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What If You Literally Can’t Do It Wrong?

This was NOT one of my finer parenting moments.

To be honest, it’s a little embarrassing, actually.

But, I’m going to share this very raw & real moment with you.

Because my lessons are your lessons. My pain is your pain. We are all in this together.

Mom Life

Last week, Calista (age 10) came home from the bus stop visibly distressed. I could tell that she was holding back tears.

I asked her what was wrong & all of her emotion broke out. Long story short, her bus driver, who apparently has a history of being short-tempered, yelled at her and embarrassed her. And she didn’t do anything wrong. (It was a miscommunication).

This is when I felt the physical manifestation of emotions start to rise in my body. This was not the first time she’s come home with stories about this driver’s behavior.

(Surely, we’re all human and may lose our temper from time to time. Good lawd, these tiny humans know how to push our buttons and test our patience like no other!! But, when yelling is your DEFAULT way of being, and you have a job that requires you to be around children every day — this is a problem.)

I tried to be comforting, “Clearly, he has the wrong job, honey. It’s not about you. Don’t take it personal” was my response.

“But, I’m going to be in SO much trouble.” she said, in fear.

“Wait, hold up. In trouble how?” I asked. Clearly she was not in trouble with me. So, why the worry?

“He’s writing me up. The principle is going to call me in the office & then I’m in SO much trouble.” she said.

I remained calm on the outside, but inwardly I was feeling my anger grow. How did this man and this school system instill so much fear into my child?

“Well, honey. If that happens, you just use your voice, stand up for yourself, & explain to her what happened. You didn’t do anything wrong. No need to worry.” I tried to explain to her, rationally.

But, she was still so IN it. The fear of being in “trouble.” The embarrassment of having an adult “freak out” on her in front of all her friends. The pain of being yelled at, which is a lot for some. This is a girl who never gets in trouble, is a straight A student — she really IS a good kid.

She looked at me, with genuine fear in her eyes and said, “I don’t want to ride the bus. What if he yells at me again? What if I’m in trouble? What do I do?”

This is where the passion and emotions took over.

And, this is the part where I didn’t stop to take a breath and consider my response. This is where the passion and emotions took over. This is where the love for my child intersected with the anger over the situation. This is where the irreverent non-conformist in me who rallies against fear-based tactics and the broken system took the mic.

With the image of this off-kiltered bus driver in my mind, yelling at small children for anything and everything from talking to each other to looking down at their papers (instead of ahead “just in case” he has to slam on the brakes), spit flying, horn blaring, kids crying, overpowering…

“You tell him to ‘F*** OFF’. That’s what you do,” I told her.

I know. I know. I couldn’t believe what came out of my mouth either. Not my most profound wisdom drop or finest parenting moment.

It takes something for me to even share this now because my reaction is not in alignment with all the “labels” and beliefs I have about myself: loving mother, yogi, compassionate being. I earn my living through the art of communicating! I mean clearly this version of SELF was NOT present during this little outburst.

But, underneath it all, I am just as human as anybody else — figuring it all out as I go.

Along the way, I’ve learned to love myself through all the little imperfections and transgressions — even the part that is greatly irreverent at times, questions authority, and loves her children so much that it hurts.

What I had in front of me was a wide-eyed child whose expression was basically saying, “For reals?? My mother. She who I empty all of my worries and fears into. She who comforts and consoles. THIS is the advice she has for me?”

But, she DID stop crying. It brought her back to the moment. And changed the energy of the conversation.

When I checked in with myself, I realized the source of my anger. I felt like I had failed my child in that moment.

I’m raising my girls to be strong and confident, to love themselves, and NOT to live in fear. But, here I was, sending them to a school system everyday that is designed to teach them to get in line, conform, and fear authority. And the results of that were present right in front of me. My true anger was not with the bus driver, or the school, or the situation — it was with myself. And, how I felt like I wasn’t a good enough mother in that moment.

But, still, that was my sh*t to deal with (and I am). I knew I missed the mark with her & could do better.

Do-Over

“No, wait. Don’t say THAT. Not exactly” I back-pedaled a little. Oops.

“What mommy MEANT to say is this: No adult ever has the right to make you feel bad about yourself. Adults are humans too, and often make mistakes. They NEVER have any right to bully a child. People that yell all the time are not happy with themselves and are misdirecting their emotions. It’s not about you. Don’t take this on as it if means the TRUTH about you. I want you to know that you always have the right to stand up for yourself and I will ALWAYS back you up on that. ALWAYS. You will never be in trouble with me for speaking your truth.”

I could see that her emotions were shifting.

Now, to the point of why I decided to share this:

How often do we make ourselves wrong? For how we feel? For how we express? For how we react?

How often do we judge ourselves harshly because of it?

How about this instead:

What if it’s ALL serving? What if you literally can’t do it wrong. You can’t mess it up.

What if it’s all just information — leading us to our highest good. Pointing us in the direction of what we truly desire and where we shall change course?

Because, it is.

But, only when put our self-judgement aside for long enough to see it for truth.

Any time anger arises, when we develop acute awareness around it, is just an opportunity waiting to be transmuted into compassion. For ourselves. For the situation.

And, from that place, we get to create the reality that we truly desire.

And, this goes for any emotion. Don’t push it down. Don’t make it wrong. Ask it what it’s here to tell you.

When you lean into, what’s revealed to you is a wish that has been unfulfilled, an action not yet taken, something that has gone unexpressed for too long, and/or where you have work to do.

This is all good news.

Tune in to this subtle wisdom within, follow the breadcrumbs, and you will be liberated.

Thank back to a moment in your life where you made yourself “wrong.”  How can you look at it through a new lens of happening FOR you, instead?  If feeling inspired to do so, please share with us in the comments below!

How to Navigate Change with Love.

Change is a catalyst for growth.

And, it can feel really scary.

In our hearts, we know that stepping into the new and the unknown is a blessed opportunity to gently release all that is no longer in alignment and which no longer serves our highest good. It’s our big chance to finally grow our wings and morph into the beautiful butterfly that we are meant to be.

Our mind doesn’t always follow our heart, though.

Status quo, even when it doesn’t serve our highest good, is warm and cozy. It’s like that old tattered blanket that you just can’t bare to throw away because it has wrapped you, on countless occasions, into it’s snuggly cocoonedness (that is a word, right?). Who doesn’t want to feel safe and content inside a fuzzy hug?

But, playing it safe is where complacency happens. Our growth becomes stunted. The fire in our soul reduced to barely a smolder. It’s where life ends. Really.

Enter change.

Beware. Our ego mind doesn’t care much for change. Ego is all about fear and self-judgment. It will do its best to convince us not to make a move. What if you fail? You probably will, after all. What if this is a horrible decision? It probably is. And, who are you to take this giant leap? To dream so big? Silly you. The ego relies on the familiar, oh so reluctant to explore the unknown, and determined to keep us trapped in fearville, where countless other lost souls reside. Feeling safe, but merely a shell of our authentic selves — that’s no way to live.

It is the spaces of the unknown that the most beautiful magic of our existence occur. Gorgeous in the shape of new landscapes. Exquisite in the form of fresh experiences that mold us and help us to grow. When we’re brave enough to take the leap, adventures abound as we’re pulled into beautiful new directions. We finally get to peel back the layers and expose our delightful authenticity within.

I don’t believe that life happens to us. It happens FOR us.

So, when we are being guided into a new direction, we must go with the flow and remain open to the possibilities. We’re being prepared to blossom fully into the person we are meant to be.

So, the simple solution is this: replace fear with love. Fear is everything that can go wrong. Love is everything that can go right. Fear is close-minded and expecting the worst. Love is open to all of the possibilities and never losing faith in the fact that we’re being guided to our highest good. Fear chooses complacency and status quo. Love chooses to expand and grow into the infinite possibilities of the Universe. Fear is judgemental and considers what we’re ‘supposed’ to do according to the rest of the world. Love goes within, calls on passion and purpose, and allows intuition to take control of the wheel.

I hope you will join me in tapping into that inner-wisdom, staying strong, being fluid, and leaning into the fear. The places we’ll go, despite them being way outside of our comfort zones, are exactly where we need to visit to step fully into our highest potential. A yummy place to be.

Spread your wings and fly, baby. I will see you amongst the clouds.

In peace, love, and powerful transformation

xx,

Dawn

Truth is the Greatest Liberator

Here I am, a writer, with SO much to say right now… and feeling completely blocked. Like, it just doesn’t want to come out. AT ALL.

(The irony is not lost on me here as next week, I will be leading an oceanside writing workshop for conscious leaders to get free’d up and fully expressed in their messaging. One of the lessons is working through writer’s block. Oh, cheeky Universe!)

Meanwhile, my VA is messaging me for new content so she can do her thing, and I’m, like, “It’s totally coming!! It’s all on my heart. I just need some time and space to get it out.”

But, sitting here (late last night, actually) for hours, and I got NOTHING. I wrote myself in circles. Missing all the points. None of it felt right.

It usually flows so easily. This is the container I’ve created around being creative.

So, what’s happening?

Well, of course, I already know the answer. It’s within. It’s always within.

But, until getting honest, the “Oh, I’m blocked” writing in circles game was going to play itself in a continuous loop.

Truth is the greatest liberator. Always.

Looking through the lens of truth, I say, “So much is shifting and transitioning in my world right now — it’s hard to keep up with all the feels and express them in a meaningful way within the constraints of language.”

Sure. That could be my answer. I mean, I could totally get a pass on THAT being the cause of my block & let myself off the hook right there. Sounds good enough. Write about it. Tie in a happy ending. Send a link to my VA. Go about my day. And, it wouldn’t be wrong, per se…

But, truth doesn’t play like that. Not REAL truth anyway.

It knows when it’s being fully expressed. And when it’s being tiptoed around.

And, only you know the difference. You COULD get away with half-truths all day. Most of us play at that level, actually. But, it causes a lot of suffering. You already know this. Your soul always knows.

However, if you desire healing and ascension ~ you do the deep work. Even though it doesn’t feel good. There is no other way.

So, reluctantly, I chose diving deeper. Many hours of contemplation. And, that’s when, finally, I allowed it to bubble up. (As it always does, when you lean into surrendering.)

In another twist of irony, the message came through:

“You’re still hiding.”

What? (Ego talking:) This is news to me. I’ve done all the work ~ over a decade and counting. Like, it’s my job. I’m so out of hiding that I’m not even the same person, anymore! I mean, my business platform is built on becoming unleashed and fully expressed and bare naked and vulnerable and this is what I teach others to do all day long. And it’s powerful. And it works.

AND…

(Truth taking back over the wheel:)

“There’s more work to do.”

We teach what we’ve experienced in our own lives, passing the messages down when a few steps ahead, helping others to rise.

AND, we teach what we need to know at a deeper level. There is no finish line to our learning and expansion. It just shifts into leading us towards mastery.

In fact, that’s how you know you are REALLY on the right track: When you’re teaching what you are called to become masterful in this lifetime — as in, the lessons keep showing up. And, each time you “pass” the test, you’re a little wiser, stronger, and more effective. It comes in many waves in many layers, and over many years. And, just when you think you’ve “won” the game, another test shows up. Another chance to level-up.

So, now, I know. My work to do is to find all the dark corners where I am still hiding — and shine light and love onto them so they may be set free.

And, as I continue to liberate myself in this way, I get to share this liberation with others.

What a gift to now be able to teach from this new place of humbleness and shared humanity. From a place of, “I don’t have all the answers. I’m doing the work WITH you. Also, I’ve already done a lot of the hard stuff so it doesn’t have to be as difficult for you. Let me show you the way…”

Ahh. That feels better now. Like a whole book could flow out of me. 🙂

Energetically, our half-truths will fragment us. We’ll feel blocked all day. Relieving them is bliss.

So, if this is stirring something inside of you, you may sit with asking where you are not being fully truthful with yourself. (And, you already know. We always know!)

Instead of making yourself wrong about it, how about you surrender into it? And, realize it is all PERFECT. Happening FOR you and your ascension. In fact, it couldn’t have been scripted any better. The next step towards mastery. Enjoy the journey. <3

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PS: If this struck you on a soul level & you would like to take the next steps together, there are 2 spots open in next week’s Writing from the Soul workshop. Two days, in a beautiful oceanfront home, divine flow immersion, magical people, maybe you? Contact me for more info… <3 <3

Wildly Unpopular Confession Alert

So, of all the things I have publicly confessed (thus far), this one is a real stretch.

Because I know some of y’all have some serious feelings about this.

And, before I go on, I assure you: It’s not you. It’s me.

But…

(There’s kind of a funny story involved, so hopefully it will soften the blow.)

Last weekend…

Last weekend, I was at a beautiful wedding (Congrats Jennifer & Kyle!!). It was getting late. We were all having a lovely time. I was a few songs in, on the dancefloor, having SO much fun.

And, then, I heard that familiar beat drop. Not a bad beat. A good beat, actually. I could get down to it.

If only…

“Oh, noooo,” I thought. “Ugh.” That’s right. “It’s the f*cking cupid shuffle.”

I know. I KNOW. Y’all love your line dances. I see you – having so much out there.

NO JUDGEMENT at all, by the way. I admire you, actually. I wish I could blend in.

“What is your problem?” I ask myself. “Just get in line with them. Do the dance. You’re having fun. They’re having fun. Why stop now?”

So, I tried. Really I did. I lasted maybe 30 seconds out there. I just couldn’t. It’s not the moves I’m referring to (obvi). It just felt so WRONG to me. And, then I felt even more wrong for feeling wrong.

In fact, I felt a little piece of my soul die out there on the dancefloor last Saturday night.

But, my God, I tried. (<— Overdramatic much?)

Walking away. Defeated. To the sidelines with that sad look in my eyes. Waiting for the next song to come on. Praying that it was not another line dance. Anything else, really. I would even take a country song, at this point. (Yes, it’s THAT bad for me).

Then, my friend Jack, who was also standing outside of the dancefloor looking in, made an, admittedly, wildly politically incorrect, yet in-that-moment, somehow profound observations out loud.

He said, dryly: “White people love to be told how to dance.”

I know. I know. So wrong.

But, then, it hit me. That’s it! That’s IT!

NOT THIS WHITE GIRL.

It’s like this for me: “Don’t f*cking tell me how to dance.”

That rebel sh*t runs deep. Good lord, woman! I had a strict upbringing. Early curfews. Don’t even think about talking to boys. Catholic school. Mass on Sundays. Aaaaand Fridays. The plaid skirts and all. “Be the good girl.”

This awareness cracked open a whole new level of discovery about myself.

All divine. All perfect.

This is what has molded me into the sacred rebel that I am today. And, in many ways it is serving. I break the rules. I do business and life my way. I question the old ways of being. I enter into the new paradigm. I carve the path for others to do the same.

And, it can show up in ways that maybe aren’t serving. (Hence, exit dancefloor left).

But, the beautiful thing about awareness is this: You get to look at it ALL. Without judgement. And, that’s usually how it goes, anyway. Our greatest gifts are bred from our deepest wounds, fears, and regrets. And, they can show up as both our brilliance AND our hindrances.

Who knew Jack’s irreverence could be so inspiring, eh?

What am I going to do with this newfound awareness? Who knows. Besides be more aware. For now. I probably still won’t get in line with y’all. #toosoon. Maybe one day.

On a side note: For real, though: If you ARE going to tell me how to dance, could you at least give me some more-inspired choreography??

Oh no she didn’t. Too far?

I know. I know. Sorry. Now, I’m just pushing buttons for fun.

You don’t squabble about the Wobble.
You don’t chide the Cha Cha slide.
You don’t play with the Whip & Nae Nae.

Please don’t un-friend me. #loveyou

But, on the serious…

Hi, my name is Dawn, and I f*cking hate line dances. And, I’m no longer ashamed.

So, my question is this? When you hear that beat drop, are you getting in line or stepping on the sidelines with me? And why? No judgement either way. Our differences are what make life so interesting.

MUCH LOVE you! ❤

I am. An ode to Truth.

New poetry. Born post-1am last night. The muse showed up and wouldn’t let me sleep until it was written. I love/hate when that happens. 🙂 Have a beautiful day!!!
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I am.
Woman. Radiant. Wise.
Sunshine.
And blue skies.

I am.
Light. A light. The light.
The reflection of the moon.
Tonight.

I am.
Bravery.
Sipping tea next to fear.
Like, no big deal. We persevere.

I am
Strength.
And vulnerable. And, oh so soft.
A living, breathing paradox.

I am love. Personified.
(But don’t get it twisted)
There is fire behind these kind eyes.
And, she burns.

I am.
The expression of Truth.
Always. In all ways.
Even when the whole body shakes.

I am.
She who may disturb you.
‘Cause there’s no hiding ‘round me.
Sorry. The seer sees.

I am.
Also she who may liberate you.
If that’s what you seek.
You’re the lock. I reflect the key.

I am.
The pain of heartache.
The pleasure of heart full.
A human body. An infinite soul.

I am.
Truth.
Our identity.
What sets us free.

I am.
Everything. And nothing.
I am you. And you are me.
We are divinity.

Sat nam.

Permission to BE Who You Are

Last weekend, in Ft. Lauderdale, my 5-year-old daughter, Delilah, snapped this picture of me on the beach.

It had been cold, cloudy, and super-windy all weekend — not very nice beach weather at all! So, even though the ocean tempted us from our room-with-a-view, we didn’t get to spend much time with her.

But, on the verrrrry last day, in fact, the last hour — the sun finally came out from behind the clouds. I was determined to feel her warmth on my skin and soak up some delicious energy. We made our way down to the sand & found a spot. I laid there with my eyes closed — breathing it in. That’s when Delilah, little-old-soul that she is, said, “mommy, you look so peaceful. I want to take your picture.” #awww

Afterwards, she asked, “are you going to post it on Facebook?” lol. “Sure,” I said.

But, I didn’t.

Why? Well. For starters, I saw an image of someone that was waaaay to pale. (Hello, crazy cold Florida winter!) The picture, taken by a 5-year old, was imperfectly framed and composed. And, above all, I knew that someone, inevitably, would probably point out the way my rib cage sticks out a bit from this angle and tell me that I need to go “eat a hamburger.” (Haven’t heard that one before. lol. And, as a vegan, it gets a double eyeroll!! 🙄🙄)😝

It took me back 20-some years to a time when I didn’t know how to love myself and my reflection and when I probably actually DID need to eat a (veggie) burger. I was often critiqued for being “too skinny” which didn’t compute because that’s not what I saw in the mirror. Those old wounds, stirred up, were enough to trigger me into not taking action in that moment.

But, today, as I was scrolling through my phone, this photo caught my attention, again, and I saw something different.

I saw a beautiful woman who decided to make this the year that she takes her sovereignty back. 🙌🏼 She loves deeply – herself and others. She makes it her job to let her daughter’s know how loved and beautiful THEY are. And, she does her best to make a positive impact in this crazy world. Most notably & importantly, however, she’s finally realized, she has absolutely NOTHING to prove and NOBODY to impress. (Aaaaaamen!!🙏) This is the most freeing and liberating thing everrrrrr.

In committing to living a life that’s fully self-expressed — being self-censored is simply not an option. How we do one thing, is how we do most things. So, I asked myself, where else and how else am I holding back? And, decided: I’m taking a do-over on this one. So, here it is! Bring on the hamburger comments. 😂 I don’t have to accept them as truth. In fact, I know this body is strong and healthy AF and I happen to love it. A lot. 😍Even with — no — ESPECIALLY with, it’s 41-years on-this-earth, birthing-of-two-children flaws and imperfections.

Is it risky to share truth so vulnerably? To put yourself out there, opening up to criticism? Sure. But, only when your bullshit fears are bigger than your purpose.

The freedom is in the contrast of that. Liberation comes from unapologetic truth-sharing & living a life in purposeful alignment, fully expressed, without concern of the harsh opinions of others (who, usually, haven’t yet done the work & walked the path).

The coolest thing about all this? In unleashing our own sovereignty, we unconsciously give others permission to do the same. This is why I share the way I do — for those who need to hear this message. You know who are. 🤗

Consider this “permission” granted to show up fully. You no longer need to play small. That was the old paradigm. It’s time to fully step into your purpose. It’s safe to be seen & heard.

I want you to take on that your voice missing from the conversation is the reason why the world is how it is right now. Because it is. That’s how powerful you are. Your shine, your wisdom, your truth – it’s all needed. Now is the time! (And, don’t worry – it gets easier with practice & over time).

In the meantime, I’ll be holding space for you. How are you? I love to hear from you! Much love! 💕

No Offense, but…

No offense, but I don’t give a f*** about the weather.

I want to know where you hurt and why you’re here.
I want to hear about your passions and your fears.

I want to see your eyes light up when you talk.
And feel the energy pouring out of your heart.


In fact, I want it beating out of your chest.
To the point where you’re a little out of breath.


Because you never quite shared that part of you before.
And, when it’s alllll laid out on the bathroom floor


When you’re feeling really seen and heard
Ready to step up and take on the world..

We can, maybe, just maybe, talk about the weather.

Special Soul, Remember Who You Are

Another late night. Unable to sleep. Called to write. I might as well share some of what is coming through… 💕🙏 🤗

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Special soul. 

You feel deeper, love harder, care more.

It’s not your first visit here. You’ve arrived many times before. Back again to help heal the planet.

I see you. I feel you. And, now, I’m being called to REMIND you.

We forget our truth and why we came here. This is by design and leads us to our required lessons. But, it’s safe to let go of all of that right now. In fact, it’s required. It’s time to remember who the fuck you are! 🙂 Remember: you possess infinite potentiality. Anything you dream, you can create.

It’s noisy out there. In your own head. In the voice of endless opinions of other (well-meaning) friends and family that don’t quite get it.

But, you already know. Deep in your core. You. Know. The. Truth. The truth of who you are. The truth of why you’re here.

Your path is your path and it does not look like others. It’s not supposed to. Stand in that powerfully. Never waiver. Choose the truth of who you are again and again. And the next step will be revealed. And the next. And the next. And, when you forget: Just, gently, come back home again.

Don’t be so hard on yourself. Don’t compare yourself to others. It is all happening FOR you. Perfectly. Divinely. Just ask why? What are you teaching me now? And, the answer shall be revealed.

You are a God. God. One with God. 

You are a brave powerful being who is willing to risk it all. To give it all away in pursuit of the call of the heart. Most people won’t get it. They will look at you as crazy. Silence those people. (With love! Of course).

And know this: As you are waking up, you are actually becoming one of the sane ones in this insane world.

Love yourself deeply. And, when that voice comes in your head to try to convince you otherwise, tell it to SHUT THE FUCK UP. Please. 🙂 You don’t have time for that nonsense now. You have work to do.

Instead, hear this voice of love and adoration and truth. Feel into the energy of the highest version of yourself who you REALLY are when you peel back the masks & cut through the fear. Be who you have come here to be. Fearless. Heartfelt. Guided. Powerful. You’ve got this. I’ve got you.

All you have to do is … Remember. 

Born. Again. And, again. And again.

Today is my birthday. (Thanks for all the FB lovin’ BTW. Felt it. And love you! )

But, here’s the bare naked truth: Even with all of the fabulous people and fabulous things going on in my life … I woke up a little sad this morning. It wasn’t an overbearing sadness. But, it was the kind that lets its presence be known – calling to be explored. It happens. I sat with it.

As I went on about my day, I felt an overwhelming pull to go to the ocean. I looked at my schedule and part of me was like, “hmm, I really shouldn’t.” But, in my 41 trips around the sun, if I’ve learned one thing: Listen to the call of the heart.

So, I took care of a few things, grabbed my journal … and made my way to the sea.

No sooner did I pull up to the beach than it started to rain. The sky looked mostly sunny in other places and it was just a light drizzle, so I decided to go with it. The proverbial grey cloud over my head. Isn’t that cheeky, I thought.

The beach was mostly empty. A few random seagulls crossed my path in the sand. They didn’t fly away, though. Just cocked their heads to the side and let out a little squawk as I passed. “Hello, friend,” I greeted each of them.

As I walked down the shore line, the rain started to get more intense.

“Why did you call me here?” I asked.

“To feel it” was the answer.

“Feel what?” was my question back. “The rain? The pain? Well, it’s cold. And wet. And familiar.” I thought.

“What do you really want?” came the next question.

“Hmmm. I want to be happy, of course. And to be loved. For all of me. That’s all I ever wanted.”

“Do YOU love all of the pieces of you?”

That question struck me. “Yes. I think so. I mean, it’s taken some work to get here. But, oh yes.” I thought some more, “Well ….. except for that one part.” Sigh. “That part that has settled. The part that put her happiness and needs and desires on the back burner. The part that felt it was easier. Easier than facing the truth. Easier than dealing with the pain of disappointing others. Easier than taking a stand that felt, well, selfish.”

“Is it selfish to want to be happy?”

Realization struck. “Oh my. Yes. At some level, I believed that. Put others first. Be the good girl.”

At this point, it is pouring. Soaking wet, I made my way back to the car. I wasn’t ready to leave yet. As I listened to the rain pouring down on the windows, I pulled out my journal and started writing. The cause of my sadness immediately became apparent, and the words flowed out. Almost on their own:

“It’s my birthday and I haven’t freed myself yet. Yes, I am closer than I’ve ever been. But, somewhere, I haven’t forgiven myself for taking so long – for ignoring my heart’s call – for not embodying my whole truth and loving all parts of myself.”

“What would it feel like to forgive yourself now and love yourself deeply?”

“Good. So good. Amazing.”

“Are you willing to do this now?”

“Yes.”

“And know and trust that everything has happened in perfect timing?”

“Yes. Wait. Am I talking to God right now? Like, having a Neale Donald Walsh moment?”

“Yes, my dear. I’ve been waiting. Like I said, everything in divine timing. Are you ready?”

“Omg. What. I mean. Yes.”

“It won’t be easy, you know.”

“It never is.”

“There will be rain + sun + sadness + joy.”

“Yes.”

“And, that’s the beauty of it.”

“Yes. I’m ready. Deep healing is happening right now. I forgive myself. I trust. I let go.”

And, just like that, the sun came out again. So warm. So vibrant. So energizing. In perfect divine timing. Thank you. Thank you.

“Wait. Am I crazy? ‘Cause, I feel kind of crazy now. I’m legit having a conversation with myself & calling it the voice of God.”

“Yes, of course you are. All of my people are.”

Oh yes. Of course. I made my way back to the sand to soak in some of the sun’s rays with newfound bliss and happiness. And, though I’ve felt the sun on my skin a million times before, it never felt quite like this. In fact, I found myself letting out a little audible sigh of pleasure. It was almost embarrassing, but I knew the seagulls wouldn’t judge me.

Born. Again. And, again. And, again.

Keep Going

KEEP GOING ✨

Get yourself out there. More visible. Even more. Like a flashing neon light … unable to be ignored.

It is okay to be seen and heard. In fact, you were born for this. And, NOW is the time. Your whole life has been preparing you for this moment.

It is safe to speak your truth. LOUD. Louder. Often. And, without apology.

The right people will continue showing up for you. As you continue to tune in and be guided, a path of spiritual breadcrumbs will make itself known to you. One step, one crumb, at a time, the path will be revealed. Continue to TRUST and follow. Inside of this effortless flow, everything you’ve ever wanted is waiting for you.

Continue working on opening up to the truth that you are. Every single day. Like it’s your job. (Because it is). 🙂 You will continue becoming a more open and powerful channel-of-truth, beyond what you ever imagined.

Hundreds, thousands, possibly millions need to hear your message. In fact, somebody is waiting to hear your message RIGHT NOW. Speak your truth … without delay. Now.

Did you know that you play a role in starting a movement? Well, you do, dear — a very important role! It’s not time to play small. Go big. Bigger. This is just the beginning. You’ve been waiting until you are ready. If you’re reading this, know that you are ready NOW.

Call on your angels and guides for support. They are here for you, 24/7, and will never let you down. Ask. And, listen. Everything you need to know is there for you.

You’re already on the right path. Just continue putting yourself out there. Again and again and again.

Speak your truth. Never stop speaking your truth.

If you do, know, it’s ALL coming. Everything you’ve ever imagined. And more. Believe it. Feel into that energy. You are a high vibrational being on purpose and nothing will stop you from living your truth.

I believe in you.

❤ ❤

PS: This is the first time I’ve shared a raw channeled message. But, based on the words that came through, I felt like I kind of had to. 😉 Let me know how you’re doing – I love hearing from you! 💕

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