Studies show heart frequency senses before the brain as it extends farther out from our bodies. It’s deeply connected to the intuition and what is best for you and the planet. It rarely makes logical sense in the moment. It usually nudges you towards something that’s a bit scary. It trusts that there is always plenty…
Who do you turn to when you’re feeling stuck and not sure what next step to take? How do you recalculate a path that seems, as least in the moment, to be a bit like Ground Hog’s Day? Where do you look when the seas of your life are rocky? Who do you engage with when life is going great, and you want it to only get better?
To unleash your own magic.
If you’ve read my previous posts I’m making the case that each and every one of us is magic.
That we are all indeed magic.
Before sitting down to write this post I did a little research as to the word origin and meaning of “magic.”
September’s theme was given to me as I was working in mom’s yard. The image above was painted by my talented aunt, more on her work here. This beautiful butterfly, scientifically referred to as Limenitis Arthemis, caught my attention as it fluttered by.
I’ve been percolating these last few days about how I feel about posting on the events of the weekend and the overturning of Roe v Wade. Should I post? Does the world need my thoughts mixed with all the other opinions? Does it feel right in my soul to share what I know? Could my knowledge empower someone and potentially impact change?
Today marks a turning point, a major shift in a story of mine. I made a new choice (about a year and a half ago) anchored on what I need to thrive as a highly sensitive human. Today that choice is made real!