Y'all, yesterday, I had a little meltdown...like crouching down in a squat growling out my rage by the refrigerator moment...

I was on the phone with a new friend the other day and we had decided to connect deeper because of our mutual obsession with bees LOL. When she started asking about my bee journey, I told her all about how the bees kept coming into my life, then about my Queen Bee Hive group program and my other Business Priestess coaching program...

You know those moments where time seems to stop and stand still so that you can listen, truly listen, and hear a message coming through? Yeah? Well recently, when I was taking a mid-day bath during the week (a staple in my life lol), I sat, laying in the water, tuning into the warmth of the H2O, the darkness of the candlelit room...

Back in kindergarten, my dad always got me ready for school (poor thing). At the time, we were living in Illinois and I went to private Catholic school for a year...omg the thought of me in Catholic school still makes me laugh LOL.

As I write this, I'm sitting in my used-to-be Abuelita's room in Mexico. It smells the same, looks the same (except for the painted-pink walls lol), and has the same energy. An energy of fierce love and protection.

Happy New Year, beautiful! I'm writing this to you from the airport, whaddup! My mom and I are about to fly down to Mexico to see family. When I made the decision to go down there with her, it came from a set of questions that have been guiding me for the past few years. Asking them always gives me loads of clarity, peace, and focus on what matters most.

I remember the first time a $2,500 client payment dropped into my bank account. It was part of a payment plan for one-on-one and, at the time, it was the largest single deposit I'd ever received in my business. It felt so...good. And also, no drastic difference from the day before, like that money was always there to begin with. Why? Because I was living in an energetic space of receiving that cash on the regular. 

The week before Thanksgiving, Angelo and I went up to Connecticut to visit my cousin and her family. My aunt and uncle, who I hadn't seen in at least seven years, were up North for the holidays. My other cousin came in to visit too and I honestly don't remember when I saw her last, but definitely over ten years ago.

Last week, for Thanksgiving, I was in my full house element at my parent's place. It was my mom and dad, my sister, me, our boyfriends, and three dogs. With so much going on right in front of me, I noticed something...

When my mom was born, both her and my Abuelita almost died because the umbilical cord was wrapped around my mom's throat. Somehow, someway, they both survived, and that's the only reason I'm here writing to you today. So that's that, right? Well not quite...