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Breathwork with Jon Paul Crimi

September 6, 2021

September 6, 2021 In the last year of not being able to travel outward, David and I have been journeying inward. It started with a plant medicine retreat for his birthday, followed by a Dr. Joe Dispenza retreat for mine. David partook in a breathwork class, even expressing one day he’d like to be certified. We started uncovering our hidden traumas and cyclical life patterns that prevented us from loving ourselves and truly becoming our best selves. We saw how…

How “WOKE” are you?

August 18, 2021

August 18, 2021 What would you do, if you didn’t care what other people thought? If you posted and didn’t care how many likes you got? Or if you created something and didn’t care if anyone acknowledged it? How would it feel to not care? I go about my days so operationally – so abundantly – knowing that I’m just checking shit off my list. I’m efficient. I’m a fixer. I get stuff done. But how “woke” am I in…

How I “cope” with my abundant life.

August 14, 2021

August 13, 2021 I no longer fight this aspect about myself nor wish things were different. When energy leaves, we seek to fill it – whether it be good or bad energy, we fill space when absent of it. Awareness is the first step in recognizing what needs to shift in order to redirect a more purposeful life.…

Journey into my Healing.

May 30, 2021

May 30, 2021 I’ve been internally occupied for some time now. Last year I began a more aggressive journey towards self-realization. I went on a plant medicine retreat. I attended a weeklong advanced meditation retreat with Dr. Joe Dispenza and followed up with another one months after. I’ve been meditating nearly daily, journaling, reflecting, praying and crying. There were moments when I felt time stand still – when things were happening around me, but I was not ‘in’ me. I…

I Believe in Miracles

March 25, 2021

March 25, 2021 I started this year getting Covid. I was exposed by an asymptomatic work colleague (who wore a mask). In the weeks that followed, each of my immediate family members also tested positive. My first initial symptoms were body aches and head tension. I thought it was the cold as I test regularly, and I was negative just a few days prior. I had a low-grade fever one night but was fully functioning after 48hrs. My husband developed…

Leaving my thirties…

January 15, 2021

January 14, 2021 I was nearly swept away this past December. Despite not having to attend holiday parties due to the pandemic, each day was exhaustively filled with tasks. The hustle each year has made me resent the season due to the overwhelming emphasis on gift giving. My sons thankfully normally expect just a single gift from “us” (I put quotations because my husband rarely knows what was gifted) – but even then, a part of me feels guilt for…

God Bless our Broken Road

November 10, 2020

I often tell the story of how I met my husband on MySpace – when in reflection, I know I “met” him when he decided to join the Marines in 1996. While he grew up in Hawaii, he unsurprisingly chose to go to boot camp at Parris island, the same place his father went as he is a man of traditions. He joined the infantry like his father – he was a grunt, so I was a grunt, he would…

Reflecting each other.

October 14, 2020

I will be honest.I was never quite sure if I was meant to be with this man.I struggled for a long time with truly respecting him as a father, a husband and a leader in our family. I was critical. I was sometimes condescending. I’m not proud of it – and to be honest, much of it stemmed from my belief that he devalued me and my essential role in our family unit. It wasn’t so much his perspective of…

Look beyond the police officer.

September 25, 2020

Yesterday my husband came to me and said, “I was just in our son’s room and was looking at all his soccer medals he hung on his wall. It made me realize that he has played every year of his life since he was 4.” Our son is now 11. I looked at him and said, “you know why, right?” He looked back at me – knowingly… When our son graduated from being cradled in my arms, then crawling on…

Adapt or Die.

September 13, 2020

I hosted an impromptu dance party in my home gym tonight. It was hilarious. We blasted the music as each son led their own dance move, which we all followed until we transitioned to the next one. Between Netflix shows, distance learning, outdoor hikes and late night swimming – we’ve really come closer as a family since we started to quarantine in March. I remember counting down the weeks when it all first began. I watched in fear as celebrities…

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