Mothers

What constitutes being a mother? There are women who have no children, yet they are amazing mothers to others. There are women who have chosen to mother themselves and set examples of nurturing out for others to follow. Some have made sacrifices and choices through painful lessons. And, YET, they get no recognition for being who they are in our society.

You are a mother when a friend is in need and you drop everything to help her, hold her hand during a crisis, and bring therapy in a bottle. You are a mother when your children need their laundry done and they can do it themselves but “Mom does it better!” You are mother to an elderly neighbor who has no one and cherishes each moment you spend with them. You are a mother to your dog, cat and sweet pets that wait anxiously for you to come home and love them. You are a mother to your mate when exhaustion fills the air and a soft caress is all you can give to show your nurturing. You are a mother to the stranger who needs a smile and you graciously hand yours (even when you are having a bad moment). You are a mother at 15, 22, 35, 46, 58, 65, 79, and 90 each time someone shares their sorrow or their joys with you. No, you don’t have to have children to be a mother. You are a mother for the world. You are a woman of strength, joy, and tenacity. You overcome so much every single day.

Happy Mother’s Day weekend to all you deliciously beautiful souls who are here with me. You totally rock! I am blessed to partake in the journey with you. I love you.

Beautiful Retreat

Another delicious retreat came and went in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. This one was personally a growing expansion for me. Transformational. It allowed me to visit a giant monster in a closet that needed extermination.

Fifteen women shared space. We laughed. We cried. We heard intimate stories of hurt, shame, guilt and love. We had healing sessions, laughfests, cooked together, sang, and released intense energies.

We played. We loved. We hugged. We fed our souls and bodies. We had some mystical encounters that need no logical explanations.

The past can crawl in and out through the darkest places of our souls. We aren’t without sins. We are stitched together because of them. It’s important to understand that in groups we can accomplish much. In presence of love and acceptance we begin to shift awareness. Safe spaces full of love are created for these moments.

Hospitality is not about entertaining. Hospitality is an attitude of opening up your life so others can come in and join. It is about allowing love and kindness to flow through that space of sharing and being in the present moment with others. And when this happens it is magical!

I am blessed to have been in a sacredness of love and compassion. I have been blessed to witness no judgment or criticism for being raw and vulnerable. I am blessed for the love and support that grows from sharing. I love each and every one of these women.

Thank you for allowing me to be in your lives. Wow! I’m entering this year with the most yummy feeling of freedom. Returning home was coming to a new place of peace and acceptance.

For the Love of Community

A few years ago I made a promise to myself that I would only allow those individuals who contributed to the best of my life. I was done with all the crap of people who were emotional vampires. I wanted a community, a family of friends, who were there for me regardless of the weather (in good and bad times). I wanted people who allowed me to be me without judgment and likewise I would relish in their uniqueness. The Divine provided much more than I had intended because I have wonderful people in my life.

When we realize the old patterns in our life, the way we choose situations, and accept (with full blown responsibility) that we attract those people who hurt us because we participated in the drama, then the Universe moves on to what the heart truly needs. I’ve changed and with those modifications I have allowed like-minded people to enter my circle. These are giving individuals who truly care about friendship. I am blessed. And I don’t take it for granted.

If you have people in your life (whether it be a mate or friends) who don’t bring out the best in you, take a look at your behavior. Take note of your actions, how you treat others, and seriously decide if they are projecting your individuality. The root of criticism in others is usually the reflection in ourselves. We attract that which we put out. You don’t want drama, look to see if your life is a one-stage act after another full of chaos. You don’t want selfishness then see if you are reflecting things that are being only about you. You don’t want craziness, well then I suggest you start to define what normal is for you! You get to manifest the things and people in your life. You get to create what stays and what needs to go.

Life is marvelous. It is too short to allow others to dictate misery in your life. Fill those special moments in your life surrounded by things and people that matter. Setting boundaries is hard, at least for me. Those vampires from my past disappeared as soon as I decided that I was worth loving in a manner that allowed the best of me to shine. These people know my laughter, sorrows, sarcasm, goofiness, bitchiness, kindness, creativity, love and the things that create the totality of me. They are there when I need a shoulder to cry on and a wine glass when I need to unload my craziness.

We’ve lost the sense of unity and community in our lives. Society has become so busy that we forget to get together for a simple meal, or just a cup of coffee. I love how the Italians and the French in Europe live their lives. They work hard but they also know when to quit and gather around their loved ones to enjoy the simplicity in sharing their lives. There is an easement and therapeutic element to sitting with others while allowing laughter, tears, and expression as the only agenda.

Seek and you will find. Put yourself out there. Talk to strangers. Participate in your community. I promise you that you weren’t meant to be alone. You have the ability to design the life you dream of….so go and get it done.

Shelter for Strangers with Stories

Every single time I meet someone it becomes an opportunity to open shelter for amazing stories: the dreamers, worriers, artists, parents, children, healers, damaged, scarred, mischievous, adventurous, therapists, creators, believers, artists, doubters, skeptics, searchers, lovers, haters, naturalists, teachers, optimists, poets, spirits…on and on.

We classify ourselves with labels. Who we are has little to do with what we are and what we do. And when you ask someone about themselves they will have categories. We relate to the titles because that’s the way we have been programmed to perceive our status in society.

We’ve been used to judge what we don’t understand or what we fear. That’s how we normally take in the “strange and weird” things that aren’t in accordance with our state of reference. Especially people!

So, I am always deeply surprised at the stories of those who are willing to share their truth. The superficiality skims off, sliding to the sides and the light in their eyes shines brighter than any star.

These are the ones who interest me beyond mysticism. I am always in awed at those souls who do not see their light but make no excuses for who they are. They are certain of their journey. I love them! They teach me something about what I don’t see in myself. The reflectors illuminate the way. I step back and think, “How can I be more like this? How can I find my purpose and truth with certainty?”

If most people knew what was around them, the beings they carry with them: the guides, teachers, and souls who have passed on, they would release so many fears. We are always taken care of and watched over. The paradigms of our belief systems have conditioned us to live in boxes. We have been taught to follow the masses and not ask questions. Many hide behind religions, political views, and narrow-minded prejudices.

I am so thankful for those moments when I meet truth via a new soul.

I forget how laughter, creating, and sharing allow our spirits to soar. This beautiful forum of posting and engaging has helped us find many who understand. Let’s face it…life is freaking hard. Thank you! Thank you for such a beautiful reminder of what is truly important in life: the simplicity of being present among another and interchanging experiences. May you find that one thing that lights your spirit on fire today, tomorrow…forever.

Bench Connections 


OH MY GAWD, darlings!

 I have had such a sweet joyful afternoon. Matt and I took Kali bug to a nearby park after picking her up at daycare. I was sitting on the park bench when this delicious black woman came with her grandkids. Her little girl looked so much like Kali Rose but with a ton of yummy beads in her hair. And we began to talk. I know, right, what a shocking surprise. 

“Birdie” and I chatted just about everything from poverty to raising her five grandkids…to coming from the gheTTTTTo (she stressed that word so much I had to hold out my hand several times out to make her stop cause I was laughing so hard at her ghetto stories I felt laughter leaking from everywhere). 

Birdie just went on and on about life. She was nonstop in her pursuit of laughter. I hadn’t met someone like her in a bit. She shared stories from all things, including Jesus Christ, potty training, her first visit to a beach a few years ago, her daughters…. I sat there watching Matt walking around with Kali and thinking I should be with them. 

But…but the thing is that Birdie has a ton of faith. Like I could feel her truth and the goosebumps that would come over me. She wasn’t stingy with her joy. Folks like her are my favorite types.  I will collect stories of joy and love and laughter and perseverance over any other kinds of talk. 

Her granddaughter “don’t like dirt. Ain’t no way to get this child in that sandbox. Told her just the other day, ‘Child, when we have to live under a bridge you best get over your dirt phobia…’ and she don’t listen, Millie! These’em kids ain’t got no understanding of struggles…uhmmmm…”

Every so often a persona with gusto comes into my life to add perspective of true happiness. You just know I will squeeze those moments tightly. I have to. They are my teachers. 

If you find a character in your journey that makes you pause and listen and laugh please grab a hold of them. Birdie and I sat there at the end of the visit and held hands. We hugged tightly. Omg like two little girls promising another reunion. She told me where to find her in the evenings at work. I promised I would visit. 

What a magical park time. 

It’s not just swings that are fun. Those park benches share a million stories. All you have to do is sit, wait and listen.  

We need to move into light…

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It is such a privilege to share on social media. I have met amazing folks, like-minded-spiritual individuals, who have raised me to all sorts of goodies in optimism. I continue to have a love-hate relationship with Facebook due to the constant flow of negativity. I am not on Instagram or other forms of media. I have had people enter my life through my blog and The Master Shift site while making this journey a more delicious one. I am blessed beyond words for these people who have shared their lives and continue to inspire me. I thank you for that. But, apparently I am not a good judge of character. I see the world with rainbow-colored lenses. I give everyone a chance and the benefit of the doubt. I welcome the world with open arms as if saying, “Here, sit down, let’s become friends…let’s just fall in love with one another! I want to hear all about you right now in this moment.” I have added people in my friends’ list that should not be there: negative, gossipy, sexual predators and other low-energy individuals. I have deleted some folks because my frequency is definitely not aligning with theirs and vice versa.

Last year at this time I went through a huge awareness of who I wanted in my life. It was the first time in all the years that I was on social media that Spirit nudged with an urgency to clean up the list (to clean up all that does not have my best intentions at heart). It was hard to delete. There were some important characters who had taught me about my value (and the lack of). It was crucial to set folks lose. If I’ve done it in my personal life with loved ones, while setting healthy boundaries, then I also had to do it on social media.

This is the heartache of putting ourselves out there, sharing with all. This is the paradox of writing from the heart and wanting to keep it all inside. Vulnerability can be the rawest form of shame and disrespect if it’s not used in a loving fashion. And, I try to find a balance with what I can and should not put out for the world to witness. 

I also thought that if these folks really wanted to read my writings they could go to my several pages on FB and this blog. My personal page is for those who are in my frequency: the dreamers, the lovers, the mystical mischief, the ones searching for answers and expressing their words (cause let’s face it…I am a lover of words and emotions). These are the folks that share and cheer one another. These are the friends who partake in the most ridiculous of humor and also in the serious moments when vulnerability has spilled out of one another. You all rock! We are here to inspire one another. We are here to pull each others’ hairs back when we have to vomit emotions and heartache, when the world is beating us down and when too much becomes insufferable.

My blogging experience began five years ago. I have met some incredibly delightful people who have become family. I have also encountered my share of not-so-nice folks who I have accepted and let go of. I learn more from those people than they can imagine. But, I am in a point in my life that I will not entertain anything or anyone but loving souls. I am fortunate to really attract love…and I don’t see those few folks as anything but magnificent teachers. I have learned boundaries in the most mystical ways in the past few years. I have no problem deleting crap out of my life. 

2016 has been one of the the most extraordinary teaching years in my life. It has been a year of complete transformation and metamorphosis. I have witnessed my strengths, weaknesses, and the fracturing of my heart to then see the light breaking through. I have deleted old belief systems, taken full responsibility for my drama, and experienced an openness with Divinity that I cannot verbally express. I thought 2015 had taught me a lot about friendships and love…but no way. This year has pushed the envelope. I think one of the words that kept coming up this year was “integrity.” I have learned it via different forms. It has clearly been a magnificent year turning all the “I cannot’s” into freaking “I can’s.”

There are no words! I cannot imagine another time like this one. It has also been a year of blessings, including the finalization of adoption for our little girl (which took 2-1/2 years from the moment we got her until she became legally ours). I have seen some incredible and wondrous things this year…and usually alone in the middle of the night staring at the sky while the world is asleep.

I am embracing 2017 with such openness and giddiness. I am manifesting some huge changes in my professional life. I am shifting the mentality from “shit, another freaking year” to “this is the year of abundance and delicious blessings.” I have been standing on the edge of creation for several months whispering into the unknown and it’s finally time to go after all that I desire.

I have decided that this is how I want my social media pages to be: lifting me up while sharing love and light. I am not here to belittle anyone. This is my blog and not one person is required to read my words. No one has to stay here. I only want the souls who can understand that we carry each other home, lifting the heartache and the joyous times to a different level. I try to be as optimistic as possible. I always give from my heart even when I am having a shitty day. But, I am still very much a person with ego and insecurities. I am still learning to release all the baggage. I am definitely not a complete spiritual sage and never ever pretended to be. I don’t know much but I know how to love. People will troll others and there will always be negativity. I am careful not to hurt others…and have truly learned to shield myself from the best facades out there.

We still have work to do in this world. We still need to raise frequencies and vibration into a state of oneness and love. The hippie in me acknowledges the hippie in you and when we meet it’s always like coming home. We are required to be the best spiritual warriors next year. There is massive changes ahead full of abundance in all levels. But, we must shed the crap of attachments and negativity. That will not do in the next coming months. We are required to release fear and accept diversities and differences.

I believe we create our journeys and our yummy futures. We either stay in a toxic cycle or we get out. We either continue repeating the same things over and over with the desire of a different result, or completely change everything in the way. If it’s not working…it needs to stop! It’s that easy. I refuse to have people in my life that do not have my best intention in their hearts. It’s that simple. Like I said, it’s a privilege to be in each others’ lives. It’s magical. It’s fun. It’s a chord of truth, lessons, and authentic power that pulls and pushes us when we need someone to get us out of our dark moments. So many things always happen behind the scenes and this medium of communication can be used to lift and help many.

I am putting it out into the universe that 2017 will bring even more angels into my life. I am seeing them arriving daily. I am placing the intention that I will get to write their stories so we can learn from one another. It’s imperative. We need a massive conscious shift. I have been way too airy fairy in allowing people who don’t deserve to be in my stories. But, at the same time I am grateful for those lessons. I now know who has my back and who absolutely just doesn’t deserve my attention. And, may you also distinguish these things in your own personal life.

To you all…I love you. May the next year bring you all that you deserve. Stand firm in your convictions. Stand tall in your truth. You owe no one an explanation who only cares to gossip and make you seem like the antagonist in their stories. Let’s continue to move into light. You got this. We all got this!

You Are Beautiful

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Every once in a while you need detachment from your normal life. This is why retreats and vacations are invaluable. While you are in the line of fire of your normal life, it’s difficult to gain perspective. It’s important to step away and view new surroundings. It’s imperative to stop seeing with your old-tired eyes and start refresh. It’s that simple and, yet, many of us fight the chances of a few days away. Mostly, because we fear what may come up in our realities. Perception is a true awakening wand!

So, when a dear friend asked to help her on a trip near the ocean I took it as a sign of being able to detach for a few days. The word, “therapy” immediately came to mind. I began to think of breathing spaces and feeding my mind, body and spirit on a long road trip with one of the most intriguing and wise souls I know. Cause that’s what road trips are about! They open us up, challenge us in confine spaces, and bring out lots and lots of laughter. If you aren’t experiencing these moments, then you are on a road trip with the wrong person.

Today, I was walking the beach, picking up pink seashells when a young man holding a surf board was coming towards me. I gasped. He was exquisite. In a very non lustful and loving way I felt the words leave my body, “My God…you are beautiful!” He was what dreams are made of in romance novels. Those images we think of in all terms of human model perfection. He must not have been older than 20. He stopped next to me and smiled widely which made him look even more radiant. He said, almost embarrassed, “Thank you, ma’am.”

I answered, “If you don’t know your radiance you should cause it’s just delightful!” His eyes held this twinkle and I kept on walking. He looked like a chiseled God from some movie: imagine Captain America and Thor creating a new gene pool of pure radiance, strength, and perfection. But he was humble and sweet and just lovely embracing his youth. His energy was more beautiful than his outer beauty. His demeanor made me realize how many of us don’t know our greatness, beauty, our own radiance and when we hear it it is actually difficult to take in. It is embarrassing and somewhat uncomfortable to own up to it.

Beauty is an enigma. What one person considers beautiful another doesn’t. But when you witness it, up close and personal, such exquisiteness leaves you gasping for more. It made me realize also my own youth and how I never recognized how beautiful I was. I look at pictures of myself in my 20’s as I struggled to always be thin and poise and didn’t recognize the beauty. But, there on that beach for an hour, it was hard to return to what’s not lovely when you have a moment of bliss like that while taking in the gorgeousness of a beach day. After that the air felt lighter. The sun brighter. And, the ocean deeper and ethereal than ever. Beauty does that. It brings with it a deeper awareness and frequency.

Anytime I leave home, I miss my house. I miss my peeps. I miss my familiarity. But, I needed this trip more than I could have imagined. Today’s walk on the beach allowed me to feel beauty, see it and embrace it through my own experiences.

I saw parts of me today that I hadn’t seen in a long while because life happens and I forget how incredibly lovely I am at times. I forget to count myself as beautiful, or sweet, or anything. I am always handing out the compliments. I am always feeding others with joyfulness and showing them a part of their connections that matter. But, today I did it for me picking up the most stunning shells I’ve seen in a long time.

If you get a chance… see your own beauty through someone else. Witness your own radiance. Accept the gorgeousness of those around you as a reflection of your own exquisiteness. Find compassion for yourself. It’s all magical and mystical and deeply enchanting when you accept all of you. And…you, darling…should always come first!

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