The art in healing..

ive cried a lot lately, for so many different reasons I would really need to write a book to convey all its glorious which has been a thought I have played with for a long time now..I just dont seem to want to hold my shit in anymore (this working with crystals is really powerful), breaking apart emotionally almost as a form of …

a lie is a lie, no matter the size, shape or color..

I used to make up a lot stories when I was a kid that actually had great texture and imagination to them, or so I thought..i constructed these imaginary fabrications as a comfort blanket to the insecure feelings that I had inside as a child, pretending to be someone other than the adopted me I was supposed to be that I couldn’t truly …

this month specifically was dedicated to love, magic and pagan sex rituals..FYI

    bastille my heart as I love to watch a good whitewashed celebrated PAGAN festival creatively molded into a saint holiday to better serve its “people” politely without any threads of unholy beliefs, oh but yet it does as I cackle in my witchiest way.. we for century’s have unknowing participated in pagan ritual without ever realizing it and have even encourage our …

just like its my children’s time to discover who they are outside of me, its also I found out, my time to discover who I am outside of them..

I’ve been busy lately, studying actually to be honest and a tab bit slightly confused in a situational good manner as to the direction im supposed to be going in..not really too confused where it gives me anxiety or fear, but just enough to make me want to ponder and inspire my thoughts enough and really ask myself for the first time …

the thought of having to wake up tomorrow at the crisp time of 630 am is painful to my inner child

here it is, the last day of summer vacation we all have been dreading because we have been thoroughly enjoying the season of summer, well at least I have..i have been loathing this moment this past month, since I have truly have enjoyed  this summer with my teenage daughter and our family as a whole.. this summer in particular, …

let me show you one time what its like to be you in the eyes and heart of me

I had a conversation the other day with a client of mine about “tough love”.  I have actually never really liked this word & believe at times I have had to administer  “strong love” for myself and especially when it had come to parenting my own children and external relationship outside myself with situations that was in need of reconstruction and boundaries.. sometimes in …