Okay, so I have to be honest. Currently life is pretty fucking great. My little brother got married in Mexico this weekend, and I’ve been in a ridiculously luxe beach house for the last six days staring out at the ocean and thanking my lucky stars that I escaped the snow back home. There isn’t much to complain about over here.

And yet less than a week ago you wouldn’t have recognized me through the snot and the puffy, tear-stained eyes. I was en route to this vacation with my husband and 6-year-old daughter. Our bags were packed. We’d gotten up at 3:30am to make a 5:50am flight. And in the blink of an eye, it all went awry.

I sat with a friend the other day who was deep in her story. She was trying to work through challenges and frustrations she’s been feeling around where she wants to be in her life, but I kept hearing her circle back to the same charged beliefs, the same excuses for why her life was harder than other people’s. When I shined a light on the beliefs and asked her to consider that they might not be true, she launched into defense of all the ways they’ve shown up as true again and again.

In the past few months, Spirit has begun showing me new types of information when I conduct readings for clients. This has happened many times over the years as my practice has deepened and my channel has opened. At some point my connection with Spirit evolves, and then new layers of understanding and information are revealed to me.