Many of us slide through the month of December. It’s easy to do that, thinking “I’ll start next year.”
The thing is if we plan a bit, dream a bit more and start now we hit January 1 with a bit of momentum.
Momentum at the beginning of the year will help you reach your desires sooner.
Are you ready?
What went well this year?
What did you accomplish that you are super proud of?
Where did you slack and now regret?
What gaps did you expose that you need to fill?
What are you fed up with that you are resolved to remedy in 2023?
On a scale of 1-5, with 5 being excellent, rate:
Your family life
Your relationship with yourself
Your relationship with Spirit
Rate yourself on any thing I may have missed but you feel is important
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I just got back from what will probably be my last above 60 degree weather walk. It looks cold and gloomy outside, yet it’s 65 and a bit humid.
Things can look different than they really are.
Take Asea Redox for example. These are cell signaling molecules that can appear to be innocuous and to some overly cynical people a joke. Why? Because the ingredient list is super short: Water and sodium chloride.
Two ingredients put through a complex biotech 3 day process which results in life enhancing, age reversing results.
Are you familiar with my story!?
I found them when Zoe was diagnosed with a fatal, there’s nothing to be done diagnosis. Her response was immediate; I watched her change before my eyes. I wanted to play!
So I did.
The latest, though, is my HAIR! Of all things, around day 100 I noticed my hair color was changing. And all I’d been doing with the magical molecules was...
Every child is an artist, until he's told he's not an artist ~ John Lennon
When I was in Junior High School I loved art. I loved to draw and do all kinds of creative art projects.
Then I was in Miss Williamson's art class.
She was called Big Red. She was a large woman with red hair.
And she had a real nasty streak (why do people like this WANT to be teachers?)
I had a friend in class and we were always yucking it up - and getting into trouble.
Then she'd separate us - and we'd still yuck it up and still get into trouble - only now it was across the whole room.
She told me I couldn't draw.
And I believed her.
It took years before I took art again. And I was forced to because it was required (!)... I hadn't taken art since that class with Big Red.
I took an art class from Bruce Larson in High School. He became my favorite teacher. He WAS a teacher and guide and allowed creativity in the classroom.
Who squashed your creativity? Your deepest desires? Is she longing to...
A visual timeline showing an unexpected change from enjoying the Asea Redox Cell Signaling molecules!
I thought it was my imagination. I started using the product with no expectation or having learned what I might expect. I just witnessed what happened to Zoe and I wanted to know how my body would respond.
If my hair color is changing before my eyes, imagine what's happening inside my body where it cannot be observed!
Imagine the possibilities for your own health!
I owe it all to Zoe.
After all, if it hadn’t been for her and her illness I would not have had the dream.
I see Asea as the gift she gave me. A parting gift, if you will. Her sacrifice, my gain.
Let me explain.
The morning I received her diagnosis, I saw a simple post on social media. A photo of the Asea Redox Cell Signaling bottle and 4 simple sentences.
It went into my subconscious as interesting. That’s it.
Later that same day I was given the bad news that Zoe’s body was full of growths. Inoperable. I was devastated. I had brought my sweet Zoe in for a well check and was given a death sentence.
I’d just “done this” with Grace (her surrogate...
This week someone said I was a walking encyclopedia. Well, after I said one of my mentors was just that she quickly interjected So Are You.
I had never considered myself a walking encyclopedia!
It was really something to be told that, and quite frankly, I rather liked it.
Yesterday I was speaking with someone about the Asea Redox and she said Well You Always Have Good Products.
Earlier in the week someone else told me something similar.
And just now, as I write this, I remember someone else telling me the same thing a few months back.
I have been “doing this” for so many years; people just know they can come to me with a big thing or a little thing.
Why am I telling you this?
To let you know that I am here for the long haul.
I started this holistic journey in the late 1990s. It has revolutionized my life. I love to learn; I love to help people. Yesterday someone asked me for a referral to a dentist. She’s needing someone beyond the conventional dentist....
I realized this weekend that my 90 days are up.
Let me explain.
I started using Asea Redox Cell Signaling Supplement April 1, 2022. Why? Because I observed my cat Zoe respond so fast — and so remarkably positive. It didn’t look like she’d survive the weekend, but instead I was gifted with 96 days. This makes my heart happy. Her quality of life was really very good and only the last 4 days were quite difficult — and I believe that was because she stopped eating her moist food which was the delivery system I used — with her food.
Her immediate response was so mind boggling for me, I decided I wanted to “try it.” And, just as I teach that when you begin anything new, you give it 90 days, I jumped in knowing I was in for 90 days.
During the first 30 days I did not consciously notice anything, except that my teeth felt clean all day long! Isn’t that an interesting “side effect!” Nonetheless, I stayed true to my commitment....
June 19 marked 8 years since I fell and suffered a traumatic brain injury. Eight years!
If you or someone you know has suffered a TBI, you know what the recovery process is like. It seems like an endless to and fro from one appointment to another to regain what was lost.
I could not read (and comprehend); I could not listen to music (unless it was classical or in another language). I could watch TV which I found odd and still do. It was about 8 months before I realized I could read more than a sentence or two and actually remember what I read.
And you know what? I was never bored. I learned that boredom is like a brain function. My brain was so broken I didn’t have the capacity of boredom. I joked (because to not joke would mean I’d have to cry at the sadness of it) that I would change my seat to change my view.
I learned to BE. I learned to sit in stillness.
I assembled a team of professionals — from PT, OT, speciality chiropractic, neurologist, myofascia, cranial...
I acquired this funny looking device (far left) when my ex husband died in early 2020. I remember asking him what it was. (Doesn’t it look like a polisher of some sort?) He said it was a massager.
I have since learned this from my chiropractor who uses a professional version of this funny thing: A massager is for the muscles. A percussive device (which this is) is for the fascia. That makes sense because John had had a knee replacement.
Once I took the time to learn about this device I found myself using it frequently. So frequently I did not put it away.
Summer of 2020 I had out patient surgery on my calf. One would think that a small 3 inch incision would not be a big deal, right?
For the first few days, even climbing stairs would tear the two layered stitches because of where on the calf the incision was.
I was restricted in movement and stretching — both had been daily, non-negotiable practices.
Fall of 2021 I was so frustrated by the weakness in my...