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Prepping for first Wild Women Rising group tomorrow. 31 intuition baskets!

I love how out of the 50 different possible Soul Notes, when the fresh box arrives before each Wild Women Rising journey, it’s always this one on top. I don’t need to hear this as badly as I did three years ago, but it’s always reassuring. Thank you spirit!

We start Saturday and there is one spot left! Is it for you? This powerful journey will change your life. Private message me if you are tempted.
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Faith. Over and over I strive and struggle, fret, and doubt, and the message is always “have faith.” It’s been a bumpy month. Rossy reminded me of my Spring Equinox intention two years ago for “bigness,” I joking responded—but also half feel—that this equinox I’ll wish for smallness, please grant me entrance back into the cave. The cave was predictable. I didn’t wake up for 2-3 hours in the middle of the night to problem solve and gremlin wrestle when I was in the cave. I am mostly finding faith, trying to surrender and hear what spirit wants for me. Making space to listen for it. .
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#gremlinwrestling #dontquitbeforethemiraclehappens #havefaith #listen #spiritistryingtoguideyou

wishing tree + blackbirds

Front porch Sunday divination. Getting ready for Wild Women Rising 2019 starting Saturday!

Are you Wild Women Rising Curious?

An Invitation For Women Creatives And Healers With A Vision

Ready To Unleash Your Wild Self?

Who Are You To Want More?

More Freedom. More Confidence. More Connection. More Security. More Intimacy. More Power. More Spirit. More Abundance.

Could Life Really Be Better?

These questions are so common among us- among women.

You Know You Have Been Called To Something Bigger,

But Something Is In The Way... Is This You?

You are feeling like life is pretty good, maybe even good enough, but you know you have more to offer and maybe lack faith or confidence you can get there.

Maybe you have a little fear and could use some validation from from others. Change can be scary. Fear can cause us to not prioritize our dreams. It can allow the needs of others to become the constant priority over your own needs.

Feeling Stuck?

Maybe you have a vision to be a published author and go on book tours, or spend time travelling abroad with your family, or be a great mom.

Or maybe you want to spend time in nature with people that you love, or have a healthy intimate partnership with someone that you respect and admire and who makes you laugh, or maybe you want to turn your passion into something that adds value to the world.

No matter what your vision, if you are anything like me, where you are not a conventional or mainstream thinker, then you’ve probably got plenty of naysayers in your life (and in your head!). That can make it really scary to move forward. Things can feel like they are just not happening fast enough- if at all.

Maybe you grew up with this idea that you have to figure out how to do things by yourself, and not ask for help. That if you have to ask for help then that means you’re not ready.

This negative thinking pattern can spiral down your self confidence and have you being so hard on yourself that you start to give up on your dream. You start having regrets.

If any of this sounds familiar, you could probably use some support to... Click the link in my bio to learn more. We start next Sunday and have three spots left...

Favorite quotes from Weds morning yoga with @brmason1026

I have a biggish belly. Even bigger now since the baby. Big enough that I need two hands to count the times people have congratulated me on a pregnancy that involved no baby, just fat.

It's been this way since puberty. I was chunky in middle school; back when girls were foxes and dogs, Shambo, another hippie kid, would tell me, "Don't bark, Florie." In high school we went away on sabbatical, and I came back tanned, blonder, and skinny. Suddenly everyone wanted to be my friend or date me, which felt weird, because internally I was the same person. Nevertheless, with that lovely young body, that belly persisted. Other girls picked up that I was sensitive about it and called me "Pilsboury Dough Girl." I remember being sure to spend most of my time in my bikini lying down, because then it looked flat. Geez, what a waste! All that time with that beautiful, able body, leaking my life force obsessing about this perceived imperfection.

Things got a little better in college. I had a lover who loved my body and trained me to stop sucking in my stomach when we made love. It helped to see a range of normal naked bodies by living with women friends, skinny dipping, and backpacking around naked on the Lost Coast. Nevertheless, when I hadn't lost any of the pregnancy weight ten months after my son was born I took Adderall to lose the weight. I was still breastfeeding at the time and I'm pretty sure my son has ADHD. Did the Adderall cause the ADHD? Probably not, but I'll never know for sure. That's how hung up I was on losing my pregnant belly fat.

The Day it all Changed

One day, driving through SF, my partner pointed out the sexiness of a woman's muscular abs on a billboard on the back of a bus. I instantly felt hot, mad, and shut down. To read more go to link in bio.

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