Currently in another wave of spiritual awakening, I reflect on my first (and rather dramatic) initiation into the unseen realms. This is Part 2: Entering psychic work, continuing to unravel and a full on rebirth.

Currently in another wave of spiritual awakening, I reflect on my first (and rather dramatic) initiation into the unseen realms. This is Part 1: How postpartum ripped me open to new levels of extra sensory perception and pushed me onto an intuitive path.

Four months into podcasting, I realize how I'm still gripping onto old ways of controlling and trying to squeeze into boxes that no longer fit.

Called cryptically by my ancestors, I find myself embarking on a pilgrimage through Scotland steeped in the mystical folklore of The Selkie. This is Part 2: Buried Burdens.

Called cryptically by my ancestors, I find myself embarking on a pilgrimage through Scotland steeped in the mystical folklore of The Selkie. This is Part 1: Rainbows & Unicorns.

Watching a movie brings up uncomfortable memories of a past relationship that found me losing myself on repeat. While the connection is long gone, I still find myself living out the insidious dynamics that were at play more than 10 years ago. This is Part 2: How it ended.

Watching a movie brings up uncomfortable memories of a past relationship that found me losing myself on repeat. While the connection is long gone, I still find myself living out the insidious dynamics that were at play more than 10 years ago. This is Part 1: How it began.

My dream world & waking reality collide while taking an anti-malaria drug on the Trans Siberian Railway. How dreams have enhanced my life & become a normal (sometimes bizarre) way to interpret the world.

An update one month into creating this podcast and the act of expressing instead of suppressing has opened up a can of worms in my body & my life.

I've spent the past year living on the edge of medical crisis, purging green stuff out of my skin and coming to terms with my limitations, all while experiencing other lifetimes where I die in similar scenarios. Cool, cool, cool...

For 11 years after my dad died I avoided music as a means to feel. Pregnancy brought this tool back to me out of necessity and became my first psychic language.

A pivotal part of my breakdown as a capable human coincides with moving into an ant-infested house.

A brief & painful attempt to describe what I'm doing here & why. There has to be a first episode so here we go!