Becoming a clairvoyant helped me give myself permission to see myself my way, instead of depending on others to do this for me.

Are scarcity and competition the best way to do things, or can we choose a more creative cooperative path?

So much of what we are taught from the beginning of our lives is unconscious. We all learn from watching how others around us deal with emotions, challenges, and opportunities, or lack of.

There are as many ways to heal as there are human beings on this planet.

We have the power to heal ourselves, and we don’t have to do it all by ourselves. Only you can decide what is healing for you, and how healing looks for you.

I don’t need everyone to like me. I've decided that I like me.

Having permission to like yourself as you are might seem like a simple thing to want.

But it gets more complicated once we include the opinions of others.

The only meditation style I ever studied quickly became the exact right fit for me, because it is a creative style.

My first meditation class helped me become conscious of energy, which I already knew about on some level, but it didn’t feel quite real to me. Maybe that was because I had no idea how to work with energy consciously.

What you can imagine is real.

Every single human made creation you can think of started with someone’s imagination.

One of the most important abilities any of us has is the ability to imagine, visualize, and dream. We each literally make stuff up, every day of our lives.

Being conscious to the agreements I've made with myself and others is part of my self care practice.

I learned about spiritual agreements in my clairvoyant training.

In my search for answers to questions and problems that had been bothering me for years, I finally signed up for a meditation class.

As an artist, clairvoyant, healer, and human being, I’m in love with color.

I’m a little bit obsessed with color, which works well for me as an abstract painter and clairvoyant. I feel color, and even when I’m not painting or reading energy, I’m thinking of color. Ideas for colors to mix, experiment and work with in a painting show up all the time. I have my purple, blue, green, red, pink, yellow, orange … days. I see and feel the vibration I want, and I’m off on a new color adventure for a bit. I have complete permission to change this any time I like, I can shift gears and move from one color to another easily.

I’ve been looking at and thinking about self image pictures this week, notably having a clear view of oneself.

I started thinking about this energy, the themes and pictures around it, last week while exchanging readings with a fellow clairvoyant, a colleague and friend. There was an energy that came up in the reading: I saw pictures around old illusions cracking like the hall of mirrors in the famous scene from the Orson Welles 1947 film, ‘The Lady From Shanghai’.

Nothing outside of you can replace your unique and creative human spirit.

Especially when you care for it, feed it, and give it room to play, your creative spirit will reward you time and time again with a deepening knowing, trust, and certainty. One of the things I’ve learned from being an artist is that I can trust that I’ll find my way to the next steps or an answer in my creative process, because even in the darkest of times I’ve done so before. I know that if I show up, I’ll get there eventually.

When you show up as your true self, it is you who will be seen.

It sounds simple enough, doesn't it? If you want to be seen as yourself, you have to show up and be who you are.

This means you’ll need to let go of any energy that tells you you're not enough, and that you should hide until you earn the right to step up.

I am the first born of a family that became 6 children, two parents, and an assortment of dogs over the years.

My brother Jack was born 13 months after me, so we were kinda like Irish twins, in that we were closest in age for a while and hung out together a lot as kids. We actually liked each other and didn’t fight or compete too much, as I recall. He was also my partner in crime for a few capers when we were quite small, and again later on as teenagers.