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girl running on the beach

If you were to describe the energy you DESIRE to bring to the world, how would you describe it? If using your senses, what would you say?

I had a clear vision for mine today.

My energy is “bright” and >>>>>LIGHT<<<<

It’s a 75 degree day at the beach. And in my magical energy place, the beach is on one end and I turn to see the Rocky mountains on the other. My energy flows and shifts from full-on “sun of the day” to the painted sunset “sky over the snow-capped peaks” kind of glow.  (This is my dream, so I’m going with it).

My energy is a fast moving sky. Electric…always interesting. It feels like warmth, like skin to skin touch with someone you love. Gentle. Assuring, but inviting you to get up and run along the ocean shore like a child in abandonment to the present moment. 🌻☀✨

This energy is like a wave in the wind, dangling like a dream catcher or a diamond-studded kite string, begging you to believe. 💎

It’s powerful like an ocean wave but then softens to the faint sound of shells colliding as they collect on shore. ⛱ In the distance a wind chime sings and everyone is playing on the shore or rocking in rocking chairs on the back porch having a meaningful chat while taking in the beauty of the sea in one direction and sunset mountains in the other.

This energy is coconut water with a hint of lime. It’s exotic fruit followed by an evening fire and warm drinks.

This energy invites every heart to burst with hope and wholeness with knowledge of being so very loved! 💞

This energy is the scent of “stress away”.  We close our eyes and exhale deeply. Salty air mixed with freshness. It soothes and awakens simultaneously. Then this energy morphs into the “fun” and “family” blend. We take it in as the evening falls.🍈🌴🌈🦋💃💕

…But most of all, this energy welcomes you in a hug and make you smile. 😋

⭐️🔥💡🌊💎 💚

What does your energy look like? Feel like? smell like? Taste like?sound like?

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Every Moment is Forever



A quiet mind is not always a still one. As I sit close to the campfire~ stillness and movement play like children within. Long sighs accompany the dark and light. The sizzling and crackling is a perfect accompaniment to the dance of the neon flame and the wind in the trees.  All the while the river rushes, going somewhere. In this moment it all seems necessary.

Two words surface, poignant and divine.

And just above the flame, the heat distorts as if I’m looking at an underwater world. I lean my head back to look up, and watch the stars moving in and out of view as the tree branch overhead sways back and forth, back and forth, nurturing and protecting.  I hear the muffled voices and the strum of a guitar. My knees are warm, but my back is cold. All of this reminding me of my humanity and how I am divided, always present yet always emerging.

The physical carries me emotionally, mentally and spiritually.  I know it’s an experience to live, and in the living and telling, the story is stamped into my memory like a passport book being filled with adventure and richness. The flames lick higher and higher, pointing my gaze upward to consider great mysteries,

-where every moment is forever, timeless and formless

-where nothing that IS can ever be taken away.