what makes it sing, and do that.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ Stranger: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 The Great Severing: The Starseed Oracle by Rebecca Campbell

✨ Shakti: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Thicket of Thorns: The Sacred Forest Oracle by Denise Linn

Days like today I am deeply aware of the gift of my spiritual practice. I have been thinking of my mom this morning, of how disgusted she would be by the collective choice made in the US last week, and of how she would also be unwavering in her faith that better days are ahead. She was born in 1925, and grew up the poorest of poor during the Depression. Raised with an often absent yet abusive when present stepfather, she had a through line of faith that life would be better. Intelligent and determined, she got an education and began to make her way in the world. Meeting and marrying my father was her proof of concept that faith wins in the end. When after 35 years of marriage my dad died unexpectedly, she was gutted, yet allowed her faith to carry her as she slowly rebuilt her life. On November 6, 2019, at 94, she rejoined my father across the veil. She had no doubt that they would be reunited in Spirit. My own Knowing assures me that they have been. I am so deeply grateful for her legacy of faith, and of how it sustains me, although she and I walked very different spiritual paths.

One of the foundational principles of my practice is to allow the unfolding. What this means to me is that I have had to relinquish my addiction to control, and surrender to the infinite wisdom that guides me. My thinking mind often gets caught in an idea of how things “should be”, denying the reality of how things are. My soul knows that as fucked up as a situation may appear, all is unfolding as needed. This is a principle that is easy to trust when life is filled with helpful synchronicities and magic, when the proverbial butterflies and unicorns are at play. It is a bit less palatable when an adjudicated rapist is elected to the highest office in the country I love. And yet I cannot turn away from that principle that guides me, because circumstances are not to my liking. For some reason, these circumstances are just fine with a whole lot of people, which baffles me, and yet I recognize it is not my job to “fix” them. It is my job to stand in my Light, anchor in my Knowing, and find the way through this thicket. The only way is through. And make no mistake, I hold a cold and immeasurable rage within me for the willful ignorance and outright racism that abounds. It is an island in the sea of peace that is my heart, and while I will not unleash it to add fuel to this already raging dumpster fire, I will not tolerate any hateful b******t. The sacred fire of the Divine Feminine burns within me, igniting my resolve.

I have no doubt that in the days to come there will be severing of ties, as the last vestiges of the familiar paradigms fall away. I have no doubt this will be painful and terrifying in many ways. I have faith, but am by no means a Pollyanna. My heart aches, but it still beats. There is an abject level of fuckery to come. Do not be distracted by it, by the gloating and the “righteousness”, by the middle school mentality of “winning”. Do not let ignorance and fear infect your Light. Do not allow the lure of grievance and mediocrity to usurp the power of living fully in your Essence. There is no weakness in Light. Stand in yours, unwavering and unapologetic. Take up space, and shine like the m***********g sun. And if you feel yourself flickering, talk to me. I see your Light, as I see my own. My purpose is to reflect it back to you. We can no longer be blind to who we are, individually or collectively. The choice we have is how we will Be through what is to come, how we will Love, and how we will navigate the unfolding, one step at a time. In this moment, I choose Faith, I choose Love.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ Perfect Storm: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 Star Brothers: The Starseed Oracle by Rebecca Campbell

✨ God Speaks: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Crystal Cave: The Sacred Forest Oracle by Denise Linn

It’s been a minute since I’ve written anything. That’s not to say there hasn’t been an avalanche of words in my head, tumbling toward my heart at breakneck speed, obliterating everything else on the path. I’ve just been trapped inside this internal wordless scream, a vault in my throat for which I no longer have the combination. When I was a girl, I used to sit underwater on the bottom of our swimming pool and scream. My temper, and my expression of it, was deemed unacceptable, and screaming into the water was oddly cathartic. Sadly, pool season was short in Massachusetts, so relief from the bottleneck of emotions I experienced within was sparing. I’ve spent the better part of my adult life learning to love my emotions, to give them voice and expression, and to honor the depth and intensity of feeling that is a core tenet of who I am. So I have been a bit puzzled by my recent emotional paralysis. I can neither scream nor cry, only rescind myself into stillness. I find myself wondering if I used to scream in the womb…

Silence can be of deep comfort, a service to our soul, or an instrument of violence. As someone who lives and breathes words and communication, the intentional withholding of conversation or information feels like a deeply personal knife in my heart. Honestly, there has been too much of that going on in my life lately. A fearful reluctance to speak emotional truth, wielded as if it can somehow negate the depth of feelings it is meant to deny. Because if it isn’t spoken, it can’t be true, thinks the emotional eunuch. I remember a self I used to be who would beg to listen, sacrificing my dignity on the altar of narcissistic control. My current self says a resounding “f**k that” to emotionally manipulative b******t. So in this particular relationship dance I have met silence with silence, as a perpetrator of this type of violence is not worthy of either my voice or my hearing. Yet it is another, more sublime silence that frightens me, that is a glaring red flag of something amiss in my energetic ecosystem. When I can no longer hear the nearly imperceptible thrum of the cosmos, the faint but always present heartbeat of the Universe, I know I am in waters too deep. My connection to All That Is guides me, it is my through line. Without it the silence is unbearable. The cacophony that fills the field these days is overwhelming, and making it nearly impossible to hear my cosmic heart.

And yet the way through is within me. It is my voice, my wordless scream morphing first into a guttural moan, and then to a resounding, crystalline note of pure rage, shatteringly loud and unending. It is my own silence that has crippled me. How can I not rail at the injustice, the inhumanity, the small mindedness, the abject hypocrisy, the idiocy, the mansplaining, the degradation, the false equivalencies, the double standards, the glaring misogyny, the whataboutism, the vindictiveness, the hate, and the vitriol? I am exhausted from waiting for people to wake up, to uplevel their thinking from “it’s all about me” to “we are in this together”, to see the grand scale emotional manipulation being used to prey on people’s fears. I am tired of hearing otherwise intelligent people doing mental gymnastics to justify supporting violence and bigotry. My silence has held my deepest fear in check, that if I allow my rage a voice that it will consume me, and that my Essence will be immolated by the very thing I despise. Instead of venting in anger, and adding to the foment, I have listened to my guidance to hold steady, returning again and again to the place of peace in my heart, where I attune to the rhythm of the cosmos. So I give voice now from a place inside of myself where I am anchored in my Knowing that my presence and way of being, grounded in peace and compassion, has been soldiering on in the silence, deeply aware that only Light can dispel darkness, that Love will eventually outweigh the hate, and that we will continue to evolve into our highest potential as Divine beings, having this at times very painfully human experience.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ Eyes of the Eagle: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 Wisdom: Sacred Destiny Oracle by Denise Linn

✨ Dream a Little: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Snake Spirit: The Spirit Animal Oracle by Colette Baron-Reid

I’m one of those people who loves Autumn, although I can thoroughly do without the inevitable pumpkin spice hoopla. The crisp air, the leaves resplendent as they offer their final glorious rebellion before they relinquish themselves to the earth, the encroaching coziness of shorter days, all feed the part of me that craves the snuggly warmth of introspection. Living in New England I have have gained a deep appreciation for the beauty of each season, and the myriad gifts offered. As a person who has always found nature to be the entryway to my spirituality, I mark seasons through the wheel of the year, the cosmos guiding me through the eternal spiral dance of my own evolution. Today marks the beginning of Autumn, with the sun entering Libra, a day of perfect balance between dark and light.

The cards remind me of this balance today, to have vision with altitude, to rise above the noise and distraction to know the depths of our own wisdom, to dream our Selves into being, to heal what is misaligned, to bring harmony within. I am also called forward, knowing that as there is increased darkness outside, with shorter days and longer nights, to move into deeper introspection and anchor in my own light to see the way through. There is so much stirring in the world, so many challenges and conflicts, a seemingly unending barrage of negativity and doom and gloom, it can be difficult to remember the light is always with us, inside us and around us. I am somewhat melancholy by nature, with the dichotomy of being an eternal optimist. I am the both/and. For years I struggled with seeing beyond the challenges, always waiting for the other shoe to drop, preparing for the worst case scenario that would inevitably unfold. It took me years to understand that the dark and light are both equal and necessary to our existence.

And so the wheel turns, and we move into this next season, fraught with uncertainty and on the verge of possibility for an entirely new way of Being to emerge. Recently I witnessed someone dear to me experience the disintegration of all that they had thought was truth reveal itself to be something quite the opposite. A house built on deception and manipulation, collapsing under the weight of lies, a harsh light exposing all that had been hidden. The gift of light is that darkness cannot withstand it. I have been honored to watch this person navigate the debris field of their emotions, of having stark truths revealed, and standing steady in the face of it, anchoring into their wisdom, their knowing, and discovering a deeper truth about themself. And in that discovery letting go of places within that were simply empty rooms, places to hide their true self in order to feel safe in the world. The illusion of safety separates us from our Essence, with so much fear hiding behind posturing and bravado. The old masks are unnecessary. Vulnerability is the purest strength, the courageous expression of the heart. May it allow us to surrender our masks like the turning leaves that let go of the branch, yielding to a greater cycle of release and, ultimately, renewal.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ Hollow Bone: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 Leadership: Sacred Destiny Oracle by Denise Linn

✨ Sacred Convergence: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Turtle Spirit: The Spirit Animal Oracle by Colette Baron-Reid

I was looking for a document today, an astrology reference that I had saved to my iCloud files, and while scrolling through the folders, I came across a number of plans and vision statements that I had written back in 2021 for my spiritual mentoring practice, Infinite Wisdom Collective. As I read through these pages, I was struck by how clear my vision was, at a time when the execution of that vision in physical world reality was not anywhere close to clarity. I had tapped into a line of energy that I had little understanding of where it would lead me. My mind, which loves to plan and map and dissect, was overwhelming my soul, which needed to breathe in and experience the essence of the work I was envisioning. I needed to embody that line of energy before I could “manifest” it. In the ensuing years, my life has taken me far and wide, literally traveling across the globe while journeying to realms of Spirit and consciousness that I had not imagined possible. And for most of that time, my ego was pissed that I was not accomplishing enough. I should have 8 million followers on social media, I should have a 7 figure business, I should have whatever success du jour story that my ego was shaming me with on any given day. Note that the key word in all of this is “should”. Should, the gateway drug to self-recrimination and shame, and a word I believe the world would be much improved by never uttering again. I realized, as I perused the inspired content I’d created years ago, that those words written years ago were simply seeds I’d planted, not yet a tree bearing fruit.

The Hollow Bone card is one that always catches my attention when it turns up, because I know it is inviting me to look inside at whatever mental/emotional chatter is blocking my channel to the Divine. How can I empty myself of this dialogue, and listen to the whispers of my soul, and to the infinite wisdom that abounds? As I reflected on the past few years, I was deeply aware of the emptying I had gone through, identifying and releasing old constructs of self that were simply masks I’d worn, or relationships and connections that satisfied a particular craving without providing any nourishment. As I read my own words from three years ago, I recognized that I was no longer just saying those words, I am living them. I have experienced a sacred convergence within myself, an integration of idea and form, of thought and substance, of past and present. The Divine Feminine and Sacred Masculine in harmony, in Sacred Union within my Self. Intuition and intellect hand in hand, standing sovereign in the lived experience and infinite wisdom of the present moment.

Collectively we are at a turning point, especially when it comes to leadership. In the States we are seeing this play out in the presidential election, where two dramatically different ideas of leadership are on display. For me, it is always the internal question of how do I lead myself that drives me. Do I succumb to fear or spells of smallness, the litany of shoulds that paralyze any promise of progress? Or do I stand in my sovereignty, trusting my Knowing, and in the gifts that I have been given? It took me years to share my writing publicly, because old traumas had convinced me that I wasn’t “accomplished” enough for my words, my voice, my story, to make a difference. As I healed, as I emptied out the chambers of limitation that my heart was hoarding, I learned the value of my soul story. I lived my own worth. Now through that hollow bone of Self words flow, compassion holds, and I lead through the animation of my own essence, the unfettered expression of my luminosity. With each word I tell the story of my Soul, because it is what I am meant to do, because it is Who I Am. I lead by example, one slow and steady step at a time.

Blessed be.

Oracle Cards:

✨ Straddling Worlds: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀 Relaxation: Sacred Destiny Oracle by Denise Linn

✨ The Ancient Ones: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

🌀 Vulture Spirit: The Spirit Animal Oracle by Colette Baron-Reid

Nothing is wasted. Sometimes I wonder about all of the words and ideas that cycle through my mind, weaving stories and sparking inspiration within my consciousness. What are they all for? Then a dear friend reminded me that the words I choose mean something to her when she reads them, that the very personal process of writing connects me to something much greater than myself. Bringing form to thought, coaxing inspiration into reality, connecting heaven to earth - this is why the words come to me, and flow through me. My soul is a canvas, and words are the medium that allow it to be witnessed. My soul is also the cumulative expression of my Divine Humanity, formed over eons from eternal source, gathering wisdom and lived experience with each iteration, each lifetime filled with the harrowing and the happy, my consciousness growing and evolving. One energetic drop in the ever expanding collective ocean of existence, in an exquisite dance of self awareness and dissolution into the Knowing that we are all One. These are the worlds we straddle, that of the Self and the Collective.

I write each morning, pen to paper, words streaming through from some unfathomable place where thoughts form and information is exchanged. Is it my Higher Self, some entity of consciousness providing insight, or simply the voice of my own lived experience? I resist the word “channel” because it holds a connotation that I am just a conduit of the information, rather than the author. I am feeling more and more that the words that come through are a part of a greater Self, one that holds both the lineage of my existence as well as the collective wisdom of which we are all a part. And yes, this is the kind of thing I’m puzzling over on any given Sunday. This morning’s writing was rather insistent that it be shared, because although as it is written it appears to be addressed to me, I am deeply aware that it is for the greater self in us all that the words are intended. So without further ado…

Nothing is wasted, sweet one. Now is the time of the power of your lived experience. All that has formed you, all you have learned, all that has grown within you is for this time. You are a bridge to the new paradigm, a conduit of heaven and earth, of past and present. You are a Living Lineage, embodying all of the wisdom earned throughout existence. You are encoded with wisdom - you were born Knowing. You have spent your lifetime Remembering, gathering all of your disparate pieces of Self to reemerge into the coherent, clear channel of Divine Humanity you were born to be. It is time to reclaim Heaven for Earth, to lead the legion of Light in illuminating those who have yet to awaken to the fullness of their own possibility. You are borne of something eternal, something that always was and always will be. Do not hide from the nature of your existence. You are meant for this moment. Blessed be. And so it is.

I was hesitant to share this today, but I was encouraged by my friend to “go into it this morning with all of YOU”. Authenticity is all we have. We are the only species that contorts our true nature to fit into paradigms created by others. So many outfits worn in an attempt to be seen as something, when it is in our nakedness that we reveal our Self. Maybe I’m old now, or just all out of f***s to give, or maybe I’ve gathered enough of those parts of me into some peaceful alliance, so that the highly practical earthly achiever, who routinely swears and gets s**t done, is now comfortable with the dreaming mystic who winds her way through the cosmos contemplating the nature of existence while connecting deeply with the unseen realms. Maybe that is all I was ever meant to do, to be at peace with my Self so I can be at peace in my worlds. Maybe that was always the point.

Blessed be.

On another note, a number of you have asked me if I offer individual oracle card readings. It is not something I typically do outside of a spiritual mentoring relationship, but ask and you shall receive! You can find the details at Infinite Wisdom Collective. Many thanks for the interest and much love.