🌺 About Me: Spirit, Sass & Sacred Truths
I’m not here to preach—I’m here to break spells.
My healing started at 11 years old when my dad died. Not only would I lose him, but the mother would also cut off my entire paternal family. That was my first real lesson: no-thing no -person no-job no-friend no-grief no -happiness lasts forever. Not on planet earth.
I learned meditation would keep me in my body. Eventually, I discovered that emotions and sensations couldn't kill me—even though I did serious damage to myself trying to escape them. I was alive, but not living. Just… here. Mainly dissociated.
How did I get here in a body that flinched at kindness, and in a silence so loud it could crack bone? 🪨💔
For decades, I’ve been unlearning the lie that love must be earned by being useful, quiet, or “the strong one.” I've walked away from codependents, narcissists, job thugs 😒, and the family roles I never signed up for.
I’ve said NO with trembling hands and sacred fire. 🔥🛑
This blog is part spiritual exorcism, part love letter 💌 to anyone breaking chains their ancestors were too unable to face. Take Peek.
I write for those Crying Soul Tears™ 😭, trusting their gut 🌀, and daring to Soul-Up™ 🌟—because your spirit my spirit our spirit didn’t come here to settle.
🌱 Welcome to the work—it’s messy, it’s liberating, and it’s yours.
🕊️ Stay awhile. Breathe deep. Respira profundo. Burn the old scripts. Rewrite your story.
🕰️ I’m on CST (Central Standard Time) if you ever wonder when I post or reply!
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