Green Mountain Intuitive Healing

 As 2024 winds down and 2025 is approaching, like most people, I have been doing a lot of reflecting. I have been sitting in meditation and journaling on this past year while also trying to figure out what I am bringing into the new year. I'm not one for New Year's resolutions because they tend to fade out. We put SO much pressure on "starting fresh" and "new year, new me" but because it's from such and all or nothing place it's not sustainable. My goal was to find ways to increase joy and sustain or expand the things from 2024 that are feeling good.  In my meditation I found 2 words I would like to work with for 2025: surrender and flow. I also saw the most rich indigo/violet and will be working with that as a color (hello third eye). In order to keep these as a priority for 2025 I have made a collage to put on my lock screen on my phone along with some other symbols for things I would like to focus on this year.  Reading- I found a Taylor Swift ins...

 Fear is probably the bigger hurdle I have had (and continue) to work through. As I have worked through concepts of fear is has taken many forms. Fear of seeing somethings scary:   When you have a local celebrity for a Great-Grandmother you hear stories. She could remote view and I'm sure saw things that were hard. I never got the pleasure of meeting her earth side but this is something I'm exploring in my connecting with her spirit. This did lead to other adults in my life being thankful that I "don't have her gifts because they can be scary". To my little kid self that meant any interaction with spirits, remote viewing, etc. was images of dead people and that it was probably gruesome. These ideas were wrong on SO many levels. This fear only taught me to downplay, ignore, and stifle my gifts. By ignoring what is flowing through me I often felt misunderstood and like I had to hide parts of me. So much of this spiritual journey is rediscovering the true me.  Fear o...

 They say it takes a village to raise a child, but I would argue that it takes a village to be a human these days. What we don't talk about is the grief that comes when the village is not who you thought (or society tells us) it should be. As the holidays are fast approaching my Husband and I have been reflecting on the various levels of estrangement we have with both of our families. Some is intentional full on no contact, some connections just got caught up in life, and some have major boundaries to protect our peace.  I have been no contact with one of my parents for close to twenty years. It was the healthiest choice my young teen self had ever made (and probably the first time I truly honored ME) and it's not a choice that makes me sad anymore. There are other members of our families that losing/going lower contact with that has been much harder because the circumstances are less clear. I know it brings me more peace, but I miss them.  In all of our reflection though...

I saw someone I know post recently about working 20 hours a day and never taking breaks like it was a badge of honor. Reading their post I had a visceral reaction. There was a time in my life where I would have thought "hell, yeah!". Now it just makes me sad.  I used to pride myself on being busy. I have worked from a young age starting with babysitting. Then in high school I went to school, was a varsity cheerleader, and worked about 20 hours a week. In undergrad I worked 2 jobs the entire time I pursued two degrees. In graduate school I worked full time while taking classes and doing internships. I still work 2 jobs. Even though I am often busy, it's different now. I used to work myself to the bone, never stopping. I attempted to be everything for everyone. This left me feeling sick, burnt out, resentful, judgmental (why is everyone else so lazy?!), and in pain.  In the last few years I have been much more intentional with my time. I'm a Mom to a kiddo that plays ye...