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9/29/2025 1 Comment Chasing the Light
I was at a sacred event in Sedona, Arizona recently when I met an artist by the name of Karla Bruk. She was vending her clay artwork. There were many colorful faces and pieces of jewelry laid out on the table. That’s when the most beautiful piece of her artwork literally popped out and spoke to me! I said, “Oh my goodness! Is that a moth?!” She replied that it was. I was so excited because I’m used to seeing artwork with butterflies, dragonflies, and even bees. For me seeing such a beautifully crafted moth was a rarity.
After seeing my excitement, the artist’s assistant asked me what my connection to moths was and why I felt drawn to them. I might have offered more than she was looking for… Since I was a child, I’ve always been drawn to moths, and they’ve always been drawn to me. I can recall as a little girl playing outside on summer evenings with beautiful little white moths fluttering about me. I would jump up and try to catch them. Oh, they were so happy and so was I. As I got older, moths would sometimes show up for me when I was feeling down and often in the most unexpected places. I can recall feeling afraid while being in a store line during the height of the Covid pandemic when one literally flew and hit me right in the face! I knew it was a wakeup call for me to snap out of the fear I was feeling. It was a not-so-subtle reminder from one of God’s angels that I am protected at all times. I love moths because just like me, they are always chasing the light. Moths and I are drawn to it like nothing else. No matter how dark things get, we will find the light, dance in it, and expand it.
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9/18/2025 1 Comment Under Construction It’s been just about a year now since my husband and I purchased our little place of respite on St. Croix, USVI. Every single time we’re there, the Sun wakes me up just in time to see it rise over the ocean. I listen to the Yellow Breasts (official territory bird) sing and watch them go about their morning activities in the palm tree that stands on the other side of our balcony. I sit there in meditation and hear God’s voice clearly. I am grateful for my many blessings. The energy is peaceful. My nervous system calms and I am able to fully exhale.
When we arrived at our place this last time and slid back the hurricane shutters, the outside of our building was under construction. There was a ladder on our balcony and a large metal scaffold obstructing our view. To be honest, the view is still beyond beautiful and the sunrise no less breathtaking. As I contemplated the scene, I could see it all as a reflection of my life and the current state of the world as a whole. Several years ago, God had shown me the vision for my path forward and for the world’s – clear and perfect! It was spoken to me. It was shown to me. It was revealed to me. It was promised to me. But first the work… I looked out and could see that I, like this world, am under construction. God’s promise over my life and this world has never changed, but the transformation must occur first. It might be painful at times, as some things are stripped away and cut back. It might be uncomfortable or scary, as the cracks are filled in and the dull colors are made vibrant in a resurrection of sorts. Soon enough, my view will be clear and unobstructed, as the truth God has shown me from the beginning will be revealed to all. We and our world are all being made new. 9/12/2025 0 Comments Hello and Welcome!In the words of the prophet Isaiah:
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?" And I said, "Here am I. Send me!" Isaiah 6:8, NIV May everyone who finds my website or social media pages or attends any of my events or programs be blessed through me. When I write or speak, may you only hear the Holy Spirit who flows through me. When you see my face, may you see God shining through me. May you be blessed simply because you landed here. |
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