When our hearts are breaking, for a million different reasons…

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In these wild times, how do we stay peaceful. . . and faith-filled? 🕊 

There are many scary things and loud people out there grabbing for our attention, and many inner fears and beliefs derailing our positive in-tentions. It’s easy to be left feeling fractured, frizzled and frantic.  

If we let our mind spin in it’s worry-state, though, we’re trusting only our small scared self to figure it all out. Alone. No wonder it’s overwhelming! We’re stuck circling our issues, in a very limited space. 

“Worry is prayer that we pray to ourselves instead of to God.” ~Chris Smith

Do we more often dabble in doubt or the divine?✨ 

There’s an area of our brain called the reticular activating system – RAS. It’s job is to edit out endless daily data that bombards us. The RAS allows into our conscious mind what we’re interested in, what we believe in etc. It edits out what doesn’t confirm our belief systems (BS,) or contradicts the labels and identities we may have carried since childhood. Our “stories” may be so dang convincing to us that we think of them as reality. 🌠

Ever bought a car you’d rarely seen, in a color you thought was different? Then you get out on the road and that exact car is everywhere. The car had always been around, but your RAS never picked up on it until you put it on your radar. 

This isn’t woo-woo-ery. It’s science.

If we stay focused on the problem, on what’s “wrong,” the RAS is blind to the good stuff. 

What we believe about our life is what we keep seeing, and then we keep believing, and thus, we keep recreating. “Reality” is the outer representation of our inner beliefs.

Our RAS isn’t programed for right or wrong, it’s wired according to our focus. It’s a tool – a neutral search engine – scanning for evidence of our expectations. So if I reaffirm, “I didn’t do enough today,” “I’m overwhelmed,” “The world is broken,” “money corrupts,” etc… I’ll see the “proof.” Our RAS acts like a prayer to the universe and keeps regurgitating evidence of our beliefs. They have been “real” for us, but that doesn’t mean they have to stay that way.

As soon as I shift my attention to the ‘simple’ things that are going smoothly, I’ll notice more of those. It helps me stay connected, grateful, hopeful, productive. And in that place, my heart and soul have more influence and power in my life, and beyond.  

Sometimes we stick to being “right” about the things that actually feel “wrong” – like “I’m too old,” “Murphy’s Law,” “the cup is half empty,” “I don’t have enough _______.” Being ‘right’ about negative beliefs is a familiar prison. The suffering is what we’ve known, and staying in it might seem safer than change. Humans want to feel loved, accepted and ‘right’ in the eyes of our herd. Being “wrong” means feeling bad, unacceptable and rejected by the herd.  

I saw this angel cloud on Wayne Dyer’s birthday. A self-portrait, no doubt 🏞

Step away from the dysfunctional pasture. 

If we point a helpless finger outward at the cow pies, political parties, president, culture, corporations, violence, losses, health, gender, appearances, past, parents, or partner, for letting us down, we’ll endlessly spin outside ourselves. Our mind will feel crazed and ungrounded because our leverage doesn’t exist out there.

But going within, to harness our light, might also means facing our shadowy stuff, and that can be a scary deterrent. 

Inside is where our vulnerability and fears are waiting to be witnessed – they’re our little lost kids – they’re hurting, wounded, raging, distrusting, defiant, powerless and pitching a hissy fit. They haven’t felt heard. Life knocked the wind out of their sails, and laughed in their face. Getting their hopes up means they could be dashed, again. Disappointment is terrifying. They’ll stop us from trying again, for our own protection.

So when we give our RAS more hope-filled focus, like imagining a peaceful world, a united government, a happier career, better health, relationships, finances, or a new adventure, guess what happens? 

Old beliefs surface, dragging their miserable movie reels from our past. 

Emotions boil up. It can be embarrassing to our “adult” self. But just let the little kid FEEL, and let the resistance and grief surface. It diffuses the voltage. It gives us a chance to feel compassion for our younger selves, and to question the manure we keep stepping in. 

Notice the old lies. Wipe the overdue tears. And smile. It’s been a long poopy path.

It takes courage to FEEL – it also births more courage.

Take a deep and satisfying breath in, right now. Ground yourself and allow Source, God and the angels, to flood your senses. Fill the emptiness. Empty the worry. Let Mother Nature envelope and breathe with you. Let your soul light pour in. Expand your rays, like the mini-sun that you are. 

When I’m feeling overwhelmed, I’m giving my attention to what’s “wrong” and judging it, them or me. As I remember to shift my focus inward, breathe my energy back home to my heart and body, I can relax (or cry, if needed.) Then I have room to hold the larger light of Spirit.

If we broaden our awareness each day, by imagining the radiant bubble of light within and around us, expanding – we create a bigger playground. In that vastness, our heart opens. Or maybe our heart opens us to the vastness. Either way, our worries become smaller, after a few deep breaths, and one envisioning, several times a day.

We can invite in the Divine, even while we’re driving, walking in a parking lot, or waiting in line. Our attention, imagination, feelings and thoughts direct the Light energy that we are (which inspires our actions.) Our daily focus is a priceless power tool – the more we practice, the deeper the habit grows.

Tell new good-feeling stories about your life. Turn the past crap into fertilizer for the future. Let the fresh air of truth blow in.

Point your prayers in uplifting directions.  

Go for that walk, admire the sky, relax in the sun, cuddle with a pet, climb that mountain, do something new, read a good book, love your body, send healing to the globe, doodle, celebrate the signs, meditate, make a smoothie, do some spring cleaning, sit in the boundlessness. Marvel at it all.

The simple stuff … saves us.

May our hearts be broken open, in appreciation, for all that’s been given. 🎉 

Keep looking in, with awareness, keep looking out, in awe, and life will keep looking up. 💕

with lotsa love,

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You Can Heal Your Life Summit begins tomorrow, May 4th! 🌈 
It’s Hay House’s biggest Summit of the year — celebrating Louise Hay’s legacy of love, healing and empowerment 🌟🌿✨ 

🍿 The FREE Summit includes 78 of the world’s best speakers, teachers and healers, including Louise Hay, Esther Hicks, Wayne W. Dyer, Christiane Northrup, Anthony William the Medical Medium, Dr. Gabrielle Bernstein, Gregg Braden, Dr. Joe Dispenza and many more. 

When you sign up free, you’ll get four special lesson previews including Louise Hay’s full “You Can Heal Your Life” MOVIE, chronicling her journey from lifelong trauma and illness to healing, self-love and abundance. It’s very inspiring! 🎉

🌍 I watch every year 🎊 Register here and soak up the soul-support! 🌈💫

Waking Up from Powerlessness & Polarity

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March was a bumpy month for many. Hubby managed to wake me (and my monster) up, several times. And I don’t mean from sleep. I was pissed. Hurt. Then defensive. HE did it to innocent ME. (Note: caps and italics are Belief Systems – BS.)

The first insult was when he got mad over my son’s broken iPhone. I could’ve been sympathetic, knowing about his stressful work week. I did stay calm on the outside, at first, trying to keep him calm (um, control, in disguise.) The truth is if he gets upset, I might get upset. So I try to control HIM instead of me. I’d been having a rough day, myself, so I was wobbly. I’d prefer to blame him for starting it. I soooo wanted it to be his fault.

This never works. 

When he raises his voice, I perceive ‘attack’ – I must rise up to defend the peace! (Ironic. As Byron Katie says, “Defense is the first act of war.”) Slipping on armor is just so much quicker than calming my inner battle.

Over the years, I’m prone to drag out these incidences. Fear tells me that if I drop my angry silent treatment, he’ll think it’s ok to get mad. If I drop my control, he’ll do it again and again. He’ll never learn!

Oh when will I ever learn.

I’m feeling the very thingsnegativity, blame, judgment – that I say are ‘wrong.’ I criticize those emotions in him because… well, I don’t want to admit they’re in me.

Where am I sleepwalking in my story again? I’m silently insisting that he shouldn’t express blame, reactivity, or disturb the peace. He should be kind. He should do what I want because it’s GOOD (aka right) to be loving, kind, peaceful and understanding.

If he’s not loving, kind, peaceful and understanding – I’ll withdraw my love, kindness, peace and understanding. Wait. 

If it’s good for him, it’s good for me.

Maybe he can’t change, as fast as I’d like. Maybe I can’t change, as fast as I’d like. Why is it difficult to accept our limitations and humanness? How do I stay kind and loving, anyway?

We may roar when we’re feeling vulnerable, but the practice of softening our heart, is not a liability – it’s a holy strength.

It goes against our spiritual nature to attack, shut down, or be anything but Love. Yet it’s in our human nature to test that divine theory, again and again.

It’s playing out on our very loud & painful political stage. (Listen below to our fun GD Spirit Pub episode on this topic! There’s a 2 min “Connect to the Light” practice at the 16:22 minute mark, if you need a quick plug-in to your expansive soul-self.)

Our dark human dramas are being expressed boldly and aggressively in the media and our government. We’re taught that there’s an enemy. Lock and load. Fear is a powerful governor that turns into defense, division, hate.

But we can’t soften the haters by hating them. That’s our self-hatred in hiding. It closes our mind to the hurting parts of ourselves. And them. Those rapscallions are spiritual teachers in disguise – mirrors of our inner mad-ness.  

Where do we blame them, when the seeds of doubt are actually rooted within us. 

Uncomfortable emotions are touchy-feely soul signals that whatever we’re believing is not in alignment with our spirit. Seeing our BS and dropping our judgment, plugs us back into our inner magician-in-training. We just have to watch where we’re pointing our wands.

In the midst of personal problems, or political polarity, we need extra doses of gentleness. When we send love to those who are the most difficult to love, whether they’re in our home or in the White House, the Love will bless them and boomerang back to us. We’re all One wild family trying (desperately) to remember Love and to live in Peace.

As you re-connect to your heart today (in whatever way you do it – meditation, nature, art, prayer, writing, spring cleaning etc…) drop your old sword and pick up your magic wand. Beam love to the most restless places inside you, and bless the BS. Forgive your humanness. It makes it far easier to forgive them. 

Send your light across the globe. Bless the earth. Bless the governments of the world. Bless the children. The animals. The waters. The plants. The mountains. Bless it all. Bless our human drama as we grow and learn how to wield our powerful wands of light. 

wishing you an eternal Springtime,
trumpeting daffodils,
and lotsa love,

Do You Feel the Quickening? 💞 Plus NJ workshop 🌈

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🦋 Hiya Riotous Rainbows🌈

Do you feel that quickening of life beneath the surface? Even though we can’t see it, deep in her roots, the earth is alive with spring. So are you. Ready to bust a move and break the crusty surface, too? Are you willing to let go and let loose? Fear has plenty of reasons why we shouldn’t – there are so many times we’ve embarrassed ourselves and things didn’t work out the way we’d dreamed. Why would they now? Fear is as addictive as potato chips. And her heavy armor (worry, doubt, anger, blame, control, powerlessness, negativity etc) will tell us to “be realistic” in order to save us from one more face plant. 

“Realism is nothing more than a socially acceptable form of pessimism. The people with the most consistent track records of success don’t think in terms of what is.
They think in terms of what could be”
– Tim Johnson

Growing up, Fear told me that I needed protection – my dwarfed body was weak, not good enough, a target at the mercy of unfair circumstances. I put away those cray-cray dreams of feeling free and on fire. I stayed hidden. For my own “good.” 

I wasn’t ‘saved’ by staying safe, though, I felt stuck. Held hostage. The longer I listened to the BS, and ignored my own truth, the less energized I felt.💝 The less faith I had in the strength of my spirit.

Step away from that cool-aide.

Plug back into your power Source. Fill your tank. Be open to new horizons. What brings you peace? Music? Nature? Reading? Yoga? Animals? Creativity? Doodling? Dancing? A bath by candlelight? A spangly tiara? ✨ Pay attention to what light’s you up. ☀️And then go do it (or stop doing what feels heavy and dark…) 

Peace and joy is wifi for the soul. And vice-versa. The more we align with our own truth (fun, frolic and sequins) the less any outer disturbances can run us off the rails. We have the power to stay at peace no matter what’s happening around us. Easier said than done, but daily practice makes progress. What small joy will you dive into today?

Practice peace this week. Let it be in the way you walk. Let it be your cha-cha partner. And then those dreams, goals and scary dance steps, will pull you toward the inevitable changes. From the inside out – hope opens doors. It softens the fear and bedazzles your inner vision. 

And if you’re near northern NJ, please join me for my workshop, “Transform Pain into Purpose and Enlighten Up” ✨Sat 2/16, 1 – 3pm at the uber peaceful & beautiful Purple Om Yoga in Denville NJ. Register here (you’ll need to scroll down the events page to find it.)💗 Email me with any questions!

If you know anyone in the tri-state area who might be interested in my workshop, will you forward this post to them? Thank you for helping me spread the word! (Autocorrect wrote “try-state” lol. That’s the East coast mentality alright – try try try! Type A’s can be very trying.) 😉 

Breathe in the peace. 

Laughter. 

And new beginnings….

with lotsa love, 

xoJulie

If you’re looking for some super-soul support and accountability in 2019, to align with your spirit’s power, mission and vision… my coaching rate is temporarily at $20/hourfor new clients (or past clients, in a bind.) Find the coupon codes here. 

Being Fully Present is the Present 💞

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New Year Warriors! 🌟 
Moving into 2019, I plan to be more present. I’m trying it right now as I type. Just pause for 2 seconds and inhale deeply. Oh and smile to yourself – feel how it changes your energy? It always helps me find some small appreciation for whoever and whatever the mighty multiverse has dumped on my doorstep. I also find that I can witness life, people and the many ups and downs, without taking them too personally. Or seriously. Someone else’s opinion or pain does not have to feel like my fault or my responsibility. (Trying to fix or ‘save’ the people we love just signals to them that we think they’re doing it wrong. Or we don’t believe they can do it by themselves…) 

The difficulties I bump into are a reflection of where my own wounds are waiting for my presence and acceptance. If I can honestly witness the reflection, embrace the beasties, and love myself anyway, I can better love others (and their beastly behavior…) It’s an open gift, without conditions or strings. 

There’s always self-awareness hidden in the sucky circumstance or in that creepy critic (especially the inner critic.) Our presence allows our soul to take the wheel, once again, and let us rest and receive from a higher perspective. It’s a gift of freedom and loving detachment from the BS.

For our new and fun GD Spirit Pub pubcast,
on Grace, Gratitude and Staying 
in the Powerful Present Whoa-ment, listen below~

Breathe in the moment. 

And then the next. 

And the next….

And welcome the new year with lotsa love, 

If you’re looking for some super-soul support and accountability in 2019, to align with your spirit’s creative power, mission and vision… my coaching rate is temporarily at $20/hour for new clients (or past clients, in a bind.)

Here are the coupon codes~

To buy 4 sessions, go to the link, and use code 4sessions 
To buy 8 sessions, go to the link and use code 8sessions 
To buy 12 sessions, go to the link and use code 12sessions
To buy 16 sessions, go to the link and use code 16sessions
To buy 20 sessions, go to the link and use code 20sessions

Welcome 2019🌟

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Hi Messengers of Light🌟
If deep down, Love is who we are and where we come from, do we dare dream we can create more goodness this year? This time? When doubt and hard feelings close our heart, and we stop the loving (of ourselves, others, circumstances, etc…) it’s not the world that’s actually gone dark… it’s inside us. The anger, resistance and fear of what’s happening, is coming from our limited belief systems (BS) and past conditioning. Our first reaction to anything “bad” tends to be to point a finger at something outside us. But when we realize that the source of suffering is within us, that awareness allows the internal change. Our openness brings acceptance, accountability, healing, peace, self-love and the remembrance that we are One. We’re connected with every other flawed & forgetful human who has gotten it backward, in one way or another.

Although we’ve often doused our own flame (ignored, dismissed or otherwise diminished our value,) no external circumstance can ever put it out. We may not be able to change circumstances (or those rascals around us,) but we can definitely change what’s in us. It takes time and practice ~ but we have the power and authority to re-light our lamp. The times when we fear the darkness, and believe it’s a mistake, is when we’ve forgotten our soulshine, which never stops lighting the way. It never stops loving the way. So go ahead and shine in the darkness. Don’t believe in it’s gloom, because you have the power to light up the night. 🌟

❤ FYI, my coaching rate is still at $20/hour for new clients (or past clients, in a bind.) It’s a 65% – 75% savings off my hourly rate. This is one way I can make a difference in 2019. Pay it forward. Help raise our collective vibration. Surrender. Be the change. Embrace community and collaboration. 

To buy 4 sessions, go to the link, and use code 4sessions 
To buy 8 sessions, go to the link and use code 8sessions 
To buy 12 sessions, go to the link and use code 12sessions
To buy 16 sessions, go to the link and use code 16sessions
To buy 20 sessions, go to the link and use code 20sessions

One answer to healing our global soul-sickness is to heal our own wounds, first; then we have a brighter, clearer and enthusiastic vision to reach out and make broader changes.

If you’re looking for some super-soul support in 2019, to align with your spirit’s power, mission and vision… 

I’m here to help :)  

Cheers to a bright New Year! ❤
With lotsa love & endless light,

Financial Obstacles? 🌎 Waiting on the World to Change

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We, the mystical messengers, earthy-crunchy-creatives, rainbow warriors, wounded healers & divine feminine waker-uppers (we go by a myriad of tie-dye names,) have been working, wishing and waiting on the world to change. We’re giving our hearts to help that happen. But zoikes, it can be so discouraging 😭 

The past few weeks have tested my faith and resolve. I’ve been praying for more and more businesses, institutions, politicians, leaders and governments to step up and be a force for good. For unity. For all. To help soothe this aching world. But I’ve been feeling deflated, disempowered, disenfranchised. 

Sometimes it looks like we lack the resources, connections or clout to make a difference. To make a major contribution. To make sense of the senselessness. How do we “be the change we wish to see in the world”?

When we’re struggling or overwhelmed in our relationships, finances, careers, parenting, health, spiritual path or just remembering self-love-and-care, our festering fears can separate us. The answer to healing our collective soul-sickness is to heal our own wounds, first; then we have a brighter, clearer and enthusiastic vision to reach out and make broader changes.

In this divisive climate, we need each other more than ever. So. If you’re looking for some super-soul support in aligning with your spirit’s power, mission and vision…

I’m lowering my coaching rate to $20/hour for new clients (or past clients, in a bind.) The offer is open until my calendar is full, which may happen quickly. This is a 65% – 75% savings off my hourly rate.

Use the coupon codes below in your shopping cart:

To buy 4 sessions, go to the link, and use code 4sessions 
To buy 8 sessions, go to the link and use code 8sessions 
To buy 12 sessions, go to the link and use code 12sessions
To buy 16 sessions, go to the link and use code 16sessions
To buy 20 sessions, go to the link and use code 20sessions

This is one big way I can make a difference. Pay it forward. Help raise our collective vibration. Surrender. Be the change. Embrace community and collaboration. 

<– Here’s a screen shot of the enormous savings you’ll see in your shopping cart (pay with PayPal or a credit card at PayPal.)

This hourly price will only be available until slots are filled. Buy as many sessions as you’d like before the pricing ends. It will hold the low price AND your preferred day of the week and time slot.  

 The Divine Feminine is rising (in women and men, both.) She’s the loving energy that works in cooperation (instead of competition, cold business-as-usual, political insanity, corporate greed, arrogance, superiority, nationalism, racism, etc etc etc etc!!!)

Deep breath.

She’s the compassionate, creative, tender, nurturing, powerhouse Amazon within us. She’s the heart-centered healer. The protective mama bear. Our Great Gaia. Pachamama’s Holy Presence. She brings balance and courage. She holds hearts and quiets minds. She soothes the broken child within us. She births a new world. 

But. 

She’s been silenced for eons. Belittled. Dismissed. Assaulted. Abused. Oppressed. She. Needs. Support. She’s been struggling to the surface, to be heard, to be honored. The out-dated patriarchy is grasping and gasping for control. The conflict, the backsliding, the pain and wild resistance is mind-boggling and heart-wrenching.  

The crumbling current world order is s.c.a.r.y. I’ve been wringing my hands and heart trying to understand why people behave so deplorably. 

Those groups who have lacked political, electoral, or economic clout for thousands of years, see it in almost every industry. It is heartbreaking. Rosa Parks refused to give her bus seat to a white man … and with her courage, she started an entire movement toward civil rights. Sadly, we have not manifested that Dream, on many fronts. Yet.

The truth is that the world is both troubled AND beautiful. But focusing on the F.E.A.R. (false evidence appearing real) is to pitch our precious energy into the negativity, as if it’s more powerful than the Light. It is not. Dark is a lack of Light. That’s all.

Spreading our love, faith and courage into the haunted corners will illuminate what was never really there. This is not to say that you and I have not suffered at the hands of others, or that it wasn’t very REAL to us. But the Truer Reality is that we survived. We will Thrive, no matter what hatred or bullies are in the backrooms, boardrooms and battlefields. 

Our souls are unhurt-able.

Our most difficult task is not allowing the inner BS battlefield to overtake our alignment with our bigger purpose. Our Spirit. Peace. Hope. Family. Friends. The gorgeous earth that sustains us. The radiant, pulsing life all around us. We are not forsaken. 

Please don’t hang your head (for too long…) or let despair win. We need you. Embolden your heart. Live in Inspiration. Be brave. Give into wonder and joy. It’s our soul’s natural state. It’s the place where our power leads us onward and upward. Higher. Happier. No matter what wolves are at our door. 

How can you invest your values, talents and passions in a better life? Better relationships? Career? Creativity, health, parenting, self love, self-care? We all need support in uncovering the gifts that come as a result of any challenging times.

When I’m tempted to believe that the current strife means we are losing the *battle*, I remember that saving ourselves IS dissolving the bigger war. Cultivating inner peace is saving the world, one soul at a time, one courageously inspired act at a time. 

This is where I do my best work – helping clients to process tough emotions, uncover and release limiting beliefs, overcome challenging circumstances, follow the spiritual breadcrumbs and practice daily mindfulness. 

We dive deep while lightening up☀️

Partnering with me will bring new direction, motivation, vitality, energy and enthusiasm. As you practice seeing life from a higher perspective, you’ll more naturally connect with the beauty and power of the true you.

There’s no quick fix, but there is one power-packed ongoing practice ~ aligning with your rock-star soul and following its sacred call.

Where is it calling you? Let’s work together so you can enjoy the sacred mission you came to fulfill – to use your mighty Spirit to liberate yourself and your world. To empower your voice and your divine path. Don’t give up your seat on the bus. Your irreplaceable soul wants you to ignite your Light and keep on truckin’ toward your goals and dreams.

I am here to help! 

In super-soul support and solidarity,

singing, dancing, painting 

and howling at the moon 🌙

with you, 💕

P.S. Buy your sessions before they are filled ~

To buy 4 sessions, use code 4sessions 
To buy 8 sessions, use code 8sessions
To buy 12 sessions, use code 12sessions
To buy 16 sessions, use code 16sessions
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P.P.S. Grab a tissue and watch these inspiring videos!

This young dance crew, The Lab, gives me hope! “Waiting on the World” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BY_lf0No-gk 

An epic dance/acrobatic group, Zucaroh, performing to “Baba Yetu” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5vSo2pFZKA

Another emotional dance by The Lab to “Cold Water” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlPjatViUFU

💫☀️

Leaving you with a beautiful poem from Jai-Jagdeesh

Day by day,

step by step,

we come into our power.

You are UNFATHOMABLY strong;

you know this, right?

There is absolutely NOTHING

you can’t do

when

your heart

your soul

and your mind

are working together.

A harmonic convergence,

a full embodiment;

a most BEAUTIFUL thing.

We get there

with age, with experience,

through inspiration…

and because of practices like these.

THANK YOU for your practice.

THANK YOU for showing up AS YOU.

More embodied every day,

every hour,

every minute.

I bow to your strength.

May you always use it

to change the world

for good.

~Jai-Jagdeesh

Mother Nature’s Armagarden☘️of Weeds

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Hiya Hearty Tree Hugging Souls🌳 

Abundance is Mother Nature’s middle name. Her mantra. Her loving law. She blows my mind with the ongoing giving. And whether we mindlessly mow her down, pave her paradise and put up a parking lot, she sends her troops up from the depths. To shelter and shade us, feed us and breathe with us. What a gal. Cut, crush or whack her weeds, she keeps growing.

She’s made for-giving. 

Her Armagarden. To save us all🍃🌸

The weeds that our culture wages war against? I’m eating them, because they’re generously growing like, well, weeds! Can’t stop them! No work required. They’re totally tenacious and extremely nutritious. They aren’t put off by concrete, tarmac, mortar or brick. They grow right past pesticides, pollution and planetary changes. Gaia’s graciousness reminds me there’s hope, despite our copious misdeeds against Her and each other. Thank goddess she rocks the green arena.

A few years ago hubby noticed (read: complained) that I was joyfully gobbling our garden goodies, but I wasn’t helping with the maintenance. Busted. Frankly, it’s hard for me to weed. It’s challenging to bend my joints, but more than that, I feel guilty yanking out any growing thing. Who am I to decide who stays and who goes? (I sidestep this rule for poison ivy, however. Read my post here if you’ve ever tangled with that bioch.)

My weeding aversion brought on daydreams of a miraculous maintenance free garden. No tilling. No trouble. Just our Gentle Blue Giant offering a cornucopia of food – where all grows in harmony and I don’t have to argue with Eden🌎

It’s happening. 

Yellow wood sorrel – leaves, flowers, pods & stems all edible!

When I finally began Googling those indestructible “weeds” I found that a low-maintenance garden was already nipping at my heels. Dandelion, plantain, purslane, violet, lambsquarters and yellow wood sorrel (in the photo – the bright green ‘clover’ that tastes like sour apple – delish!) 

I started by adding 2 big leaves of dandelion to my morning smoothie. I braced for the bitter. But it happily blended with the banana. Next day I put in 5 big leaves. Still fine! I added a small bunch of sour wood sorrel. Awesome! I read about plantain and easily identified it (it’s EVERYWHERE.) I tentatively tasted it. Very fibrous with a slightly mushroomy flavor. I threw that in too!

Plantain leaves & tall seed shoots, all edible!

And all the while, hubby and I were still enjoying the smoothie.

I soon found a succulent weed called purslane, which I’d cursed over the years because it joyfully crawls along open dirt beds, minutes after you till the garden. I’d like to be THAT unstoppable. Purslane is another nutritional power-plant, with more omega-3 fatty acids than any other leafy vegetable. It can be added to salad, stir-fry, soup or smoothie.  

I kept adding more weeds each morning, getting increasingly excited by my low-maintenance, organic, FREE FOOD grown by the goddess. My daydream was manifesting. 

It didn’t take long before my anti-lawn-mowing campaign began.🌿

Bill was not on board. The increasingly overgrown look was worrisome. 

We compromised. The wondrous weeds got the witness-protection-program within the three garden beds PLUS the two hidden corners of the house (which had a prosperous overgrowth) PLUS I got dibs on a long patch of “lawn” alongside the house, which was making way for weeds. Everything eventually gives way to Pachamama’s powerhouses. And there is still plenty of lawn. 

How has our society gotten it backward? We plant grass, which we cannot eat, and we water, preen, pay and spray to keep that lawn luxurious. Meanwhile we battle the generous weeds which actually feed a vital hunger. 

Recently, I was just about to pull (cringing) a tall and lanky number out of the garden. But I stopped my unconscious rampage and consulted Google. 

Lambsquarters – young leaves are slightly silvery and soft. Bigger leaves pictured here.

No. Way. It’s edible. It’s lambsquarters and can be eaten like spinach! I have a garden of it. We’ve been unable to grown spinach nearly as successfully… and that was when we were TRYING. These sweet shoots are doing it pro bono. No problemo. I swear I hear them applauding me for throwing in the trowel.

“These humble edibles are packed with adaptogens—that is, they’re crucial to helping our bodies adapt to what life throws at us. Wild foods not only retain the vitamin and mineral levels that nature intended, they also carry critical survival information in their cells. When we ingest them, the wisdom that’s allowed them to thrive out in the elements becomes a part of us.” ~Anthony William, author & medical medium

Years ago, when I studied macrobiotics, I loved the idea that we not only get the nutrition of the plants we eat, but we also receive their radiant, invisible, indestructible life-force. Awesome. These wild delights have seen many, many seasons and navigated through drought, flood, freezing, scorching & mowing, but they still thrive. The plant DNA gets stronger and it passes its immunity & resilience on to us. To us! L’Chiam. 

What did we do to deserve this Motherly care and cooperation? Just by being born into a bod, we are worthy of Her love. We do not have to toil to earn it. Creation knew we’d need sustenance and support. Even though *weed shake Her off and refuse Her gifts – She’d still offer and celebrate the miracle of our life, like any loving mom. The miracle of animals. Insects. Weeds. And for all of us sweet heathens, we have a Mega-mama overflowing with love. And groceries for ingrates. 

This is purslane – leaves & stems are edible :)

Here’s the toxic look-a-like. Step away from the *spurge*

Before you leave – a note of caution – purslane has a look-alike called “spurge,” which is toxic (it causes vomiting etc – luckily it tastes so bad that people don’t tend to swallow it!) If you look at pictures on the web, you’ll be able to see the difference between the two. Both have reddish stems, but purslane has thicker leaves, like a jade plant. Spurge leaves are thin, lay flat and grow neatly across from one another on the stem. Some have central red spots. Double check and go slow. And, of course, before you start eating any weeds out of your garden or lawn, be sure you’ve positively identified them.

And then enjoy Earth’s lavish abundance!

My friend Kathy Kane sent me this tidbit – the word vegetable comes from the Latin vegetare: to invigorate. I can dig it!

We are surrounded by energetic abundance, and although some days it may feel like the cash flow is low, we’re actually rolling in the green 😀

Yours in tree-hugging,
garden-loving gladness,
☀️XOXOXO
Weenie Greenie Julie

NJ Aug. Workshop! Aligning with the Soul: Building Blissipline & Blessing the BS

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Hiya Seismic Souls 💛🧡💖

This month has been a doozy ~ emotions have been up, down and whirled around in the cosmic cray-cray 🤪​​​​​​​ If you’re in the NJ area, and you’re looking for a few wonderful hours of self-care, bodacious BS busting, inspiration, laughter and light,please join me for my workshop! 🎉

Aligning with the Soul:

Building Blissipline,
Blessing Our BS
(Belief Systems)
& Energizing Joy

☀️Come dive deep while lightening up!☀️

Daily overwhelm, doubt, procrastination, a wacky world and mind-boggling BS can hold us out of alignment with our soul’s vision. (And mercury retrograde came fully loaded!) By consciously questioning and reframing our beliefs, we open up to greater possibilities, self-love and inspired action. Difficulties are teachers for how to champion our true selves while living purposefully in challenging times. When conflict steps in, it mirrors what needs to heal, change and evolve within us.

Come practice aligning with the co-creative forces of our rock star souls. No matter what adversity comes our way, an open heart and mind move us to where Holy Shift Happens. Howard Thurman said, “Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” Join us for an interactive and lively workshop on how to shift our energy, raise our vibes, and stay in the present whoa-ment, woohoo! 💕 🌸 🌎

Saturday Aug. 25th, 12noon – 3pm
Cost: $50
AngelQuest at 81 Franklin Turnpike Waldwick, NJ 07463
To register, email Karen at lucelucina@aol.com
or call her at 201-825-4493
To see the full class schedule for 2018,
 🌟🌊
I hope you’ll give this gift to yourself 🎁
Looking forward to seeing you soon,
~ with lotsa love, higher vibes
& victorious visions, 
 Xo Julie
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
P.S.🌟 If you’re in search of some super-soul-end-of-a-sucky-summer-support, I’m offering a whopping 40% off all coaching packages.
Just use soul40 in the shopping cart. Or 
Email me and we’ll set up a free coaching call.  Tell me your challenges and choices ~ together we’ll find a way to destress that BS mess. I’ll be a devoted accountability partner so you can get your divine mission moving in joy. Your soul can use ALL of the darkness to grow, expand and enlighten up✨🎉

If you missed our pilot *pubcast* episode at The GD Spirit Pub, Check it out here!

What’s The Dream Your Soul Dreamed For You? New PODCAST❤

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FUN NEWS!

Megan McWilliams Bouchard (my BFF from eons ago – well, 1st grade, in this life anyway,) and I are collaborating on a new podcast, The GD Spirit Pub!

Our pilot pubcast is ready! Come listen to our tales of spiritual seeking (and sucking) and how our crazy choices at the Spirit Pub (while drunk on bliss) are turning out! It’s anyone’s guess – an ongoing mystery-thriller-tragedy-comedy with/for our earthy crunchy soulmates. Join us for a pint of joy and to enlighten up!

For more about the Spirit Pub and why we might choose a life on the rocks, read my new post below ~

I’m not, yet, “living the dream.” My fantasy life would be filled with total ease, unbridled joy, financial security, friends, family and daily organic smoothies at my ocean-front villa. Including a prosperous, spiritual, inspirational business that contributes to a brighter world. And I donate my energy and overflowing abundance to wondrous causes that make a dynamic difference on the planet. 

But that’s not my reality. 

Then it hit me like a forgotten love bomb – maybe I AM living the dream! Not the aforementioned money-filled Margaritaville, but the unstoppable dream my soul dreamed for me. The gritty one I chose from the Spirit Pub where I’d (willingly, joyfully) wake up on earth and promptly fall fast asleep to my true self. Where I’d be deaf, dumb, blind and stretched beyond all boundaries, through fear, loss, grief and dwarfism. Where my greatest self would dare me with the ultimate challenge . . . to forget my light. And yours. To walk in the deepest dark.

Then slowly, painstakingly, arduously . . . we’d get glimpses of the dream. The movie we wanted to create, here, and the bliss we’d temporarily leave behind. 

So scary! So exciting! What incarnation were we thinking? Maybe there’s nothing to lose and plenty to gain. We’ve got an eternity to play with. 

But. As I struggle to make peace with myself, my responsibilities, family, friends, health, purpose, work and unpaid bills, how can I be living the dream? The unbearable shadows? Messy relationships? Judgment? Rejection? Hatred? War? What kind of cray-cray cruel dream could THAT be!?

The edge-of-your-seat kind. The plot-twists-from-heaven kind. The leap out-of-your-skin-suspense kind. The super-hero-action-packed kind. The standing-ovation-at-the-thrilling-finale kind. The happy-ending after-all-the-mind-blowing-drama kind. The buttered-popcorn kind.

How long will it run? Who will stay by our side? Will we be safe? Where are we going, after all is said and done? Not knowing the ending feels nerve-wracking and inhumane. But as the excitement grows, so does the engagement, expansion, resolutions and redemption. They are the gifts – the inspirations. The life-changing journey reveals the light we never lost. 

Our fragile humanness cannot always grasp how the dark can bring strength, appreciation, wonder and grace, but our soul got the memo.  

We’d be creators without a clue. No idea how to drive our dinghy. Out of control. Walking across coals. Trial by freaking fire.  

Until we learned to let go. Surrendered to the bigger dream we dreamed. From our godlet visions. Our home away from Home. Then the creation would be in greater hands.

But amnesia would strike again.

We’d prowl like panthers, black as a nightmare, stalking the dream we once knew. Getting lost in a secret riddle. Obliterating our human hearts. Waiting for the dawn to break us open. 

Not just once. But every day. 

Each sunrise would give us another crack at being luminous. Being present to the fullness of the dream. Not just tropical drinks with an umbrella. But the yin, the yang and the yikes.

The contrast would elevate us, urging us to keep climbing the mountains we chose. We knew the view would be worth the bruises, Ray-Bans, and getting burned. 

We’d forget the sunscreen. 

Believing would be the balm.

When the old victim stories grow tiresome. When the anger becomes pitiful protection. We’re softened by the soul’s dream – forgiveness and joy creep back.

Before technically creating my Kokomo, I’m realizing that this IS the dream ~ the uncharted course my soul eagerly endorsed. Including the ups and downs. The stepping on pop-tops. I came for the whole shebang. 

I’ll look back and swoon over the the thrills and spills. I’ll think it was everything I dreamed. Sans the villa. I’ll be smitten with the love and won’t want to leave the pool party. I’ll be ready to dive in all over again.

I’m living that dream.
And so are you.

With love, and flip-flops,

p.s. for more about my Spirit Pub adventures, check out this past post :)

 

 

What Tick’s You Off?🕷Death and BS in the Circle of Life  

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Hiya Radiant Renegades

💙💚💙 I arrive at Green Diva Meg’s magical home, ready for a delightful stint of dog sitting. 10 days in the woods. 10 days of quiet. Daily walks around a beautiful lake with her devoted dog, Gracie. I get to hang with the heron and gab with the geese. A sapphire sky sprawls out before us. It’s heaven on earth. 🌳💦 🌊

Until. 

The cool camouflaged snake

A sign appears on my first walk. A snake!🐍 I feel so excited to have noticed her, wonderfully camouflaged along the trail. So much exciting life in these woods! 

Ten minutes later, my mood plummets. I see half of a mutilated snake, jaws gapping open in wide-eyed shock. Did it suffer? It’s just the circle of life, I say, trying to soothe my heart. I’ve always loved animals. But I’m pained by predators and not at home with the ways of the wild. 

The next morning, I notice one of the unique brown squirrels… and an adorable baby bouncing behind her! AW! 🐿 I watch them closely, totally enjoying their twitchy athletics. Later that day, I feel a sudden nudge to grab the binoculars and look out the front window (which I’ve never done – it’s partially blocked.) As I’m peering out across the lawn, a fox runs right into view! WHOA! 🦊 I follow the fox with my lens, feeling SO happy that I listened to the nudge. Then I notice a soft bundle in her mouth. Oh. No. As she’s running, she drops it! What the?   

Sunset on Meg’s lake

 The fox zips out of view and I swing my lens back to the motionless furball. What is it? Please not a baby bunny. Please. My heart is dipping into sadness & shock, once again. I wait awhile, but the fox does not return for the meal. I feel horribly compelled to go look. But I can’t look. But it’s right on the path where we walk. Crap. I have to look. No I don’t want to look. 

I’m gonna go look. 

I walk out across the expansive green lawn with Gracie, for comfort and courage. My eyes are glued to the spot where the sweet bundle lies. I’m braced for the bunny. 

But it’s a baby red squirrel. 

What. The. Hell! 

The circle of life… again!?!

I stare bleakly, as Gracie sniffs the adorable baby. Death makes me droop. Is the mama squirrel distraut? Why can’t I accept that death follows life?

The universe is being very loud. What’s the message? 

A few hours later, the lil body is still there. I’m hoping it won’t go to waste. 

Vulture perched above us

As Gracie and I head into the woods, there is a a loud flurry of flapping. A huge vulture lifts off the path and perches above our heads. 

All this LIFE in the woods, and Death will NOT shut up.

I text my hubby the eerie deets of the day. He sends a photo of a ginormous feather he found in our yard and writes, “it’s from a deep doo-doo bird.”

OMG vultures are circling.

Live snake. Dead snake. Live squirrel. Dead squirrel. Vulture. Vulture. Is someone gonna die??

Vulture feather (deep doo-doo bird)

I wake up the next day and find a deer tick embedded in my side 🕷 Nooooo! And there’s a bloody bull’s eye, already! ACKKKKKK! Invaded! After some pulling, pain and panic, I finally remove the beastie, but it’s black grappling hooks are left in my side. 

This is NOT fair! Nature is where I feel at home, in awe, connected, but now the glory of the Great outdoors is circling the drain! Why would the Earth attack me?

As I drive to the health food store, and talk to the naturopath, I resist the answer.

Mother Nature isn’t betraying me. My BS (belief system) is. My fears already had me circling the drain. I’m a wilderness wannabe, but I continually worry that my dwarfed body isn’t safe in this world. Vulnerable. Victim. Ah ha. I’ve become the prey I feared. My BS is confirmed! (BS would rather be right than happy.) 

Bonus BS – I have a deep distrust of the medical world, even though it’s come to my aid in the past. I DO NOT WANT antibiotics! But I know I can’t fool around with Lyme disease. I worship (and cling) to natural remedies. But I’m working to blend the two worlds, of medicine and metaphysics, without judgment.

I’m still terrified. And totally ticked. This tiny pain in my side brings old issues to the surface… and it feels like everything’s all WRONG… but maybe it’s to help me see that in the bigger picture, I’m always alright. 

Magical pond at Meg’s, early morning

At the doctor’s office, the nurse tells me she’s had Lyme’s for 28 years. As she’s leaving the room, she turns back, as if nudged from beyond, and says tenderly, “you know, ticks are a part of the circle of life.” 

My jaw drops open like the wide-eyed snake. 

“I canNOT believe you just said that,” I tell her. “That’s been going through my mind for two days!” 

“I couldn’t understand why God created ticks,” she said, “so I read up and found that ticks help clean up the environment. Like vultures. 

“No. Way.” I stared at her, gobsmacked. I feel a profound awe and relief. 

The lake where I stayed

We live in a dynamic, interactive ecosystem. It breathes through us and speaks to us, as us. Animals, water, sky, nurses and even ticks. Life and death are divine dance partners. We came here to take the crazy, complicated, courageous steps. To walk in each other’s moccasins. To dive into the dark and remember our own reflection of light. And to lovingly @#$% embrace our belligerent BS.

When we’re in deep doo-doo… it isn’t the circumstances that cause the lasting pain, it’s our beliefs about them. Fear tells us we’re alone, wounded, and the vultures are circling. The truth says we’re One with it all. We draw to our side (or embedded IN our side) whatever will bring up our BS so we can return to wholeness… and let go of the grappling hooks.

FYI I learned that ticks are a major food source for birds, reptiles etc. If we erased them (or mosquitoes, fleas, poison ivy etc…) we’d further mess with the balance of nature.☯

We already live off the Earth quiet mindlessly, and yet she’s a forgiving host. We complain about insects and inconvenience… and yet our collective footprint melts glaciers. Kills bees and trees. We’re the predators. In my tiny tick-attack, the tables were turned. Circle of dark and light.

What ticks you off?
What’s sucking the life out of you?
What fear needs to die, so something better can be reborn in you?

Meg’s dog, Gracie & the setting sun

Fighting our troubles is a form of violence against ourselves. We add to our suffering by insisting that life be other than “what it is.” When we reject what the foxy universe presents, we miss the hidden bundles that heal our inner wild. 

When the old BS is circling, our prayers are bringing unexpected answers. Take that leap of faith. Accept life with an open heart. Trust your soul’s nudges. And smile across the mysterious wilderness.
With a deep bow.

💞✨ Sending lotsa love and light,
☀💚 in the circle that moves us all,

P.S. The oldest known fossilized tick was discovered in a piece of amber in NJ (where I am, lol.) It’s 90 million years old! They must be doing something right. So let’s keep on ticking… just like they do.

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Photo from my favorite park and pond