My blog, The Morning Butterfly, is my personal healing Journey. Through my experience, I share what I call the cha cha of life, and hope that it inspires others to dig deep and heal their wounds, allowing them to soar!
“Why would you treat me this way? I thought you cared about me. Everything you said to me was a lie.” Fingers moving at lightning speed on the key board firing off text after text. Words, words that weren’t nice, that were accusatory and stung were being written and sent in an onslaught of anger.…
Read MoreBloom ~ A Beautiful Process of Becoming… Walking down 34th Street toward 5th avenue at 8:30 in the morning, the top of the Empire State Building covered in clouds. The mist was enough that hoods were on or umbrellas were up but it wasn’t really raining. The temperature was such that people were confused as…
Read More“Your level of consciousness creates your perceptions and that creates and recreates the world you know.” ~ Unknown How often have we heard “self-fulfilling prophecy?” How often do we see that manifest for us or someone else? Think back to moments in your life when you were focused on the outcome of something and…
Read More“Pick 3 numbers for me between 1 and 44,” she said. The numbers were 9, 21 and 33. This was my angel card reading for 2018. I felt so many emotions simultaneously, excitement, fear, joy, worry. They all hit. As she reviewed the cards one by one we both were excited. The first Angel card…
Read MoreSometimes, right before a big shift life can feel frustrating and overwhelming. The old feels too small and the new has yet to be born. If this is where you are, bless this moment. This is a sacred passage and has the potential to lead you somewhere beautiful ~ Unknown This quote represents those moments…
Read MoreIt was an unusually warm winter day, the first day of the new month that will bring spring. The sun was shining causing the buildings in Manhattan to sparkle. Although it was rush hour, the train was not standing room only and there didn’t seem to be the same buzz as everyone trekked up the…
Read MoreThe tears rolling down my cheeks turned into convulsions that I could not control. My chest was heaving in short, labored moves as if I couldn’t catch my breath. My throat had a block in it the size of an apple, or that is how it felt. My shoulders were tight and my head hurt…
Read MoreSteve, Jeff and I impatiently sat in the back of the hot car waiting for our parents to come out of the drug store so we could get on the road for our annual two week vacation. Mom came out of the store first and got into the car in silence. She looked at us…
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