Are You Experiencing Ascension Symptoms?


Are You Experiencing Ascension Symptoms?


As we move beyond the limiting physical dimensions of our bodies and begin to fully embrace the universe flowing within us, through us, and around us our vibrations begin to rise. With this spiritual growth, it is common to experience what is commonly referred to as ascension symptoms. As we connect with our higher self, our bodies will need to accommodate all of the energies that will begin to present themselves. As we progress on this spiritual journey, we experience new levels of consciousness that heightens our intuition, self knowledge, and ability to receive information. This may manifest in many different ways. Below are some commonly experienced symptoms of people who are walking a path towards enlightenment.

Ascension Flu: As we open and expand our chakras, powerful energy will radiate through the entire body, metaphysically working to detoxify and cleanse. As this energy flows through your body it may cause you to feel aches and pains all over similar to the flu. Your body needs to rest. I personally find that detox baths help. I combine baking soda and epsom salts. Some people use Himalayan sea salt. This helps to draw out toxins. Keep in mind that you should not plan any activity other than sleeping after taking one of these baths. For me, it has a similar effect to taking a sleeping pill.

Headaches: Opening the third eye and crown chakras often cause an odd scalp tingling sensation, headaches, or both. It has been said that these symptoms can be associated with pineal gland activation. Acupressure and massage have been said to help. My headaches personally tend to linger.

Dizziness/Floating Sensation: Elevating our vibration and subsequently our consciousness can cause energy fluctuations that may move you to move closer to a state of semi consciousness. You may feel light headed, sounds may become muffled, and you may feel as if you are floating. When this happens it is important to sit or lay down. You don’t want to risk fainting or injuring yourself in a fall. Make sure you stay hydrated. What works for me is to lay down and take a few sips of cold water. It staves off the ensuing feelings of panic and allows me to settle back into myself with the knowledge that I have control over what is happening.

Extreme Fatigue or Manic Energy: I find that the more you allow yourself to embrace growth, the higher the chance of experiencing highs and lows in regard to energy levels. There are times when you will have a full night’s sleep and wake completely exhausted, and then there will be times when you may only sleep for two or three hours yet you have more energy than you’ve had in years. I believe this is due to our physical bodies assimilating to the tremendous power we are releasing within, causing these ebbs and flows of surging energies. It is my experience that going with the flow is your best option here. Rest when necessary, but make the most of these creative bursts of energy whenever possible.

Deep Empathy and/or Depression: As our vibrational frequency rises, many people will experience bouts unexplained sadness, sudden onsets of crying, deep feelings of empathy, and manifestations of depression. It is common for people undergoing ascension to begin to feel emotions on a completely new level that they were previously incapable of experiencing. Opening the chakras opens us up to feeling things we never even considered before. Many people begin to empathize with animals and change their diets to a vegetarian or vegan lifestyle. Some may seek out nature whereas prior to this shift they had embraced a sheltered existence living behind computer screens and thriving in urban areas. These are all common threads with souls who are opening themselves up. This can be a difficult path to walk, but one you may have to navigate. All I can tell you is what has helped me on this journey. First, I have followed my heart and changed my lifestyle to become vegan. It is utterly amazing how much lighter your soul feels when you choose to stop consuming other sentient beings. Secondly, I am one who not only seeks out nature, but I thrive in the beauty of it and come away refreshed and renewed. Scientific studies show that spending time in nature can re balance us. Google “benefits of negative ions” for more information. *I may do a follow up post on the benefits of negative ions in nature

Electrical (Shocks): Many on the path of enlightenment will notice that they get “shocked” when they touch people and/or that people start to joke about how electrical things always seem to blow up around you…light bulbs blow out, computers go wonky or crash, sometimes even car electrical systems will short out and no one can figure out why. The reason is because your vibration is growing so much so that your body cannot contain all of the energy. This brings me to the importance of learning to ground yourself.


I have found that grounding oneself is as important as breathing. As our vibration and consciousness levels rise, we must ground our bodies into the earth in order not to burn out. There are many grounding techniques available on the web, but I will share with you what was taught to me and works for me. I find that it helps me the most if I sit directly on the earth, like dirt, grass, or sand. Closing my eyes, I mentally picture a beam of glowing white light, almost like a rope running through me…the top of the rope reaching up into the heavens and the bottom of the rope touching the core of the center of the earth. Grounding me to the earth while simultaneously tethering me to both ends of the spectrum.

I hope this is able to help someone on their path today.

Peace and Love,


*Disclaimer: This post does not provide medical advice. Please seek a medical professional for any medical/psychological issues you may be having.


One of Those Days

Did you ever just have one of those days? You know, the kind when as soon as your feet hit the ground you already feel overwhelmed? Stressed? End up crying before it’s even 9 am. I feel you. I am having one of those days. To be honest, I have been having one of those years. Where everything feels upside down and no matter how hard I try, life has been standing there with a bag of rocks pitching them at me with no sign of fatigue.

I want to be happy. I want to be healthy. I want to feel peace. I feel that I am taking all of the appropriate steps to be in a better place.

When I zone out, preferably in my happy place on a beach, any beach, I find peace and what I believe is happiness or at the very least contentment. For those brief moments, I am transported to a beautiful place of serenity within my own soul. But my peace is always stolen as soon as I come back to the noise and stressors of life.

How can we find a balance between serenity and chaos while not breaking down in a heap in a corner somewhere before we’ve even had our morning coffee?

I am hoping, with fingers, legs, and toes crossed that for me, it is yoga. I find myself becoming more aware of not only my physical self but communing with my spiritual self on another level. A level of purity and compassion. Of gentleness and strength. I also am able to carry that peace with me for longer periods of time. I intend to deepen my practice and see where it leads me and I hope, with a sincere heart, that it leads me to the place of serenity I seek.

I recently started doing yoga on the beach. Combining my love of the ocean with my passion for yoga. It is, without question, one of THE most beautiful experiences I have ever had. The fact that I can do this, on a daily basis if I do not let the chaos of life hold me back, is a gift in itself.

I intend to give myself this gift more often. When life is beating me down, I will make my way to the water and commune with nature while feeding my spirit.

There is a beautiful greeting that is used in yoga. Namaste. It is said as a term of respect, gratitude, and the genuine acknowledgement of one soul to another. A connection of kindred beings. I have heard many definitions:

“The light within me recognizes the light within you.” 

“I bow to the divine in you.”

“My soul honors your soul.”

Regardless of the definition you choose, I believe they are all saying the same thing. I think Mahatma Ghandi said it best when he defined Namaste as “I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides. I honor the place in you of light, love, truth, peace and wisdom. I honor the place in you where, when you are in that place, and I am in that place, there is only one of us.”

My words to you as I set out in the world today are Namaste my friends. You are infinitely loved beyond measure and today is just another day. It will pass and you will get through it. We are in this together even when we feel alone. Find your inner happy place. Even in the darkest of moments, remember that everyone is going through something. You are not alone.


Peace and love,


Book Review: And Then, I Died by May Sage


And Then, I Died by May Sage

and then I died

And Then I Died is a well paced novel that includes all of the things people want when reading a book. Fully fleshed out characters, a thoughtful storyline, action, suspense, humor, and love… with a delightful smattering of sexual tension and steamy love scenes thrown into the mix that leave you wanting more.

May Sage did a wonderful job of weaving a lovely tale filled with drama, intrigue, and suspense. The main characters are relatable and funny, smart and sarcastic. You want to dislike them but you end up loving them both. The side characters, while not the main focus, were still wonderfully developed. You can get a sense of who they are and what parts they play in Elizabeth and Liam’s lives.

I look forward to the second book in this series with anticipation. I will definitely be following this author.

Losing myself in love

I know what you’re thinking…another blog post about being in love. Well folks, sorry but that’s not what this is…exactly. I mean, yay for love and all that jazz, but I’m talking about passion. All consuming, gut wrenching, can’t stop thinking about it passion. Again, not what you’re thinking about, but I’ll explain in more detail.

Did you ever have a desire to do one thing so much that it muted every other distraction in your life? Phones ringing, social media dinging, kids fighting, spouses squawking, bills assaulting you through snail mail, annoying neighbors…just about everything else aside from your one true love? Or loves??

I honestly don’t know how many other people there are like this. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I love my family more than anything else in the world. I love my friends. I love the feeling of endorphins rushing in when I exercise…yes exercise, we may not be as close as we once were but we will be again one day, I promise. And I love the beach…I really love the beach, we have a thing…

But my passion lies in the arts. Writing, painting, drawing, photographing, crafting, cooking. (Yes, I consider cooking a delectable art form!) And not just in the spectator form, although I could do that non-stop as well. But in the active participation…I get lost in it. Completely and utterly lost. And I love that feeling. Love. Love. Love. Getting lost in my craft allows me escape. To transcend this existence and become lost in another. It is a feeling that is close to immeasurable. It is euphoric and draining, and everything that makes me feel alive.

I don’t write, paint, draw, craft, or even cook every day. Shhhh…don’t speak on the cooking thing with my husband…lol. He would love it if I were chained to the stove with an apron and a spatula, whipping up the next delectable foodgasm to go into his tummy, but I digress…lol. Even though I don’t do the things I love everyday, the things that fill me to overflowing with passion, it doesn’t mean that I don’t think about doing them everyday. It doesn’t mean that I don’t have years worth of half finished stories squirreled away, journals collecting dust filled with years of angsty poetry, stacks of drawings and paintings piled in the back of a closet, bags of craft odds and ends strewn to the far corners of the house, and scrumptious cookbooks creating themselves in the chaos that is my mind.

What I do have is more like a fire. A fire that burns in me so intensely that the rest of the world falls aways for a few blessed hours. Often I have a tendency to get lost in my art when I finally allow myself to commit to whatever craft has summoned my muse.

Without a doubt, of all my loves, writing and painting are the top contenders for my affection. I find myself painting or furiously typing away for hours on end…neglecting practically everything else that needs attending to. It is my happy place. Mentally anyway. Physically my happy place is on the beach. Any beach. Winter, spring, summer, fall. The season doesn’t matter. Just the ocean air and the waves crashing on the shore. My refuge from the harsh realities that are this world.

When I finally commit to my love, I am lost to the world for a few blissful hours. Some, like our doctor friends, might call it mania. But I call it love. These are some of my favorite moments in life.

When a story pulls me in and won’t let me go. When a painting requires me to spend hours on a detail that no one else will ever see. When the food hits my tongue and my pleasure receptors express themselves as a moan that is audible for anyone to hear. This is what I love. This is who I am. This is passion. This is my passion.

What we do when we are lost to the world is our passion. Our loves. What do you love and how often do you allow yourself to do it? My oldest son has a habit of being very profound and insightful. He will see me struggling mentally with some issue that won’t matter when I am dead and gone and will ask me seemingly randomly “Mom, when was the last time you did something that made you happy?” or “Mom, why don’t you go do something you love instead sitting there being upset?” and it’s in these moments that I see his profound greatness. His ability to break down the arguments in my head to go do something I love. For me. For them. For anyone who crosses my path.

So again, I ask you. What do you love and how often do you allow yourself to do it? Life is too short to be angry, upset, or anxious all the time. Listen to your muse and let it come out to play. You, and everyone who loves you, might just be thankful for the gift you are giving to not only yourself, but to them as well.

We are more in tune with ourselves when we allow ourselves to love. Be it people. Or passions. Just take some time to lose yourself in love.

Peace and love,


I see a gluten-free future

Today has been enlightening. My husband and I have always joked about him constantly saying he’s choking when he’s eating. We knew he had GERD (Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease: stomach acid flows backwards up into the esophagus) and had attributed his constant regurgitation of meals to that. But lo and behold, it turns out he has Schatzki’s Ring and Celiac Disease.

Apparently Schatzki’s Ring can be a subsequent complication due to long-term GERD which causes both chronic inflammation and damage to the lower esophagus. Over time, as the damage heals, it forms a scar that is identified as Schatzki’s Ring which causes a narrowing of the lower esophagus that results in dysphagia (difficulty swallowing). Basically the food gets stuck in his throat when he swallows.

Can you imagine how frightening that is? Continue reading

Finding my center in the midst of my daily existential crisis

Every day I have a million thoughts running through my head. I used to journal but oddly felt guilty. Is that even normal? Who feels guilty for writing down their own thoughts? I guess I do because I have always felt guilty about my feelings on some deeply ingrained level. Like I should always rise above my anger, fear, dejection, humiliation, sadness and should not boast about my happiness or successes. But why do I feel that way?

I always circle back around to my faith. I was raised as a devout Catholic along with all of the stereotypical old-fashioned Catholic guilt that went along with it. I am not trying to get anyone’s panties in a twist. I am just explaining it the way it happened to me. Warts and all. Continue reading

To second guessing our writing and tropical beaches

I got a solid two hours of writing and editing done this morning. Just hit over 21k words on the second installment of my Toxicity series. I am liking the twists and turns it is taking. When I start to worry about whether the readers will enjoy the ever twisting storyline, or rather the intersecting ever twisting storyline, I have to stop myself and remember the advice I read a long time ago…that I should write what I would want to read, not what I think the reader wants to hear. Continue reading

Surgery Sucks…and life goes on.

Well, here I am six days post op and finally able to think a bit more clearly. The pain is still constant but I can think (and type) through the pain finally. I wrote some yesterday for the first time in over a week and am happy with the way the story is going. It’s taking a more alternative or supernatural bend and I like it. Hopefully you will too.

Most of my days have been spent trying to hobble to the bathroom and move my ankle without grimacing in pain. I have succeeded at the first, not so much the second. After having two kids, ankle/leg surgery, acl and meniscus knee repair surgery, and now this ankle/leg surgery again, I still have to say that the knee was the worst. This sucks. Don’t get me wrong. But the knee definitely sucked worse. The worst part about this is the pain everytime I breathe. But enough about my lingering leg issues.

I want to bring light to the recent semicolon tattoo movement. I am utterly enamored with anything that sheds a loving light on the daily struggles people have with mental health. Continue reading