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I used to wonder what my purpose was. What that one thing was that I was meant to be doing in this life? Why was I here? What I eventually discovered through a whole lot of life experience, journaling, and introspection is that nobody has just one purpose. The thought of doing just one thing with our lives seems silly when we say it out loud (or write it down so we can more clearly see our thoughts). We are not linear. We are not one thing; we are many. We are multidimensional.  Our…

One day I had an “intuitive story” run through my mind, which can best be described as a sort of download/ knowing/visualization (not a daydream, more like an unfolding pattern of thoughts accompanied by a visualization).  It was a teaching moment…and a valuable one.  I began to see myself in an ornate green hallway (a darker shade of green and a very pretty color). It reminded me of being in a hotel in San Diego, or San Francisco—that kind of old world feel, yet with modern charm. At first, while…

While looking around my room one day, a mandala coloring book I’d received several months prior as a gift from work colleagues, caught my eye. I could tell I was being drawn to it. Like it was (energetically) calling out to me. My first thought was I don’t feel like coloring. I’m not interested in doing that right now. However, since I’d felt drawn to it I decided to pick it up anyways, knowing that whenever I feel that type of energetic connection with something (for me it feels like…

Sometimes we don’t really pay attention to something we’ve been doing until it finds a way to grab our attention.  That was me and toning.  One day I was out walking my dog in an open hilly area of nature with no one else around. While standing on the side of a large hill looking out at my surroundings I felt like I needed to open my mouth. As soon as I made the motion to do so, all of a sudden an A tone (as in aaaaaaaa) came out.…

Recently, I woke up one morning and not having anywhere that I needed to be, or anything I needed to do, I simply laid in bed. It was a darker morning outside, the kind that made it easy to stay cozy tucked under layers of blankets. My French bulldog was snoozing away next to me, which only enhanced my comfort level. I laid there not wanting to get up, and not wanting to go back to sleep either, just in this peaceful limbo state. While in that relaxed state, I…