Secrets From The Universe

September is my birth month; I turned 49 this year. Truthfully, I try to celebrate my journey in this physical existence everyday, but I go especially crazy celebrating it in the month of September. This year in September I did several things that were particularly important to me. I attended my first tipi ceremony where I experienced intense physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual transformation; healing my sacred heart space, which allowed me to transmute some of the painful darkness that had been eclipsing my heart this past year. I will perhaps share some of that occurrence in another post. I attended Inner Engineering Total here in SLC, UT where I learned Shambavi Mahamudra Kriya, which is an incredible practice that erased years of back pain in less than a week of practicing this Kriya. Then, I concluded my summer with attending a public and private session with Sha Na Ra, the other ancient Crystal Skull; to learn more about 'her' check out this website. http:/

I first heard about Max, the crystal skull, in March of 2014. Then, I had my first physical encounter with Max in October of 2015. You can read about that experience at my blog www.sacredlighthealing.blogspot.com blog archive 2015, under the title Max the Crystal Skull and Me, dated Sunday October 25th 2015.  During that October visit I was the first person allowed to touch Max, and I was able to spend about 2 minutes with him soaking in his energy. This visit I would be the last person to sit with Max, and I had a half an hour to attune with his incredible frequency. It was amazing!! This is a picture of Moriah, my sister, Joann, Max's guardian, and myself on Sunday May 21st, 2017. Moriah and I are waiting our turn to sit alone in meditation with Max. It is the first time Max has been back to SLC since his time here in October of 2015.  Meet Max, he is an ancient crystal carved miraculously into a skull. He is made from 5 different crystals growing together.

Little girls with dreams become women with vision! ~ Unknown March 8th, International Women's Day! A day to celebrate women and all we do for the world.    From my earliest memories, I knew my reason for being on Earth this time was to be a wife and a mother. I never doubted that. I am still enthusiastically, and joyfully, fulfilling that calling as I passionately raise my younger children to be open to Life and all of its possibilities for them. I know I have an additional purpose too. It is to be a shadow worker, a healer, a Light carrier, and a teacher of Love, Light, and Laws.           After my vision quest, the spirit of the wolf was in my thoughts for many months. Since the wolf had made its presence known to me in mystifying moments of that night, I want to recognize and offer my gratitude to my new shamanic Spirit animal guide. A Wolf is a symbol of freedom. The wolf calls to me, urging me to bring intensity, zeal, and passion into my everyday life

Let someone love you just the way you are. As flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room. ~ Marc Chernoff (Disclaimer: I am in NO WAY contesting my father's will, trust, or wishes regarding his will and trust with this and any future posts expressing my sadness around the events leading up to his death, his demise, the funeral, and the reading of his will. I am only conveying my natural human emotions regarding the fact that I didn't have all the information concerning my fathers feelings about me, my family, and some of my siblings, to learn of these feelings after his passing was truly heartbreaking for me and my children.) Looking back over the first six weeks o

We were soooo young when we got engaged, too young for sure!! We were a couple of the 80's, baby, r eady to take on the world with no fear! We got engaged on March 18th, 1988 and planned a beautiful June wedding.  As I look at the innocent girl in this photograph, full of rich hope and marvelous dreams for her future, yet knowing how life is actually going to turn out for her nearly thirty years later, realizing it will be  nothing like her expectations, wishes, or dreams,  I can still, in all honesty, say... I wouldn't change a thing!  We were wed, much to my parents disappointment, outside of the temple. As Mormons we were taught to aspire to a temple marriage. We refused to follow the crowd and conform. We planned a wedding where all of our loved ones could attend and celebrate with us, none would be excluded from sharing in our joy! June 10th, 1988 we vowed to work together for better or worse, in sickness and in health, til death do us part. Vows we've

  "They gave Pandora a box. Prometheus begged her not to open it. She opened it. Every Evil to which human flesh is heir came out of it. The last thing to come out of the box was hope. It flew away." ~ Kurt Vonnegut  On election night while the majority of Americans were glued to their T.V’s watching the demise of our nation with the election of, to put it in Jon Stewarts words, ‘FuckFace Von Clownstick’, I was in a bedroom with my husband acknowledging the demise of our marriage. Needless to say, it was a horrific night for me and most of America.  I went to bed that night still believing with all my heart that Hillary would win. To say I was surprised the next morning seeing the results is putting it mildly. Chevy Chase from Christmas Vacation spoke my feelings precisely when he said, " If I woke up tomorrow morning with my head sewn to the carpet I wouldn’t be more surprised than I am now!"  Wednesday, November 9th was filled with many, many t