MLK

I can remember as a kid being at aTigers baseball game with my dad hearing the Star Spangle Banner song being sung throughout the entire stadium, feeling all the cells in my tiny body begin to come alive. Still to this day when I hear these lyrics I feel a sense of patriotism wash overContinue reading “MLK”

2+0+2+2= 6 The Year Of The Lovers

This past year has been quite the year for me personally with my family & collectively as a whole planet, watching mankind in my opinion become more divided than ever. Ironically in the tarot deck using numerology the numbers for last year equated to the year of the Hierophant (5), who’s universal energy is equatedContinue reading “2+0+2+2= 6 The Year Of The Lovers”

Winter Solstice Dec 21

Winter Solstice is the celebration of the suns light coming back around, marking the ending of the darkest period in its season as the days begin to now become longer & longer. In ancient times in the Northern Hemesphere they believed this specific day was the suns rebirth, the moment or reset which is why throughout out time time its been celebrated as the dawn of the new beginning. This specific energy is about the revival of all life that has been hunkered down or hibernating over the last few months, following the process of letting life go of the attachments that were not necessary in order to conserve & sustain its energy during the cold dark season.

The (Un) Fun Of Divorce

I can remember the love hate relationship I had with parenting that no one really openly talks about, even more so during difficult times of separation, division of family or when divorcing a narcissist. Most people want to save face portraying an ideology that every thing is “great” with raising children, hiding behind their own faceContinue reading “The (Un) Fun Of Divorce”

To Question, Thats The Answer

I had a conversation with a client recently about why is it that people are no longer allowed to be inquisitive about topics they need more information on, before accepting someone else’s knowledge, opinions & ideas as truths without greater understanding. When & why has it stopped being ok to ask questions & further examineContinue reading “To Question, Thats The Answer”

Self Empowerment

What I realized during some of these long over due evaluations of connections was that I was my own form of toxic poisoning to my well being, thoughts & beliefs.  I had for years consumed the tainted koolaid that was served from a narcissistic parent that I thought was a refreshment, distorting my entire truth of self beliefs.  I found a way during my later years in healing to forgive myself & that abused little girl inside that simply didn’t know any better or differently.

Building Blocks Of Self

Unsolicited outside opinions at times are just a way for other people to share & spread their own fear based biases. Opinion are not facts or truths, just a collection of words that belong to another persons vocabulary of assumptions & ideas, viewpoint & speculations that might have nothing to do with you. Points of views say more about the person who speaks of them so take them with a grain of salt & use what seems to resonates with you while learning to pass over what doesn’t. Listening to someone speak & share their feelings doesn’t have to mean you agree.

The Gift In Self(ish)Care

Sometimes you have to be selfish (YOU READ THAT CORRECTLY) for your own self care preservation, which normally goes against the nature of most people upbringing regardless of how you were raised.  Im sure even the word SELFISH alone probably makes some, maybe even most people feel uncomfortable because of the negative connotation that surrounds it.Continue reading “The Gift In Self(ish)Care”

The NON Father’s Day

I haven’t celebrated fathers day in over 7 years now when my former father decided it was more important to keep his friendship with my ex husband than it was having a relationship with his daughter.  I was once very close to my dad growing up (my former mother despised our bond), idolizing his statureContinue reading “The NON Father’s Day”

The Shame Of Weight

I grew up in a home where the scale for ones body weight was a solid fixture in the upstairs hallway.  For years as a child I would watch my former weight obsessed mother step onto her throne that was her scale, hoping for a number that she could happily live with.  This self abusiveContinue reading “The Shame Of Weight”