Spirit Called me to Sedona, Arizona
January 2021 I moved to Sedona, Arizona for a rebirth.
My sole objective was to get clear on what I put onto this earth to do.
I asked myself over and over- what is it that I do religiously? When no one is watching? That feels like play but can be work too? Above all, What comes most naturally and joyfully to me?
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Journaling. Self inquiry. Colorful, playful, child-like art.
Anyone who has spent any bit of time with me in the past five years can vouch for this-- I am rarely without my journal.
Everyday for the past five years I have journaled. My collection of journals have seen me through every joy and every hardship I’ve experienced in the past half decade. My journals contain quotes, stickers, doodles, paintings, rants, calendars, photographs, etc. They have allowed me to become my own best friend, and have gifted me the opportunity to become more myself, everyday.
Suddenly, it was more than obvious to me what my gift to the world was. I have a natural talent for being in my process, for looking within, for finding self discovery and growth enjoyable.
And then, day by day, the pieces began falling more and more into place. This vision had momentum, and I surrendered to it.
This website is being presented to you less than a month after the domain was purchased. These posts have only been in the works for a week, and yet, in a way, these words and this offering is what my entire life has culminated to.
It really feels a bit like I am witnessing a miracle. Perhaps you feel it, too.
There are a few contributing factors to this momentum and manifestation—one of them being my consistent and intentional morning routine.
To get clear each morning on who I truly am and what I truly want involves deliberate intention. My morning ritual practices are what allows me to feel like me--to align with my inner being--every single day, no matter what. These practices are my suit of armor; forcefield; they make me un-fuck-with-able, regardless of what comes my way as the day unfolds.
Every morning, I wake up, write down my dreams, tongue scrape, meditate, and drink lemon water. Whatever happens after this flows, but the first 30-45 minutes of my day are always the same, and this is how I enter my vortex.
Meditation has become especially important, because slowing down and dropping in allows me to receive insights, guidance, and messages from my higher self--the god(dess) within me, if you will. Meditating allows me to observe the observer within me, gives me the space and time to get to know the many voices and selves that exist within me.
And of course, I journal every day. It doesn’t matter what it is -- a quote, my schedule, a note to myself, an idea, a doodle, a gratitude entry-- everyday I confide in myself, allow my selves to hangout, allow my prayers to be written as well as spoken. My journal hears about the interesting interactions I’ve had, the issues I'm grappling with, the joy of a soy latte on a sunny afternoon.
Many of the realizations / insights I’ve had over the past year can be attributed to a combination of having a journal and meditation practice. Meditation allows me to sink in and become acquainted with my inner being. Journaling allows me to recall these realizations, to actualize them, to manifest more for myself.
Before I meditated, journaling brought me great solace and comfort and joy. But since developing a meditation practice, my journals are deeper, wiser, much more profound. I used to journal about events and people and what happened and what people said. And I still do that. However, now my entries are filled with questions about my life path, opportunities and experiences I desire, deep gratitude for my loved one, and many thank you notes to my spirit guides.
I cannot emphasize to you how much I’ve manifested for myself in the past few years, especially in this past year. It is as if my journal entries are now magic spells.
It excites me to go deeper into my vortex, to get more skilled at staying in the vortex, and therefore allowing unconditional love to flow through me. Day by day. My morning routine is specific to me, as yours will be specific to you. There is no right and wrong. Only we can know for ourselves. But some things are for certain; I will be a meditator, tongue-scraper, and journaler for life.
