Change is the ONLY constant.

Change is the only constant.

When you are in the midst of an awakening you start to question things…

Popular beliefs start to show their chin hairs… and the things you were once told to believe will all of a sudden not make sense anymore.

When you let go of who you thought you should be… you begin to realize who you really are.

It’s fuggin’ painful at times… and your greatest fear will be disappointing others because it has been beat into your head that you should be a certain way…

Deep down you know that you are changing… and the surrender to that change is going to be BIG & SCARY… but ohhh so worth it.

A bit of comforting advice… It’s actually not as scary as you think it will be.

You’ll wake up one morning with the will to live life on the next level… an up-level…

And you will no longer say… that’s the way we have always done it…

Swan Song 🦢 1.1.21.

My little Swan Song

The best thing that happened in the year 2020 was having my little boy. I don’t know how to explain the energy shift that came to be when I became pregnant with him and then held him in my arms. My whole life changed. My soul felt lighter… happier… and calmer. My anxieties fell… and my past traumas were no longer haunting me. It was like a little bit of magic washed over me and I suddenly found acceptance and freedom… a new lighter me. He was the change that I needed. He was my little swan song to the old me.

My days are now filled with joy… with smiles… and with immense unconditional love. I look at people no longer as people… but as souls just trying to find their way home. My patience is superb. My love BIG…

Reflecting back on the last solar year I realized that I needed my little boy to put me in check… to up-level me… he made me better.

For my next solar year projection I want to take on the energies of the Swan 🦢 and Dove🕊 totem. To express peace and grace in all that I do. To share beauty and love in all that I am. To treat each day as a gift.

Horses Run Wild & Free

There is an important difference between dwelling in misery and understanding that on the path of healing things will come up that sometimes cause us to feel the old emotions and patterns that we are working on letting go.

There is great power in honoring the reality of our current emotions – not feeding them or making them worse but simply recognizing that this is what has arisen in this present moment and that this will also change. When we create this space within ourselves – a space of calmness that is undisturbed by the storm – the storm tends to pass more quickly.

Practicing such profound honesty within ourselves helps in all facets of internal and external life – there is no real freedom without honesty, and without honesty, there can be no peace of mind.

Healing ourselves isn’t about constantly feeling bliss; being attached to bliss is a bondage of its own. Trying to force ourselves to be happy is counterproductive, because it suppresses the sometimes tough reality of the moment, pushing it back within the depths of our being, instead of allowing it to arise and release.

– Yung Pueblo, Inward

Loosen thy Pen.

Writing. God. The writing.

The exchange of words. The words. Nothing makes me feel more alive than writing.

When I was in college I took a couple creative writing classes. I debated on minoring in creative writing or printmaking but ended up doing neither… mostly because a single class was nearly 4 grand at SCAD. But really I was just a little chicken nugget and didn’t want to pay it back…

I’m still paying back what I have accrued.

But… the lessons I learned in my days in art school has served me well…

Ps. I’m finally writing my book…

A Pilots Daughter.

This was taken four years ago on our way back from Iceland. Me and my sister missed our connecting flight from Boston to Atlanta and at the time my Dad was a private pilot for a lady in Boston. As luck would have it his G450 was headed to Savannah for maintenance and service… literally the next day after we landed in Boston. So we got a free ride in a luxury Gulfstream back home.

Now he flys for the FBI in Washington D.C. 🙂

I love being a pilots daughter. My nephew wants to fly… he’s been talking with my Dad here lately about learning to fly in Vero Beach, Florida…. I truly truly hope he does! I’m trying to convince my oldest daughter to go to flight attendant school…. wouldn’t that be neat… the two oldest grands in the sky!? I love it!

They have one more year of high school left…. so we will see… a family in the sky… ✈️