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I have the most bitchin’, fantabulous hubby a chick could ever want! After years of dating both dreamboats and douche nozzles, how did I snag this delightful specimen when I was at the ripe old age of 32? Well, here are the 3 actions I took……

The very first action I took was no longer giving a shit if I was married. Before Jim, I was with the dude I thought would be my matrimonial mate–oh my goodness, he was divine, our relationship was sublime, and the wedding bells were ringing loudly in my ears-DING! DONG! DING! DONG!  In reality, the only ding dong in this picture was me; our fire fizzled for reasons still unknown to me now (almost 20 years later), I ended it, and commenced on my path of Being  A Bitter Bitch Toward All Those with a Penis. Matrimony, schmatrimony-I tossed that idea right into the crapper.

Continue reading “How I Met the Manfolk of My Dreams” →

 

Most days, my life as a psychic medium is fairly standard. Read energy, spirit guides show up (or don’t), “dead” people talk (or don’t), and on down the line. There are mighty comical moments, heartbreaking conversations, maybe aliens show up as spirit guides, but the process itself remains the same. Nothing bizarre typically occurs with me, either, as I do this thing called life. Except yesterday. That 16 hour period of existence after rising and shining was unlike anything else I have witnessed.

Now what can be so damn strange to someone who routinely chats with animals? This. This is what was so damn strange: spontaneous moments of how I died in past lives just showing up out of the blue. Vividly.

Continue reading “A Weird Ol’ Day–and No LSD Involved!” →

There be a bevy of merde hitting the fan currently. I do not update myself regularly about the antics of the stars and moon and planets, but I do know they affect us. I am unsure if we can blame them (thank them?) for the situation at hand, or what the deal is precisely. All I am aware of is that many, many of us are leaving behind life as we knew it, releasing old gunk that has held us back, and are experiencing birthing pains of our new selves. Now I never popped an offspring, but I can’t say it looks like a walk in the park. And neither is this period of time.

Continue reading “Unique Coping Skills for When the Merde Hits the Fan” →

 

Well, now, that surely is a cheerful title, isn’t it? But, them words is truth. You will never have to do anything in your lifetime except pay taxes and kick the bucket. Well, you can screw the IRS if you are so inclined, but the Grim Reaper–sorry, that boy has ya by the booty. We are all going to die.

I bring this up because many of us have are waiting to be happier. Waiting for the right partner, waiting for that big promotion, waiting for our hemorrhoids to heal, etc, and so on. Always. Waiting. To. Feel. Joy. Don’t put off feeling joy another minute because you have no guaranteed amount of time in your current bag of bones.

Continue reading “Enjoy the Dang Day-You Might Croak Tomorrow” →