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I am releasing you to evolve in many ways, says the Lord.  Much of what you have done in the past will undergo an evolution in creativity as you begin to change and develop new ideas, new ways of doing  things, and better ways of dealing with problems.  I will give you  revelation and wisdom in taking this next step, so there is no need to be afraid.  Just trust Me to lead you to a more complete understanding of how to make the most of your physical, mental and emotional resources.

Isaiah 55:9  For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts.



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When a caterpillar nears its transformation time, it begins to eat ravenously, consuming everything in sight. The caterpillar body then becomes heavy, outgrowing its own skin many times, until it is too bloated to move. Attaching to a branch (upside down, where everything is turned on its head) it forms a chrysalis—an enclosing shell that limits the caterpillar’s freedom for the duration of the transformation.

Within the chrysalis a miracle occurs. Tiny cells that biologists actually call “imaginal cells” begin to appear. These cells are wholly different from caterpillar cells, carrying different information, vibrating to a different frequency–the frequency of the emerging butterfly. At first, the caterpillar’s immune system perceives these new cells as enemies, and attacks them, much as new ideas in science, medicine, politics, and social behavior are viciously denounced by the powers now considered mainstream. But the imaginal cells are not deterred.  They continue to appear, in even greater numbers, recognizing each other, bonding together, until the new cells are numerous enough to organize into clumps. When enough cells have formed to make structures along the new organizational lines, the caterpillar’s immune system is overwhelmed. The caterpillar body then becomes a nutritious soup for the growth of the butterfly.

When the butterfly is ready to hatch, the chrysalis becomes transparent.  The need for restriction has been outgrown. Yet the struggle toward freedom has an organic timing.

“….and is connected to the breath.”  A children’s book that I read stated that the butterfly “pops” its chrysalis by taking a deep, full breath.  As the butterfly emerges, it’s upside down.  It immediately turns right side up and it proceeds to holds its chrysalis with such reverence,  I can “hear” it saying “thank you” to where it came from.  When we’ve been through troubles of trauma, it can be difficult to find the gratitude for where we came from.  It may be empowering to pause in this reading and give thanks to your self and to all the sentient beings who supported you through the times of loss.

With loss there can be a loss of innocence.  And the paradox is that in losing innocence a new-found wisdom is gained.  In this new wisdom there is even greater inner connection to innocence, allowing for the possibility of wholeness.

– Anodea Judith (and Lance Wallnau)

I feel a bit like this these days. Undergoing something magical and new. A freshness is overtaking me and I’m emerging from the past with strength and beauty. Entering into a pool of new thoughts and expectations. My eyes are set straight before me. Life is a forgiving journey with many chances for rebirth and transformation. I’m more and more the authentic person I was intended to be. I’m always searching for that woman. The original.




I looked for you everywhere. On city streets and past tall buildings, among glamorous in-crowd people. I thought you were a formula. A look, a wave, a talent to possess. A place to be. A connection to be made.

Then I found you right where I am with what I’ve always had. And now you suddenly don’t matter.

“Ain’t it just like Love to find us”




Feeling extremely restless this morning. Like my shoes are too tight and uncomfortable. I’m learning to let go. Of feeling like I’m on a delay and sometimes bypassed. I’m seeking contentment and a vision of what’s to come. I know there’s so much more to be ready for. This is a thick season of the unknown.

I know something is on the way. The baby causes the pain.



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Last week I launched a few upgrades to my website and a new online store, so I thought it appropriate to repost something I wrote in October 2010 before I knew anything about artisans or building a creative business.

October 2010:

I absolutely love the act of branding; finding a hole to fill in the market with my goods, perfecting common items to make them better, and then creating an experience for comsumers to discover, fall in love with and purchase the ideas that are currently dancing around in my head. Lifestyle products. Collaborating to bring them forth. Enriching artisans around me. Glory for the Kingdom.




Not around, through. I’m in a season of walking through the things I’d rather naturally avoid. It’s a deep season and a pivotal one. It’s filled with learning to deal with mishaps and pressure and failure without doubting myself or my abilities or worth.

There is no circumstance or situation that could ever devalue my core essence. I am not those problems or puzzles I find hard to solve. I’m breaking up with these kind of thoughts and feelings.

I’m off the hook. I’m not taking anything personally anymore.

Prophetic Word

In a vision I saw a path in a forest.  Part of the path was lit by the sun shining through the tree branches, but most of it was shrouded in darkness and obscured as it meandered through dense vegetation.  And, I heard the Lord say:  This path represents where you are going both naturally and spiritually.  You will not be able to look very far ahead, but as you stay present with Me the path will be clear enough, and I will take you every step of the way in safety.  Trust Me to lead you with clarity.

Proverbs 3:6 In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He shall direct your paths.




I wrote this in the fall of 2010, long before I knew how important it was:

Oh Lord, I hear You. I know that You are carving out a vast landscape in my life that is to be devoted to Your daughters. You have gifted me with the ability to include, encourage and to inspire women on to greatness. I offer this gift to You, fully aware that You will use my time ordained by You to sow into the harvest that is this tribe. If there are reasons for time apart from husband and family, it is to be used to nourish Your daughters. Let me be a reflective light, a dawn in the middle of the night, an evening star for them. Every single beautiful woman that crosses my path. So many need to be set Free.