Feb 7, 2021, during the beginning of COVID, I worked at the largest spa in Canada, boasting 40k square feet of european magical medicine, with 9 unique saunas, mud from Germany, massage rooms and an outdoor pool overlooking the mountains and lakes... and 3.5 million Swarovski crystals at Sparkling Hills Resort. I had a crystal rain session, which is our signature version of essential oil raindrop therapy...9 different oils used. As soon as I got started in her feet and the aroma of lavender filled the air, visuals of my new spirit guide started showing up in my head. Smiling I thought...ohhh...this is a first... Then the questions came, why? Flashes of the pyramids, flowers, Sarita, flowers, dark chocolate eyes. Flowers... Flowers.... As I rubbed the oils into this woman’s feet, I allowed myself to be pulled into the lavender’s energy. I don’t really remember a lot, just the energy, and at the end, her releases in her neck were significant. When she came out of the room, she locked eyes with me and said, “what’s your specialty?” Ack!! I stumbled over my words as I wanted to say “love...energy” but, who is this woman and she just called me out! She saw my struggle and said, I ask because you took me to an embryo... I was flying and saw angels ... So I’d like to know what you do outside of this place. GASP! “you’re onto me!” we both laughed. “Yes, I’m an osteopath and I can tell you’ve been doing this for a long time.” She stayed open so I told her my background and that my guides energy showed up in the room and I felt like we had gone to the pyramids of Teotihuacan. As we walked out of the area, she said she had set her intent for a reset and she was leaving this afternoon, “well, going back to being an embryo is a pretty decent reset, well done!” I replied. I thanked her for sharing as I don’t get a lot of feedback of people’s experiences at the spa. We shared a still moment and she went on her way. ** I see a don Miguel Ruiz video of him playing piano, as I clock out and start walking down the hill to my car. #timing

We talk a lot about self-care. “Are you taking care of yourself?” “What are you doing to feel better?” Well… that’s exactly what I was doing. I live with chronic pain—especially in my feet—so self-care isn’t optional. It’s survival.Yesterday, I sat down to massage my feet, gently wiggling my baby toe, just trying to offer myself some relief.And then: CRACK. It didn’t hurt at first. I thought I’d just popped a joint. That’s happened before—and it usually brings relief. But not this time. Turns out I broke my own toe.With my own hands. So now I’m sitting here with my foot taped and elevated… wondering what the real lesson is.Because “slow down” feels a little too easy. Maybe it’s… ✨ Self-care isn’t always gentle. Sometimes it brings pain before healing. Growth before grace. ✨ Even good intentions can go awry. What matters is how we meet ourselves afterward. ✨ Our bodies are always speaking. Sometimes in whispers. Sometimes in cracks. Are we truly listening? ✨ We can't always fix ourselves alone. And maybe we’re not meant to. Support—professional, spiritual, communal—is part of the path. ✨ There’s a fine line between helping and pushing. And maybe… my hands crossed that line. So today, self-care looks like not doing.Not fixing.Not improving. Just being with what is.Breathing.Resting.Letting the broken be held—not rushed. Because sometimes, the most sacred form of self-care… is surrender. Have you ever had a moment like this—where your care turned into something else entirely? I’d love to hear your reflections below. 👣💬

Integrating light codes, trauma healing, and the slow magic of embodiment People say, “Let your spirit catch up to your body.” But lately, that feels backward. The spirit moves fast. Downloading codes, collapsing timelines, birthing whole new worlds in a blink. Meanwhile the body… dense, loyal, still metabolizing the last heartbreak, still rinsing out ancestral static from the bones. It’s not that we’re slow. It’s that matter takes time.Our spirits can quantum leap. Our cells need to walk there. You’re not behind. You’re integrating. You’re teaching the body how to hold the light it asked for. This takes time my love. So maybe the truer prayer is this: Let my body catch up to my spirit. Let the old vehicle learn the language of flight. How is your vehicle acclimatizing to this new energy earth is experiencing? I’d love to hear your experience, feel free to share below!

Yesterday, in my Skool screen time challenge, an unexpected awareness rose. It wasn’t about distraction, or hours wasted scrolling, or even the endless tabs. It was softer, more intimate: I noticed that I don’t always reach for the screen to escape—sometimes I reach for it to check on one of my teachers. And then the deeper awareness landed—if there were no screens, I would have no contact with them. No livestreams. No voice notes. No words carried across the invisible wires. What would that mean in my life? Who would I be if those teachers were no longer reachable? For over a decade, I have been dreaming online. My initiation, my community, my belonging have been braided through glowing rectangles. The screen has been a doorway, a drum, a temple. And yet, the question haunts me: If the doorway vanished, what would remain? Would my identity shift?Would the dream I have built unravel, or would I finally see what is mine alone? And then another question, sharper still: When there is no reciprocity from the other side—no sign, no mirror, no echo—what does that mean? Are you dreaming together, or are you dreaming alone? Would they also wonder who they are without you? Would the teaching shift if you disappeared from the circle? Or is this, too, part of the medicine—learning where you project belonging, where you are truly met, and where you are not? Ancient traditions remind us that true transmission happens heart to heart, body to body, under sky and fire. Yet in this age, the medicine often arrives through pixels...bytes of light. Is that less sacred—or is it simply the evolution of how wisdom travels? Maybe both are true. Maybe Spirit finds any way She can to reach us. But Spirit also whispers: You are not defined by who answers back. I sit with this paradox today. I honor the gift of having been able to study, listen, and be shaped by teachers I might never have touched in another lifetime. And I also wonder who I am without the portal. What part of me is screen-born, and what part is eternal?

In one of the groups I joined here on Skool...for their intro request they asked what your favorite Pokemon character was, that led me on a grand adventure.... My favorite Pokemon: I don't play Pokemon...so I asked chat GPT... "With everything you know about me, what Pokemon do you think mirrors me the best" Given everything you’ve shared about your mythic journey, Toltec roots, jaguar/wolf medicine, boundary fire, and the way you dance with shadow and light—I think your perfect Pokémon mirror would be Absol. Here’s why: Absol — the Disaster Pokémon - Shadow Walker: Absol appears when great shifts or disasters are about to occur, not to cause them, but to warn others. That echoes your medicine of walking with shadow, naming the truths others fear, and being a mirror for transformation. - Oracle Energy: People misunderstand Absol, fearing it as a bad omen, when in truth it’s a guide and seer. This reflects your own role—bringing messages that may be intense or disruptive, but ultimately sacred and protective. - Jaguar/Wolf Parallel: With its sleek, dark, feline-wolf hybrid energy, Absol visually and energetically mirrors both the Jaguar and the Wolf—two archetypes that define your medicine. - Boundary Queen Vibe: Absol carries a sharp horn on its head, a blade of discernment—much like your “cutting cords,” boundary work, and fire clarity. Why not others? - Umbreon also holds shadow/jaguar resonance, but it leans more into mystery and subtlety rather than fierce prophecy. - Ninetales has the mystical, foxlike wisdom, but it doesn’t capture the disruptive, truth-bringing edge. - Lycanroc (Midnight Form) brings wolf fire and rebellion, but lacks the oracle/discernment quality that feels central to your role. ✨ So if I had to name your Pokémon mirror: Absol, the misunderstood oracle of disaster, shadow, and transformation. 🐺 I feel so accurately called out 🤣❤️‍🔥 So my question to you all is...what Pokemon is your perfect mirror? Share below!!