In the 1980's I came back to place of my birth, with my preschool daughters, Jessie and Carly in tow. I love the St.Croix River and it became our home. I got home again and then I got sick and then I got well. Since then I have shared my journey with others who did that too. Yesterday at a grad party I was reminded of that, from a long, long, long time ago I was remembered. So many of those friends have found a footing in the wellness world that barely existed then and I was a part of that plan. I had to believe it to teach it. I learned that the suffering of my body would find healing and it appeared as I believed it would. I swore to source that if that info could help any other that they let them know where I was. I would help. I did that. Past is passed. To heal is a choice. Options are endless. Nature is waiting to share the gifts. Cleaning up the overloads in nature and in body are where we find our selves now. Start with your closet!! The things put away, locked up, hidden from view. Get them out in the open. Air/error is where the shift is. There are no mis-takes here, only lessons. No/know need to stock pile losses. Magic is waiting for you to come out and play in the light. I do that everyday, see you in the barn.
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