I vividly recall asking a dear one what having type 1 diabetes felt like? She replied the closest she could get to having me understand was chronic PMS. I felt a familiar shock wave with imagining this physical sensation never ceasing. To the outside world no one would know that she has lived with diabetes for over four decades now. Testing, trying to keep one step ahead to not subject her body to the highs and lows that are part of the often rocky diabetic terrain she must n

I was offered such an amazing life hack from my mentor not too long ago. We were discussing the difference between receiving intuitive messages and how to discern when they are from our higher self and those benevolent beings working on our behalf or when they are from our ego. Ego is needed, its job is to protect and it can go into heightened overdrive when it feels as if it needs to take over the driver’s seat. As soon as it understands that I know she’s there, that she has

“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” ~ Mr. Fred Rogers In a crisis situation there are the first responders, the people who come in to help us triage and set the wheels in motion. They listen and use their knowledge and expertise to assess who needs to be called, what needs to happen first and what possibly can wait. They are vital as one’s brain can almost f

Is it ever too late? This presents an ever present paradox that as humans we find ourselves living within. I had a conversation with a dear friend just the other day and in her circumstance a family member was too late in letting her know of their desire in a real estate property. It was already under contract, going to another buyer. These kinds of moments happen when it is too late and I have no doubt that we each might be remembering something similar happening to us? I fi

“We all have stores we’ve told ourselves, because with stories we can define ourselves and say, ‘well, that’s just me.’ Stories prevent us from growing. The only constant in life is growth. It’s in nature; it’s everywhere. Growth and evolution are written in our genes. What if your ‘truth’ is just a story you’ve been telling yourself.” ~ Astro Butterfly I am acutely aware of the stories I may have grabbing at my attention and most of them are simply fiction. They can keep me

August showed up on my doorstep this morning; standing there barefoot in her own storm. I reached to bring her inside, but she brought me out instead. We walked in her rain. I timed my breath to her thunder. We talked about sunlight; a thing we currently had no evidence even existed. She told me faith is muscled in disbelief, worked ropey and strong by that long, aching reach past uncertainty into nothingness. That hunger for something true, time and time again. Faith is mome