Here is a grounding meditation for you to enjoy.
As a child, I’ve always been interested in the unknown and had many, many questions. I always felt like something was off and was super inquisitive of things in my upbringing, specifically with things I learned at Sunday school at my Catholic church. I could really go in deep with all of these thoughts that I had as a child, but let’s save all that for another post, shall we?
I do want to share a few things to shed some light on my path, though. At some point in my childhood, I decided I wanted to connect with spirits. I was on a mission. I was on a path of exploration. I found out a friend had a Ouija board and so I played around with that for a few years. I was always drawn to cemeteries and would find myself visiting them and trying to imagine the lives of the people and in some way thought that by reading their tombstone I was honoring them by acknowledging them at that moment. I bought my first deck of Tarot cards in high school, Rider-Waite, and tried reading for friends with a solid feeling I knew what I was doing – even though nothing made sense to me. I even spent many years exploring spells & potions and would hold circles with my best friend and her sisters. All of this while still very active with church, living at home, and very much to my mom’s disapproval.
At the time, I never really knew why I was so interested in this, just that I knew that there was more to life than meets the eye. What I was learning at church didn’t quite resonate. Fast forward to my 20’s when I almost lost my life and then my 30’s when my brother, Adrian, lost his. These two huge events were catalysts for change and for desperation to once again seek that spiritual aspect of my life I’ve longed for most of my life. It was Adrian’s death that was my massive wake-up call and also propelled me on a path that I now know I’ve been on for a while, I had just forgotten. Not so much my awakening, but my remembering.
And while I’m still very much doing the work (I don’t think it ever stops), I now know I’m here to help others. Things I had questions to as a child finally makes sense. With every step of my journey and with every connection I make, it is all just one more piece of the puzzle. With the help of others who walk this path, those who have helped me to remember, all the deep work I’ve been doing and massive shifts that have occurred, I know that it has finally come around full circle.
I have found things that truly connect for me and I want that for others. My desire to also be able to help others realize the light inside them, no matter what hardships they have been through or are currently going through if I am able to walk alongside them and help guide them in their remembering, their awakening, that is why I am here on Earth. Helping others realize their truth and worth is why I am still on this journey. I know how much healing I’ve gone through the past 5-6years and I want that for others.
If you follow me on Instagram, then you prob know that Gabriel was sick M-W of this week. Which was a bummer because he was actually chosen as student of the week this week. So only 2 days in the big cozy chair for him! 🙃
Anyway, as of yesterday his little buddy was still out sick. We are 100% sure that is how G got sick, he caught it from his friend, also because G told us that his friend’s older brother was sick when he was over there hanging out. But guess who was back at school yesterday?! YUP. This guy!🙌🏽
We didn’t have to go to the doctor’s office or have him get put on any type of antibiotic, thank God. Not that I’m against doctor and medicine, I know it has helped so many and there
So, so, thankful to have been at home to apply, diffuse, & have him ingest all the oils, give him all the elderberry, make him tea, force him to rest, have him take baths, spray Thieves cleaner everywhere he went so we wouldn’t get sick also, and constantly wash sheets & towels. I truly feel like I nursed him back to health and it made my heart soar.
I’m 100% that his quick turn around was because of all my “weird” ways. Because I am an oiler. Because I am able to work at home because of these oils.
Maybe you are still skeptical about oils. Maybe you think I’m trying to pull one over on you? I can assure you that is not the case. But just know, if you ever wanna chat more about how these oils can support you… you know where to find me.
What if I do all the things that bring me joy? All the things I’ve still been holding back on, what if I just did them?! Seriously. What if we all just totally switched up what we did and just lived our lives the way we really wanted?
This, in a nutshell, is the general thought I’ve been having the past few days. As I begin my 39th year and journey towards the fantastic forties, the thought occurred to me that I should do all the things I’ve been wanting to do and document it. In part to hold myself accountable by sharing, but also to see the progress I may or may not make during the year.
As I sat in my room the other day reflecting on how much my life has changed and in which areas it has remained the same got my mind spinning. I was really excited to turn 30. I had so many BIG plans. Honestly, I experienced so many wonderful things in my 30’s, however, I’ve still held back with so much. Why is that? How is it that I get so comfortable and complacent? It’s one of the things I put up a big fuss over, and yet here we are. The same. It sorta feels like groundhog day…
Can anyone else relate? Who else is searching for more meaning in their life? Who else is yearning for that something more? Knowing that you are meant for bigger and better things. To give. To help. To heal. To live this life with so much adventure and love!
What is it that holds you back? Why do we make excuses for ourselves instead of living in the moment and living our best lives? Fear. Let’s not let fear run this show. Truly. Let’s not just talk about it not running the show, but actually going out there and living it! This is my goal for 39. The journey to 40 is going to be one hell of a ride and I hope you’ll come to join me in witnessing it!
I’ve always felt somewhere stuck in the middle. I have friends who are either just having kids or I have friends whose kids are much older than mine. It’s very rare that I find someone that I click with whose kids are roughly the same age, and honestly, from my experience, it’s because we have our peeps. Who has time to meet new people and build new friendships? That’s kinda rhetorical because I do. I enjoy meeting new people. It’s a little disheartening that it seems to be so hard. I mean, I get it. People are comfortable, myself included. Trying to meet new people and make new friends…the struggle is real. It doesn’t come easy. Or maybe I’m just making excuses. I’d like to think it’s not about me, that I genuinely try, but maybe I don’t? Oh well.
I do miss the days when they were toddlers. Days of sitting in the park, going to mom groups, story time at the library, play dates – it was easier back then. They were cuter back then! Snapping their photos in cute little outfits, observing them doing something obnoxiously cute, sharing all over social media the cute thing they did or said… It’s kinda silly if you think about it, but yet we all do it. In some ways it could even be seen as unfair to the child, right? I mean, maybe they don’t want their photo plastered all over social media. Heck, for safety reasons we probably shouldn’t. But again, here we are. And now here I am still blogging about them. Except for these days, it looks slightly different.
These days I need their permission. Yup.
God forbid I share something honest and true. For instance the times they still act like toddlers. When they sass me and pretend they’ve lost their hearing and have become blind in the process of finding a sweater. That awkward age of still having a childlike sense of wonder and having a child’s heart, with wanting to fit in with their peers and talk about boys & girls, wear makeup, and play Fortnite. (That game, for the record is the bane of my existence! I never should have allowed a gaming system or a game in this house!)
I will say that there are still many moments where I find my kiddos to be as cute as when they were 3 & 4. Those in between moments caught between awkward tween and self-assured minis. When they still want to snuggle and love on me. When they let me take care of them and give me big hugs and an ” I love you, too!” back. I love the people they are becoming and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Still, where are the groups for us moms with tweens & teens? Why is it that we get together and share the difficulties about babyhood and toddlerhood and then go our separate ways? Leave each other to our own accord? Pretend that we’ve got this shit together, when (at least for me) there are many days when I don’t! My little cute kiddos, they are growing up to be big littles with more attitude? I don’t know about you, but it hasn’t really gotten too much easier. In all fairness, someone once told me when they were little that it never got better, just worse. Thanks for that heads up, friend! I’m still not any more prepared and some days would love a circle of support to vent that to. Seriously.
And as someone who tries to be spiritually aligned and go with the flow at times, this whole raising tweens is seriously doing a number on my energy. Anyone else feel me on that?! I need ALLLL the extra smudgings, energy clearings, crystals etc. to raise my vibration after an intense evening of whose cleaning up and getting in the shower first. Even typing that makes me exhausted.
So where my peeps at? Who else finds raising tweens just as challenging? Let’s support each other through this stage of life and chat about it. Who’s with me?!
These oils are rocking my world and some would say that my enthusiasm for them is just too much. To those people, I give a side eye and disapprovingly say, ‘REALLY?’ I mean, seriously.
They have changed my life!! I’m not even joking here.
I want them to change yours too.
I decided in August of 2017 I was going to get back to using essential oils and honestly didn’t even know where to start or how to make that happen. I knew of a friend that used oils and so I reached out to her.
Wanna know a secret? They weren’t Young Living oils.
Truth be told, I honestly didn’t even want to use those oils. I had tried them YEARS ago and guess what?! I STILL HAVE THEM. (I now keep them to show others for comparison) My point is, I didn’t use them. Something didn’t sit right with me, and we can go into that some other time, but all I know is that I REALLY didn’t want to use those oils again. But I knew I wanted essential oils. I felt a calling as if I needed them. (Which I did!) And I knew I wanted to go into the business side of things as well.
After reaching out to her we could never connect. She would miss my call, I would miss hers… messages didn’t get to me in a timely manner. Basically, the divine stepped in, and am I ever so happy she did! The universe had my back on this one and I know wholeheartedly now that it was all part of a bigger plan.
Between all the back and forth I started seeing a woman (who I now consider a dear mentor and friend who’s online course I had previously taken) start posting on Facebook about Young Living oils. I knew of Young Living!! I loved their stuff. I used Gentle Baby when I was pregnant with my daughter 12 years ago! My chiropractor in St. Louis used them. That was the company I wanted to be with. The company I NEEDED to be with! So I messaged her and not even 30 min later she messaged me back, we connected and I bought my Premium Starter Kit about 2 days later.
Now here I am, months later, still feeling the power of Young Living’s 2018 International Convention that I attended in Utah, and just felt the need to share that these oils are rocking my world.
If you are feeling called to look into a more natural way of being or you are searching for purpose, wellness and abundance, well…you’ve come to the right spot. I would love to connect and chat with you about ALLL things oil.
I would love to help you get started on your oily journey and have these oils rock your world too!
Every month is tough after a loved one passes. At least, that’s how it is for me… June is especially tough because his birthday is on the 19th.
I reflect a lot on the “what if’s” and the “what could have been.” The grief can pop up from out of nowhere and overwhelm me so much that tears start rollin’ down my cheeks. Driving in my car, at the grocery store, having dinner, at the beach, working… It happens more often now that I’m back in my hometown. Living in the home we spent many of our years growing up in. I’m flooded with memories of all the joy and heartache, and I know there is still a lot for me to process and sort through.
I try my best to stay upbeat. I’m alive after all! And there is so much joy in my life. But I really miss him. I hate that he was taken from us so suddenly. I hate that I wasn’t here to help him. I hate that I was gone so many years. I hate that I’m back and eager to leave again. But most of all I hate that he is no longer physically here. I can’t text or call him. I can’t cook with him. I can’t eat his delicious meals. I can’t seek his advice. I can’t sing karaoke with him. I can’t hang with him and our kiddos. 😢Oh – the kiddos. They love and miss him so!
I hate to hate. I know he’s up there doing all he couldn’t here. I know when I’m doing my ugly, heavy cries he is near. His spirit is always near. I’ve felt it and have heard him.
Today is just one of those days.
When you find out that your daughter had a super rough day at school and her heart hurts because “friends” are being unkind, and you are not quite sure how to support her… then you realize you have everything you need.
An ear to listen. Arms to hug her. Encouraging words to help guide her. A mother’s love that lets her know you care and WILL step in if things get worse. And plant allies.
Grounding to help keep me centered.
Release on her heart & liver for her anger and pent up feelings.
Joy diffused in our home to help support both our hearts.