Have you ever caught yourself in a pause moment of, "Wait, what? Again?!?" You know to work smarter, not harder, but here you are burning the midnight oil... again. You know to stay present and let genius lead, but here you are frantically juggling 800 balls of fire... again.Then you find yourself shouting to the sky, "Whyyyyyy?!? 😫 I know this. So WTF! Why again?!?"

Mama Bear always looked at me with a sparkle of "You. Are. A. Bringer. Of. Joy." Me, joy? As if. But after 5 degrees of mirroring, I couldn't deny it anymore. They didn't see joy in me. They saw me as joy. I was the joy. Could it be?

Have you ever caught yourself sobbing "It's not fair!" or ripping your hair out "But that makes no sense!?!" We didn't come here for fairness or sense making. Our souls came here to: grow, love, be loved, enjoy and be of service.

Our wounds from our Family of Origin are often not about the parent or the perpetrator, but a window into larger forces at play: Sacred Contracts and karmic agreements. There is no overnight healing, but you can get your hands on a "Get Out of Jail Free" card from systemic patriarchy.

All these spiritual flues, energetic ascensions, and mystical experiences, I never asked for any of them. Did I? I feel like I made a heap of choices before coming to Earth, but I can't remember most of them. Would I have lived differently if I remembered those choices?

What's in a name? As my soul maturated, it wanted to be called by its real name. It wanted to experience harmony and be free from the melancholy of its past. A name change was my soul's coming of a age ritual.

Never even heard of the term 'narcissist' before. Five months I heard of 'HSP.' Four months later, I learned of 'empath.' Three years and 8 months later, I learned about the empath-narcissist trap. Seven 7 months after that is when I realized I had a spiritual awakening... 6 years and 4 months ago.