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Let’s be very very clear here: in order to cause any amount of harm to another person requires you to de-humanize them to some degree.

In my mind, any degree of de-humanizing is an act of violence.

So when we witness or perpetrate any act of harm we are choosing to see another as less than human and are the cause of violence.

We are all active participants in this and it buys right into separation rather than oneness. Often it stems from unconscious biases, which we have a resonant responsibility to root out and heal to the highest degree possible in this lifetime.

We are by nature programmed for this. The primal (or amygdala) portion of the brain will do everything in its power to keep us safe. This means that any perceived threat will cause a fight or flight reaction; hence the de-humanizing leading to violence. Do not use this as an excuse.

Society has also programmed us for de-humanizing, through patriarchy dating back centuries and the attempt by colonizers to eradicate POC, particularly black and indigenous in north america and around the world once we could no longer legally enslave them.

We are thinking, feeling and evolving beings with the capacity to change old programming and behaviors. It is, in fact, paramount to our survival as a species.

So today go inward and begin the long and worthy journey of facing all your violence. It is there, I promise you. You are violent to yourself all the fucking time in big and small ways and it leaks out from there. Do this work with urgency and deep compassion. Move through the inevitable guilt and shame as quickly as possible. Its usefulness is extremely limited.

It’s time because #timesup #metoo #blacklivesmatter #indigenousrights

Love,
Jill

What if everything doesn’t actually happen for a reason? What if your soul didn’t call in all the trauma and experiences in order for you to learn a lesson you said you wanted to learn before you got here and the great cosmic plan actually doesn’t give a shit about how it may be affecting you?

Maybe shit just happens. You’re in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong asshole. You turned left instead of right and the other person was distracted and BOOM! they hit you. Your parents were dicks that shouldn’t have had children but they did and you had to suffer the consequences of them having unprotected sex.

Look, why does it matter if it’s all divinely laid out for your greatest and highest good or if it just isn’t? Either way, here you are on the planet, right now with a whole big bunch of others that are also here, trying to sort it all out without completely losing our minds. One thing that remains true no matter what side of the above fence you stand on is that you have choice.

Over and over, the choice is the same: Love or Fear. It might look like something else such as being Kind or being Mean, Compassion or Coldness, Greed or Generosity…you get the picture. Still, it boils down to those two foundations: love or fear.

What I’m saying is it doesn’t matter what you believe about any of it. It matters how you show up as a human being. It matters that you are trying to be a decent human, not only to other humans but to all the other creatures here and, perhaps more than anything, to the earth we’re living on. She will kick our asses off if we continue down the path of fear that we seem so set on.

Believe whatever you want about why what happens, happens. I’m good with it either way and we can be friends. Just do your best to chose Love, over and over again.

Love,
Jill

Sometimes money costs too much. Ain’t that some truth right there.

The pursuit of money cost me integrity, sanity, true connection, freedom and truth. It stole parts of my soul and hid them in places I did not find until all of my being came apart.

I thought the money I made, made me. It became my identity and my worth. I threw it around hoping somehow it would bring love to me. It never did. Instead, it put distance between me and love.

The journey back to my true value has been a long and bumpy road. Still, it makes me question my un-questionable value when I forget to remember. It’s insidious nagging scratches at the door some days, whispering promises of glory and fame. I’m learning to call it in, pour love on it like honey until it finds its place once again.

Money is not my enemy, nor is it my friend. It is a pile of numbers that constantly shifts and moves on my command. No longer does it own me. When I know this it comes willingly to sit at my feet in service.

Love,
Jill

You may have an experience of awakening or an awakening experience. You might go through a trauma or event that caused you to start your awakening. It’s possible to be brought to your knees in a moment of awakening.

But you don’t have an awakening and then you’re awake and your work is done. We must choose it again and again. It is a consistent act of vigilance.

Unless you’re the Buddha, and I’d argue they had to continually awaken too, don’t tell me you had your awakening and now you’re done and can now rest in this.

Keep reading…

What does happen once you’ve had an experience of awakening is that you do not go back to the level of unconsciousness you were in originally. In other words, the contraction is not a match for the expansion experienced. This is true even if you try to go back to how it used to be.

If you are on the path and have had an experience of awakening, you will live differently. It is a powerful shift that occurs, one that has the potential to shift the trajectory of your life. And the ego will fight harder to stay in charge, which is why times and choices of unconsciousness happen and the attention to awakening must continue.

Pray, meditate, take care of your health(s), find a community of people that are also awakening, do your life with a commitment to this path and keep doing these things until you leave this body. Enjoy the ride!

Love,
Jill

I have noticed a shift as of late. No longer am I triggered in any way, other than to feel my heart open, by the word God.

For me, and I would suggest for others, this is a milestone on my path; to have released the meaning of this word that was taught by others and come into a new defining of this for myself that is in alignment with my soul.

I have an intimate relationship with God, one that allows me to offer my life in service to others and open myself to God experiencing what it is to be human through me.

The other morning, Chris and I were discussing this and he stated that the Angels are very protective of God, meaning they will not allow this Divine energy of Love to be negatively impacted by us humans. Since we both believe God resides within each of us, I had to work this through for myself, as I know there are times I would have been a danger to this Love.

This is what came:

Yes, we are all in a relationship with God, however, there is a difference when it comes to the level of relationship, just as it is between humans.

For example, we are all connected on the energetic level at the very least. (Oneness) I am in relationship with a person I have never met that lives on the other side of the world from me due to this law. Now when we meet and become aware of one another, the relationship deepens. If we then spend time together, become in regular communication and share our lives, the relationship becomes intimate.

It is the same in my relationship with God. For many years of my life, and likely till the very end of it, I am working out my relationship with God. First, it was introduced in the form of the Catholic religion. When this no longer fit, I drew away in confusion and fear. As I came into my mid-life years and consciously chose this path of awakening and service it has evolved.

In its current form, I am in an intimate relationship with God. It is one that I nurture daily and call in over and over. I offer my life to Mother/Father God in service. I allow myself to be led in this way.

There’s an old illusion being burned to the ground. It’s the idea that women begin going downhill after the age of 35.

In fact, we are the most powerful group of humans on the planet, both in our support of the economy as well as carriers of wisdom and medicine.

What saddens me is to see and hear women walking in this stage of their lives as if they no longer have relevance or power. If this is you, call me.

The women that you see rocking it here on social media are not the exception, I promise. They don’t have something you don’t have access to, it’s just that they have figured out how awesome they are.

They stopped listening to the often deafening voices that tell them to fade into the background. I’m over that shit and my voice is getting louder, not quieter, thank Mother God!

Fly your grey-hair flag, or dye it pink. Wear your face bare or cover it in sparkles. Rock earth-toned smocks or a bikini. Whatever. Just chose you. Be you. Stop hiding. We need your wisdom. We need your medicine.

she gathered her years
spread the medicine she had collected
in the dirt
whispered her ancient sisters into being
from her womb flowed healing
in her palms the universe expanded
deep in her heart she saved us all

Love and respect to all the elders,
Jill