A little over 2 months ago I did the scary thing. I packed up my life into about 4 totes, took my cat and moved out of Idaho.

Idaho was killing me, killing my soul. Those close to me could see my sparkle was fading.

I lived in Idaho for 21 years, after being forced to move there when I was 16.

I hated it, it is a desert with no moss. To me it held very little life.

In those years of living in Idaho, I had found my own ways to love it. I gained many exciting communities, found versions of myself, and tried a variety of different job and careers. 

Yet, nothing seemed to stick. It all would fall away.

There’s been a Revolution of Light bubbling for many years, it’s been prophesized in many cultures. We are currently standing in that time. A time when the Light must balance out the Dark. Many within the Light Community have been called to pass long messages from the Light, myself included. I was asked to share this message, to deepen the alignment of my Light Work. This is my story, and it’s still unfolding.

I was only given so many pages, they weren’t in order, and the only instruction was to follow the call.

For most of my life, I’d heard an echo of a prophecy. One that I’ve never fully understood, one that I have rejected, and attempted to redirect onto others. Now, standing in this place, in this time, with all that I’m awakened to, I still don’t understand what I’m to do with it, but I can no longer deny

For most of my life I have been called a rebel, someone that has a problem with authority. I’ve worn that label as a badge of honor, and I owned my rebellious heart. Reveled in the joy of being against the system, that I was going to do it my way.

Yet, when I was a child, they would have described me as the one prefect child, always doing as I was told, not getting in trouble, quiet and unseen as children were supposed to be. I was raised in very strict LDS house and fully believed that if I put one toe out of the line of God I would be taken straight to hell

Listening to the signs of change before it’s too late. For some time, I’ve felt the whispers of change coming for me. It’s time for me to release my doubts and fears and to take a chance to stand in my skills as a healer. The universe has asked me to have faith and go with the flow for almost two years. I seconded guessed all those whispers and signs. Overthinking every sign as something I was just making up as a sign…