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Rooted in love

Yesterday when I awoke my dear readers I felt like a major shift had taken place in my body overnight.  I stepped into the backyard and the sun was shining so brightly, not a cloud in the sky. The air felt crisp and clean with no humidity at all. I stretched out on my lounge chair to first meditate and then read the daily passage out of Mark Nepo’s “The Book of Awakening”. I can’t express enough the warm feelings of happiness and joy that started to spread throughout my body from my feet to the top of my head. An overall sense of hope for the better days that lay ahead is rooted, anchored in my soul and after I was finished meditating tears came streaming down my face.

I have been conferring with a few of my other friends who are also empaths and they too feel this shift. We are becoming more grounded into this new paradigm and our gifts for everything extra sensory and higher consciousness are becoming more and more enhanced and realized. I feel we are leading the way for the rest of humanity to enter into a more caring and cooperative system. In a word, it’s pretty damn cool.

The energy was flowing steady and in such a way I felt inclined to practice a ballet routine I haven’t danced in many years! Afterwards, I put my bathing suit on and soaked up as much glorious sunshine as I could take😎

I have had so much creativity coarsing through my veins lately. I ventured back into the much warmer late afternoon sun 🌞 with my journal, sketch book and paints. Yesterday’s weather was most definitely a perfect 10, Mother Nature was showing off her beauty and all creatures in nature were a buzz in it too! I have been jokingly calling the backyard “Wild Kingdom” because there are multiple species of birds in the many trees back there. Oh those magnificent trees caught my eye and my heart today becoming my muse🎨

I ❤ 🌳

After I finished my painting, I took a dear friend of mine’s suggestion to put on some 90s music and dance it out!! I credit R.E.M. for the inspiration to last night’s dance party and their song, “Shiny Happy People” was most befitting to my mood😉 I just love how much dancing frees my soul and makes my ❤ so happy! I’m so grateful to be able to see my own soul’s purpose and have all of this time to sit with myself to strengthen the bond I have with myself. It’s days like this that allow me to look in the mirror and honestly tell myself, “Maria….I love you” and my dear readers that is a marvelous feeling. Something really good is on the way, I just know it!

I am choosing to learn from these endless seeming days we have in quarantine. As long as I have my morning routine locked down as tightly as the city I live in….I am going to be A OK😊

Feeling this big heart of mine expand as of late into an even more compassionate, understanding and deeper well. Sending so much love out to the world today. Feeling called to spread my inner light wide and steady so it may reach whomever needs a bit of unconditional ❤ today. Be good to one another, we are entering into a whole New Earth my dear ones😉

This empath’s ❤

This poem was originally written a year ago but I feel compelled to share it in this post because it’s exactly how I feel.

I wrote this poem two days ago after morning meditation and journaling. Keeping in constant communication with myself about what my true intentions are allows my love to radiate from the inside out my dears🥰

Lover of the light🌠

After I wrote this poem, I painted this. My Mom fell in love with it so much I decided to send it to her so she can frame it. We both love the sun so much and because she lives in Florida, it’s perfect for her home on the lake 🌅

Love & Light

Wishing all of my dear readers a wonderful holiday weekend with an abundance of love, good health and peace ❤✌🙏

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Spotting signs from spirit

This is The Great Awakening my dear readers. My fellow empaths, lightworkers and I have been preparing for this for sometime now. I know I felt two major shifts inside my own body months ago. Since then, I have written many posts about the visions I experience outside in Mother Nature’s glorious landscape. Most of the messages and signs I receive come from either the Sun or Moon. We have a Supermoon in Libra taking place now through Wednesday. I am also grateful to have received a much needed energy clearing today.

I didn’t have too many irregularities out of the normal. No damage to my aura field but I did need a tune up on what I am receiving. Since it’s been either so cloudy, overcast or raining here, I haven’t had very many chances to sit outside in this past week to see what nature is teaching me. Before the weather moved in, one creature I was noticing more often than the others and is standing out from everything else in my backyard are the birds! An abundance of beautiful silence is there and I just lay in my lounge chair, staring up at the sky and trees. The many different fruit and nut trees attract quite an array of differing species although one in particular seems to be frequently reoccurring and visiting a tree close by to where I sit. It hassles any other bird that attempts to get near me. I have always had a way with animals in general. It’s like we communicate an unspoken language.

They say a cardinal is a sign from the spirit of a passed loved one. I have written many times on here about my dear Nana because she is my largest, brightest and most communicative guide. She is reminding me to look deeper within, remember the spiritual warrior I am. I have been having dreams about my past lives and just who my spirit was before this body I now inhabit. I have also noticed some nudges from her to start reading my Akashic Records. More on that in future posts but for now I want to share with you her most recent message to me my dear readers😉

Cardinal in watercolor

Before my session yesterday, I felt called to write this short phrase at the bottom of my notebook and I made a note to incorporate it into a painting. It wasn’t until after the session was over that I picked up my paints and just started painting that cardinal I keep seeing outside. It has also landed quite close to my chair on the ground while staring at me as if to say, “keep going my dear, you are on the right path.”

I don’t have my new laptop yet so I write this entire blog and my poetry with a touch pen on my cell my dear readers. I never pass up a chance to notice a synchronic message and as I was writing this post, a subscription service I belong to for Dr. Nicole LePera aka The Holistic Psychologist popped up containing this message.

Thank you Dr. Nicole🙏

The creative process for me usually unfolds like this. I receive images or words, sometimes both at once and I scramble to find a pen and my notebook of ideas. My poems I have written about before my dear readers come out very quickly, like I’m reading words off a white board. Lately, I have felt inclined to put some of my favorite music on. This reminds me of how I processed my creativity as an older teenager from 16 through my early twenties. Here’s what I was listening to this evening.

I have always been a huge fan of The Beatles. I raised both of my boys on their lullaby instrumental arrangements and when they were old enough to enjoy “The Yellow Submarine” I had many picture books for them explaining the Fab Four’s tripped out submarine adventure and of course we owned the DVD. We also had “Magical Mystery Tour” on repeat while we danced, laughed and sang along to it in our kitchen💃 Currently I’m playing the most recent playlist by The Rock & Roll Hall of Fame inspired by their career defining hits on Spotify. No surprise when this tune came on🎼🎶

I feel restored, rejuvenated and like I received a huge hug from Source. Our Universe is carrying us all through this time my dear readers. All of this is meant to happen and needs to usher in a whole new way of life. Trust in it. Look within and connect with your soul and with unconditional love in your heart it will set you free🌠🦋

I keep writing this and I will again now, WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER, INTERCONNECTED AND JOINED AS ONE….HUMANITY. WHAT HAPPENS TO ONE OF US AFFECTS US ALL AS A WHOLE. SPREAD KINDNESS AND LOVE BECAUSE IT TAKES LITTLE EFFORT AND IS WHAT WE ALL NEED RIGHT NOW🙏❤

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A piece of peace

I have hit a wall my dear readers with the up and down feelings, uncertainty and Complex PTSD triggers. This post is about my attempts to find just a small amount of peace amid the swirling crisis. I live in Dallas, TX and we just had our shelter in place orders increased until May 30th. I am grateful for my own health and don’t want to come across in any way that doesn’t display that. Now more than ever I am so thankful for my good health🙏

On Saturday night 9:45 PM my time, I took part in the Global Peace Meditation around the world along with over 100,000 other people. The immediate feeling of warmth, comfort and peace filled my soul with so much love. I felt as if I was floating on a cloud, almost out of body. Total peace. Being an intuitive empath at this time is really tricky. Just when I think I am coming back into my own BAM, universal energy strikes me back down. I have really had to limit what I’m seeing and hearing in order just to function lately. I think the rainy weather here isn’t helping. I’m a sun worshiper and I am missing South Florida so much right now😎

I did schedule a video chat, which is a very bright spot in my days as of late. My other emphatic friend Emily, whom I know from Instagram and I spoke for 2 hours yesterday. It made me so happy to interact with another lightworker🌠 and we planned on catching up with each other again towards the end of the week🥰

I also scheduled an energy clearing today with my dear soul sister, Reiki master and shamanic healer Lindsey Luna aka @soul.healing.with.luna on Instagram. I feel better already just knowing her healing relief is on the way to my mind, body and spirit🙌

I did get a bit of a creative burst in the late afternoon and I used it to work on this painting which I accompanied with this poem. In these uncertain times my dear readers, we need so much more love, kindness and understanding of our fellow human. We are all interconnected, we are all in this together as God’s creations. What happens to one of us, affects ALL of us. Please, from the bottom of my heart….take care of each other. Sending so much love, light, enough shadow to get us by, health, safety and most of all peace ❤🌠🦋🌎✌

Watercolor on canvas
Mother Earth🌎
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Lately

It’s been a rough week for me my dear readers. Obviously with what’s going on in our world and being an intuitive empath, I have been picking up on all the feelings and emotional energy of others. The following are a few quick videos of me and lastly a poem I just finished. My hope for us all.

Outside thoughts 🍃

Feelin more like myself. Taking each day as it comes. This morning as I sat in meditation, I started sobbing. Not necessarily tears of sadness or joy just a release, a  non judgemental one that took days to flow through me. It’s important to allow whatever is coming up….be it energetically, emotionally, physically or spiritually…..resist the urge to shut it down, numb out or dissociate from it. It’s all normal right now y’all. We are ALL TOGETHER AS A WORLD experiencing major life changes.

I love you all and am sending out the purest of loving intentions from my ❤ to your ❤


Brighter than yesterday 🌞

This is my latest mantra for peace, health and unity for all of us right now. For our world🌎❤🦋🙏😊✌

I hope 🙏

As always, much love❤🌎✌

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Revisiting my #Momentsofjoy

Yesterday I wrote about my fellow blog friend’s idea of posting under the hashtag #Momentsofjoy, so here it is my dear readers. The story that unfolds is one I have never recounted before yet I hold it very near and dear to my heart❤

It’s a mixture of both sorrow and pain coupled with happiness and joy. Every ounce of it sprinkled with genuine love straight from my soul.

In 2010 my ex-husband and I were living in New Jersey, specifically at the home I grew up in from 1977 until 1996 when I graduated high school and left for college. In 2008 however, we found ourselves part of the financial and homeowner’s crisis in the United States having to negotiate with our mortgage company and begging them to allow us to short sale the house we had purchased in 2003. After achieving the go ahead to close on the property, we gathered our things and moved from Rhode Island to Northern New Jersey. My parents were living part of the time in Florida then. Where I’m from, we call them snowbirds. Retired folks that spend the winter months down South and the warmer months up in the North.

It was May of 2010 when my ex-husband told me quite matter of factly that he had put in for a job transfer back up to the New England area he was just given the news on the new location he would be reporting to that July! Mind you my dear readers, all of this was done without consulting me at all. I knew he couldn’t stand life in general in New Jersey. In stark contrast, I was in heaven! I was living in my childhood home, back hanging around with my many friends from my school days and having both of my boys attend the schools that I went too! It was a glorious time for me. I was also teaching dance at the studio that raised me and gave me the knowledge and opportunities for a professional dance career. I was living my best life up until that day he ordered me to start looking for a rental home.

In hindsight I can now see at that point how quickly I slipped into robotic mode, putting his needs before my own. Anyhow, I jumped on the web and reached out to a few real estate agents asking for their assistance in finding us a house to rent in just 2 months time. The pressure was on as we spent every weekend traveling up to RI from NJ to look at different properties. It was grueling and very time consuming.

In late June during one of these weekends we were shown the most darling beach cottage on a dead end road across from a private beach. Even though it was just a one bedroom Cape, it’s charm had all 4 of us immediately smitten and we signed a one year lease on the spot! I knew how special this property was and I wasn’t going to lose it! This picture captures the ambiance perfectly both in and around the cottage 🏡

#5 Nichol Ave. aka my paradise 🥰

In early July 2010, I think it may have been the 4th of July weekend even, my family of 4 along with our cat Moses moved from NJ to our new beach cottage in RI. I like to joke around by calling myself a professional nomad. I have moved over 20 times in my adult life and it doesn’t take me much effort anymore to move. I have whittled my personal belongs down to a few suitcases and a few boxes of keepsakes. At this time however it was still quite an undertaking moving 2 adults, 2 small children with our cat across state lines.

Paradise island

I must admit, our 1st weekend inhabiting that cottage was 100% magnificent! Quiet, peaceful and invigorating. I loved being able to walk right across the street to find unending opportunities for peace and happiness. Each and every day taught us new things like when the tide was going in or out, what kind of fish and shellfish was to be found at different points along Narragansett Bay. All of it delicious and right in our own backyard. The beach was really just for residents which made it very private and allowed me to feel extremely grateful for where I had found myself after two years of heartache. I don’t wish the hell I felt after losing my home to the mortgage company bank upon even my worst enemy. The powers that be made my life a living and breathing reoccurring nightmare until that final day when we dotted the i and crossed that t during the closing paperwork.

We enjoyed several months of bliss in that cottage as a family. Again, looking back upon that time I can see anything but peace for me personally. I was wrestling with my mental illness, the slow loss of reality that ended up leading to my suicide attempt in November of 2011.

You’re probably scratching your head dear readers like, hmmmmm she said this was supposed to be highlighting #Momentsofjoy? Yes, I digress since I still have regrets and reservations over this particular time in my life. I vow to my audience to always be authentic and real about any part of my life and this time is no different. The years of 2008 until 2013 were the hardest, most sobering and dark times of my entire life. Since this is the 1st time I have truly written about it, I ask you dear readers to forgive the perspective I have now which is still sadness and shame despite the beautiful gift that living there truly was for me. Even today.

I absolutely LOVED this beach cottage. I felt at peace there and I relished every morning when I woke up, window open to hear the seagulls cry, smell the saltwater air drench my senses and look out to sun spectacular sand! It was like living in paradise every damn day. I would open every window and practice yoga. It was marvelously grounding and filled my days with joy. When I’m asked what my happy place is, I immediately recall my beach cottage and its beach. Ahhhhhh, OM🧘‍♀️

Low tide

Even after the separation from my ex-husband I worked 3 jobs just to be able to afford the rent and utility payments there. I lasted almost 2 full years living there alone making all the money I could to keep afloat my dream home. To me, I was keeping the dream alive for not only myself but for my boys who were just 6 and 10 at the time. I didn’t want for them to see their mother failing even though in many ways I was.

These are the benches I sat on gazing out at the water and asking God for the answers🙏

In early 2012, I was forced to give up my paradise. I was blessed enough to have a friend offer his couch to me for the next 8 months while I tried to get my life back together. I took a job in sales working for a high end clothing line at that time. I spent my last day in that house taking pictures and sitting on these benches giving my hopes up to God.

Now, 8 years later I can say how much I learned about myself during that time. I’m not easily a quitter. I don’t take NO for an answer the 1st few times. My resilience fuels my passion for what I love and hold dear. I am proud of myself for how long I hung on even when I knew I would have to make a choice that I didn’t necessarily want to or agreed with at first.

In life, we do what we have to. We fight the good fight for as long as it makes sense. Nowadays, I don’t spin my wheels as much. I make smarter choices for my own emotional and spiritual energy and health. Everything in life is a lesson my dear readers. In the end, I don’t regret anything even though I wrote that I do, I release it with thos post and feel infinitely blessed to have had the moments of happiness and joy the beach cottage on 5 Nichol Ave brought me❤🏡🥰