When Life Gives You Lemons ...

tap into your divine consciousness

Moving to Hawaii isn’t like moving to another state. It’s more like moving to another country, maybe even another planet. I don’t think you can reap the magnitude of this as a visitor. Staying-put has something unique to offer those who energetically ground in a permanent kind of way which makes sense because the energy here is invite-only. Visually, I am in paradise. Emotionally and spiritually, I feel like this ginormously tiny vibrant speck of light trying to find my way.

Everything has changed and nothing is the same. Not for me, my husband or our seven children. Everything is different. The island has a way of crushing you down in your mainland vibe so she can bring you back to the surface anew in her vibration. She is tough. She wants recognition of her power, strength, beauty, love and she is second to nothing. I feel this and I am hers. The consciousness of it is the greatest blessing.

I have held visions of helping others, women, mothers for the past 18 years in various facets of life. Things I have learned as a woman on this Earth, fostering life, both mine and my family’s, but I never felt “heard” and so I walked away - multiple times. I still don’t know what’s to become of reverie nine but I feel a strong pull (more than before) to be more of a voice and leader, because this world is in such need of truth and authenticity. Real-world beauty beyond social media reels and “get rich quick” schemes. As the collective consciousness begins to find their voice, I find mine getting louder. A world of sovereign beings who own their power and their light.

I had no idea what I was consenting to when I said I would uproot my life in the Midwest and move to Hawaii. No idea. I thought I did, and even a few weeks after being here I thought I did, but I had no idea. I still don’t know … nothing is for sure. I don’t know anything except I am meant to be here.

Mahalo, Hawaii. Thank you for choosing me.

me ke aloha, Amanda.