Reentry | Humanity

Hi, America.

I love you, but I’m fed up with the division in this country. I’m over it. The hate, the separation, the “us” versus “them” mentality, and the refusal to understand another point of view are all really killing me. All I see is the need to come together finally.

I’ll tell you what I did about it. I took matters into my own hands.

Instead of sitting on my couch reading articles about America or looking at statistics, I did something different this summer. I decided to go out and experience it for myself.

On a quest for…

Six months ago, I was getting ready to participate in a group message reading session with a well-known psychic via zoom with my cousin. I was trying to figure out how the psychic in question could know about his audience using their addresses and names — thinking that it must be some kind of trick. The session would have cost hundreds of dollars. Fast forward to today, I am pretty sure I’m the one who is supposed to be giving other people readings, and it’s all real.

I just need to develop these abilities.

Some people can tap into the…

Recently, I’ve been to the dark side and back several times. I’ve doubted everything I know and then regained faith over and over. I don’t even remember who I really was a few weeks ago, and it’s beautiful. I’ve reinvented myself and given birth to new versions of me so many times.

I’m convinced that the only way to truly live is to keep losing your mind and then getting it back over and over.

Questioning reality is a fantastic way to spend your day.

When I say that I’ve “lost my mind”, for those hecklers out there reading this…

Are you seeing repeated numbers and experiencing weird events that can’t be coincidences? I know. It’s all so wild when it first happens. Lately, for instance, I’ve been seeing fire trucks and ambulances every single time I go out driving. I can’t explain it — or can I?

Let’s consider this: if your consciousness is a localized point in a sea of greater consciousness, then the physical reality around you isn’t actually separate from you.

People like to say that synchronicities are signs from angels or spirit guides. I would like to offer another perspective. It might be a compatible…

Love | Relationships

I recently met my twin flame, or so I thought. I have gone back and forth about whether “twin flames” are even real every day since a post I wrote about it, and probably lost my mind about a thousand times. (Such is the twin flame journey!) You can decide for yourself, but I believe that at a minimum, this person was uniquely equipped to push me past my spiritual boundaries toward a higher level of awakening, and I’d never met anyone like that before.

Expanding further, into more controversial ideals, he was destined to meet me at the right…

Spiritual exhaustion afflicts most of us at some point on our journey toward enlightenment. I probably shouldn’t be writing this while I’m spiritually exhausted. However, I believe there’s no better time to be able to fully convey what is going on when you’re exhausted.

If you’ve ever felt fatigue for no physical reason and you just can’t fully engage in spiritual activities for a short time, then you are probably on the same page here. Sometimes we just reach our limit of spiritual awakening for a day and we want to crawl into a cave. …

The Soul Journey | Love

About two weeks ago, I was telling a friend that I didn’t believe in twin flames. She agreed with me. Why would a soul ever divide in half and how could there be a person in the world out there wandering around who’s my literal other half? Humbug! I started drafting a blog post about how soul mates might be real but twin flames are nonsense.

Days later, my twin flame walked into my life. I can’t make this up.

How did I realize that he was my twin and how did I let go of my prejudice? I can’t…

A few nights ago, I was camping in the mountains next to a magical lake, on a beautiful weekend when the campground was full of visitors. My daughter and I slept in a two-person canvas tent. I sat with the campfire for a good while after the sun went down, imagining that the fire was burning away my karmic baggage and attachments.

The story I’m about to tell will be a great one for my next campfire, ironically.

After having trouble falling asleep because of some inner turmoil, which certainly explains the rest of this story, I awoke — or…