Celebrate the dead?  Yup.  My mom was hit by a car and killed back in 2001.  She was in a crosswalk and the glare of the sun blinded the driver.  A month prior I had read a book by Sylvia Brown called the Other Side and Back that was all about our life purpose and death.  But that's not  the point of this post.

My mom used to take time for herself every morning.  It meant I had to walk to school, even if it was raining.  My mom used to go for a ru...

So this is part 2 of my chatting with little Sara series.  I'm doing this to help me better understand why I am the way I am and to let the old me be free of any limiting beliefs.  I figured maybe you could tag along on this journey and perhaps do some healing yourself!  Yesterday I chatted with Baby Sara, and today I'm chatting with my toddler self.  Ready?

Dear Toddler Sara,

So...  I see you trying to crawl around but you're wearing a beautiful red velve...

Today I had a reading with my friend Chelsea Latham.  She and I go about things in totally different ways, but she's really great at identifying and clearing blocks and that's what I needed.  One of the things she told me to do was to acknowledge my life story but to also rewrite it in some way.  I've decided to write my younger self some letters and let "her" heal.  I'm ready to move forward and rock this life, but I need to let go of some of the emotional baggage I've be...

I knew this day was coming, but I wasn't ready for it.  Zachary is in 5th grade and turned 11 last week.  He is an only child and has always believed in Santa, the Easter Bunny, the Leprechaun who pees green in the toilet every St. Patrick's Day, the Elf on the Shelf (who only started arriving 2 years ago when a friend dropped him off), the Tooth Fairy and God.  All things you can't really see but you just simply believe in.  This year he has been grilling me about Santa a...

You know what I love?  The Facebook on this day app that lets you know if you posted anything on Facebook a year ago that day. I find it fascinating to see what I was up to and how my wanderings have led me to here.  Actually, they weren't all wanderings.  Most of the stuff I'm seeing lately was very strategic and shows my business launching and evolving.  I started really getting into Reiki when I was still working at Cranmore, then left there to be a tech at a physcial t...

What do you say to a ten year old when you have to explain that black lives matter?  What do you say when he hears that there was another police shooting, or people died in a nightlcub?  What do you tell your child when he asks why would someone do that and will they do it here?

I am going to tell you what I said.

I told Z that right now people are angry, and they are sad.  And they are hurting.  And that everyone matters.  I told him that we should all be...

Today I had six readings and my son had no summer camp, which made things very interesting.  I spent the first part of the day in the office with face to face clients and then the rest doing phone readings from home.  After my third reading Z said he wanted to rearrange the living room, which has looked almost exactly the same for close to 16 years.  Sure stuff has been removed and added but for the most part the lights, couches, bookshelves, bakers rack and carpet have remaine...

I have been given a clean slate.  For about nine years I've been flying solo, working my butt off to simply survive.  First I had "real" jobs and dabbled with Reiki and card readings, then about six years ago I finally set out on my own to do what I really felt compelled to do, which is psychic readings for people and pets combined with some hypnosis and lots of energy work.

Remember the bobcat?

He represented fear. 

Fear of financial ruin, losing ...

So today my Auntie Anne died.  She was my godmother and my mothers sister.  I found out this morning when my Auntie Janie called to tell me.  Although I wasn't suprised she had passed, now that I am sitting here quietly next to my son, the reality is sinking in.  My moms family with of six siblings has now been decreased to two.  That is just very surreal to me, and I'm trying to wrap my head around it.

My mom was the baby of the family and moved out of Sto...