We like to think we are free. It’s a comforting story—one we’ve been told since the founding of this country. A story built on independence, opportunity, and the promise that anyone can rise. But what if that story isn’t entirely true? This year, we celebrate the 250th anniversary of the birth of the United States of America. The U.S. was founded due to its desire for independence and freedom from the British monarchy. A noble cause; however, the foundation upon which it was

This morning, on a Saturday, I woke before dawn, though I’d been hoping to sleep in. Instead, before I even opened my eyes, I woke with the download that my life isn’t meant to be hard (last night I was having a tantrum about this); my life is meant to demonstrate sovereignty and personal empowerment. I'm meant to claim my power. I'm meant to live True to my Soul. Because, as a collective, we don’t have sovereignty right now. We are not empowered. “WE” have, somehow, as Ameri

Today, we are in the middle of a war, but it is a war unlike any other. This is a war of consciousness. This is a war fought to determine whether we will remain enslaved to the duality that keeps us engaged in the game of us against them, or whether we will choose a new path of unity and freedom (for all). We are in a purgatory of sorts, in between worlds, as we collectively await to see where our consciousness will land.

How can we cultivate more happiness in our lives – especially when the external world is figuratively and/or literally on fire?