Category Archives: New Adventures

Medical Cannabis in New Mexico

When we moved to Colorado we had every intention of joining the advocacy for Medical Cannabis laws, but life had different plans for us. I planned on working for our business only and those plans changed when we got to Colorado and saw that everything we planned for, fell through. I ended up working for the University of Colorado full-time as an Office Manager. At the time I remained optimistic that the job wouldn’t stand in the way of participating in public, government meetings but that misconception changed quickly. I started to notice that all the public meetings to pass new laws regarding medical cannabis were scheduled for sessions during the day when my husband and I were working. Every single meeting. It became clear that in order for me to be an advocate and have my voice heard I was going to have to take time off of work, which I didn’t have.
So when we moved from Colorado to New Mexico on this new leg of our journey, advocating for medical cannabis rights was nowhere on our agenda. We quickly learned that the medical cannabis laws in New Mexico create a huge space for a new black market, were being selectively followed by police officers and desperately needs to be updated. But still, we didn’t feel that was our fight. After living on over 50 acres for less than a year we eventually found out someone living in our subdivision had filed over 100 false Crimestopper Reports against us with the Cibola County Sheriff’s Department and we received an unwarranted visit to our properties in January 2018. The visit quickly went from “We’re just here to introduce ourselves to the people in the subdivision”, while bringing out 7-10 Sheriff’s vehicles, the Undersheriff, Sheriff’s Detectives, a canine unit and lots of police officers with M16’s, to “We want to walk around your campground to make sure these reports are false”, all without a warrant. Additionally, the Cibola County Undersheriff quickly went from somewhat professional to full out rude, unprofessional and belligerent when I opened my mouth to speak about my objections to the unwarranted search request. Nothing came of this interaction until March 16th when my husband and I were held down at gunpoint, a military tank and officers tore up our land, illegally detained and falsely imprisoned us twice in a week and I spent a total of 7 days in jail with insufficient food and no water. I was molested during my 2nd arrest by a Cibola County Sheriff’s/Village of Milan officer, put in jail, my dogs impounded and my husband (a medical marijuana patient for 8 years) also arrested and harassed for possession and paraphernalia, while I was in jail. All over 100 false Crimestopper reports filed by a white racists woman that told us “I hate that people are moving out to the subdivision! I was here first and I hate all these new people moving in!” the first time she met us, less than 3 months after moving onto our land, and claimed that we were “growing hundreds of marijuana plants, making meth, trafficking marijuana from Colorado, selling meth and marijuana, and starting a cult.”
After this happened, we desperately wanted to retreat back into our shell, not talk to anyone, not visit anyone, and not associate with anyone in this area. Although we had met a handful of loving, honest people from this area, the entire experience salted the relationships we built during our short time here because we didn’t know who was going to have our back during and after all this. We didn’t completely know who felt the same way as this racist clan, we didn’t know who was being honest with us, and we didn’t know who knew these people who are trying to ruin our lives and take our land from us. We had come to New Mexico on a spiritual journey to discover our roots, revive the ecosystem, revive the water, establish a loving, like-minded community and do whatever we can to help in the local community. And no matter how much we shared that vision with these people, we had been singled out, attacked and slandered by white people from southern states with hearts full of hate. For full details about what we’ve been going through, see Racists with Confederate Flags and Badges.  
Shortly after all this happened and we were completely comfortable in our shell again, a post on Facebook popped up for an application to the New Mexico Medical Cannabis Task Force. I debated on applying for a few days and finally did it because “What’s to lose?” Right!? So I filled out the application and put it out of my mind, I figured I wasn’t going to be selected anyway. So when I got an email a couple weeks ago indicating I had been selected out of hundreds of applicants I was stunned!! And excited at the same time! Yes we’re going through legal harassment, false charges, racial profiling and defamation of character but this is a HUGE opportunity to use this phase of our journey to make an advocacy impact on the upcoming changes to the Medical Cannabis Program in New Mexico to ensure that others like us, that look like us and move like us, aren’t allowed to be harassed and singled out simply for choosing a natural form of medication or having brown skin.
I’ve spent over 10 years fighting myself internally about my use of medical cannabis. I’ve struggled with the choice to utilize this plant when it came to the religions I’ve been associated with, I’ve struggled with the negative stigma of being a woman who smokes, and at 21 years of age, I knew that it was time for me to do my own research around the use of cannabis. That research set me free. Growing up I used to tell my friends that smoked they were killing brain cells and they were going to grow up to be low-lives, an opinion that was ingrained into me while growing up in a family of peace officers. My choice to medicate with marijuana came only after getting to the point where I was taking an 800mg Ibuprofen every hour and still having such a horrible migraine that I started slamming my own head into walls in the hopes of stopping the pain. I was out of options. I had tried 7-8 medications prescribed to me by Kaiser that didn’t do anything for me. At a time in my life where chronic migraines stopped me from functioning like a “normal” 21-year-old, I remember saying to myself one day, “If smoking this plant is a sin then I’m ok dying with this being my sin of choice. Fuck it.” So I’m beyond excited and honored to be selected for this task force and utilize my experience with medical cannabis laws from 3 completely different states!
My first official meeting is this Friday, June 22, 2018, and we are so excited!! If YOU are in the state of New Mexico or know someone that is and would like to have their voice heard at this upcoming meeting please share this article with them or invite them to express themselves via email at cristinamooney27@gmail.com and we will ensure your voices are heard!
-IxChel-

Racists with Confederate flags and Badges, Cibola County NM

We moved to New Mexico to follow the call and pull that was in our spirit. We left Colorado prepared to find remote land away from the energy and vibration of the city, excited to live closer to nature and build our home and legacy for our children with our own two hands. Additionally, we planned to secure a large section of land and open it up to people who have the same calling in their heart and may not have the means to establish land while stepping into the same spiritual calling. We opened up a program to welcome community members onto the land. Seems harmless right? Sounds like a mission with the focus of community and upliftment.

The only difference is, when a message like this hits the ears of white racists from Texas, about the only brown family in the subdivision, it turns into a laundry list of someone else’s dirty laundry. Shortly after arriving on our land in July 2017, we had one white neighbor announce our presence on his Facebook page without our consent and the next thing we know, our sanctuary is bombarded with neighbors wanting to look around. Although that seems harmless, we trusted these people, put aside our own prejudice and past negative experiences with people like them and eventually got screwed. False information about our property and our plans spread like a New Mexico wildfire and quickly picked up someone else’s crap along the way.

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Pretty soon we started meeting newer neighbors as a result of a hateful, lonely woman going around our subdivision and surrounding cities telling people that we’re “selling and making meth, growing hundreds of marijuana plants, trafficking marijuana from Colorado and starting a cult.” Although we were bothered by the claims, we decided it was in our best interest to ignore this woman and all the people associated with her. She tried flagging us down in the road after accusing neighbors of befriending us and allowing us on their properties, we decided to keep driving and keep ignoring the problem.

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Then, we’re a few days into January and discovered our road blocked by a herd of Cibola County Sheriff’s Department cars, a K-9 unit, officers walking around the intersection with M16’s and our only way out of the subdivision is completely blocked off. At first, the story was that they were there to introduce themselves to everyone, which eventually came to asking us to see our campground and informing us that over 100 Crimestoppers reports had been filed against me and my husband. Some of you have been reading our journey since 2011/2012 when we started our first joint venture business. Some of you may just be reading this, and I ENCOURAGE YOU to go back and read our old blogs, dig through our social media accounts, check out our WEBSITE and YOU make your own decision about the type of people we are. We’ve always been transparent in everything we’ve done, discovered and healed along our journey and we’re confident that our natural, loving, community-centered lives will reflect that without convincing.

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That day we were disrespected, racially profiled, harassed, our land trespassed on, our rights violated and targeted by the Cibola County Sheriff’s Department and this hateful group of people who call themselves the Mujeres Militia. Fast forward a month, May 2nd we had our 18th negative encounter with 2 more members of this militia that turned into two Texas ranchers filing a false report against us to the police that put us in jail, had our dogs impounded and MORE of our RIGHTS VIOLATED!

But our divine protection cannot be broken! I (IxChel) went 7 days with hardly any water due to the poor quality of water being offered at the back of a toilet in a cell I didn’t belong in, minimal food due to the Chaplain and personnel in the jail not processing my Special Diet applications, and no fresh air. That’s right. On day 4, when I was transferred to my first day in court, it was freezing and no one told us we needed jackets but I was so thankful to feel the sun on my face and my skin exposed to the elements! We were released on unsecured bonds BOTH times we were arrested that week, that’s right, we were arrested TWICE for something that all happened on the same day. Don’t get us started on how dirty and twisted this government agency is!

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Nevertheless, we’re continuing on with our journey. All the shifting and flowing for the past 8 years we’ve been together has helped us learn to adjust, be patient with ourselves & each other, given us the tools to heal, protect and CONQUER! We see this nothing more than a LEVEL UP! Another test, put here by our divine selves, ancestors, guides, and Creator to leave our divine stamp and legacy on the world.

All of our cases have been transferred from Cibola County Magistrate Court in Grants, NM to District Court in Grants, NM. Please subscribe to our blog, follow our YouTube channel, and STAY CONNECTED! We’ll be talking about as much as we legally can while the cases are going through the process because we want to make sure we’re enforcing our RIGHT to be a means of checking the agencies our tax dollars go to SERVE the counties and states we live in.

We will fight RACISM HEAD ON and WE WILL CONQUER!!

 

-IxChel

That One Time I Fell Off a Trailer

About a month after we purchased our land in New Mexico, my parents gifted us with a 40 ft. shipping container to use for storage. We’d been paying for a storage unit in Colorado and were feeling very disconnected and not fully able to run our business with most of our things still in Colorado. So we planned a last trip to Colorado to collect all our things from storage in August. We had just purchased a new heavy duty trailer, strong enough for us to haul water while we wait for our well to get dug, and were doing the last of the unpacking of some small items we left floating around in it. Then it started to rain.

I was in my cool clothes, tank top, cool pants, etc., even though it was technically monsoon season out here. And I was wearing my Vibrams (toe shoes). We had let down the back of the trailer and had been using it as a ramp to walk up and down before it started sprinkling.

I’m still a city girl, born and bred, and I’m still undergoing my unlearning and relearning of my Earthly powers. Although I’m a Scorpio through and through, a deep water sign, I tend to not want to get wet when I’m wearing clothes. I despise the way wet clothes feel on my body, I feel confined and sticky. Plus we’d been living out of a tent for a month and I was 100% out of my comfort zone so I started to notice that I would lean toward small comforts when I could get them. Air conditioning, running water… Being dry haha!

On the flip side of that same coin, I’ve got family members and (technically) acquaintances, we sometimes call friends, asking “How is Tina doing? Are y’all staying in a hotel?” and I’m not going to lie, I was a little offended at how fragile and rigid people thought I was. It fueled me. When the rain started coming down I thought to myself “Alright! Time to get this done so we can get in the car, LET’S GO!” I kept up my pace picking things off the floor of the trailer, one of the items was a rachet tie. When I turned around and felt my right foot slip out from under me I knew it was going to be bad so I guess I tried to brace myself. I felt myself hit the ramp of the trailer and I was in so much pain I couldn’t even cry.

All the voice, power, conviction had left me. It made me think of the time I fell running up the stairs when I first started dating my King. Back in my Cali days I just laid there and wished I could disappear so I didn’t have to see his reaction to my fall lol This time I had nothing to let out the pain was so deep. When I finally caught my breath I rolled over onto my stomach and started to cry softly, little by little louder and louder the more I paid attention for my pain. Eventually I found this gash in my arm from my weight falling straight onto the metal rachet I was carrying and it was bleeding like crazy. I thought to myself,

“Well… You wanted to see how powerful this All Healing Rub is! Here it goes! Get to healing!”

I picked my ass up off that trailer ramp, everything that touched my skin down to my clothes was shooting pain all throughout my body but I didn’t want my King to baby me. I encouraged him to finish while I went to clean the cut and tend to it. I came back, still in pain, crying, cut bandaged up, All Healing Rub in hand and ready to get on the road to our last trip to Colorado. That moment and what followed after was liberating! I had already created something that was perfect to stop bleeding, clean open cuts and address the pain that I made several years before being here in this moment, cut, bleeding and in pain! Over the next few weeks I applied the rub liberally and I shared my story with people we met who asked me. I had bruises all the way up my arm, as you can see, so I was happy to see that the more I talked about it the more I laughed about it.

Through my healing process I’ve learned to take ownership of where I could have done better and this was a HUGE learning experience for me. I knew better. I knew that rain meant slippery but I wasn’t thinking about that before I stepped on the ramp and ate it, bad. LOL! Honestly, that’s common sense! I had no one to blame but myself and trust me, I tried to blame the rain!

Balance. Balance taught me that even if something hurt I can smile and laugh about it too. Balance taught me that yes I was thinking about completing the task but not thinking about safety while completing it. Balance taught me to stop fighting the falls and ROLL WITH IT! I’m convinced that if I would have made an effort to roll I wouldn’t have split my arm open. Balance taught me that sometimes peoples fragile ass opinions of you can make you stronger and give you fuel to push harder. Balance taught me that I’ll have plenty more practice perfecting this lesson and whether I’m physically or spiritually falling, tuck and roll is the best bet!!

Balance taught me STRENGTH in weakness!!

Since this lesson has been one of the main energies I’ve been learning about for the last 32 years I’ve decided to offer an amazing new course focused on Mastering the Energy of Divine Balance! Check it out HERE!

 

-IxChel-

Ass All Out

Have you ever gone somewhere new thinking you were well enough equipped to handle whatever might come along? I had somewhat of an idea what moving out of the city meant but I wasn’t completely ready for the huge shift we were taking on when we moved to New Mexico. There’s something different about using the restroom outside, squatting and feeling nothing but fresh air when you step out of the shower! It’s a different feeling to be so close to Mother Earth, feeling undisturbed dirt and sand between my toes and cold mountain air when I step outside is life-giving and challenging at the same time.

I’ve tripped over rocks, fell down the back of a trailer, moved hay bails (which for some reason I keep calling barrels lmao!), walked down the road in the middle of the night and heard coyotes sounding off all around me… And all I can say is, it’s been crazy! Since 2005 I’ve been putting myself into situations that I haven’t been exposed to and it’s been helping me to understand different types of people. I’ve experienced people who society would label as “bad” and experience relationships with them that have been life saving and changing in my journey. Gradually I’ve been leaning more toward experiencing life in a balanced way.

A few years ago I got a birth chart reading from my Reiki Master and I’ve been learning more and more about myself each year I continue to study it. Since I was young I’ve heard myself say things in my head that my filter has been like “That’s a pretty crazy and kind of dark thought for someone your age.” I’m also a heavy Scorpio all throughout my chart. A sign ruled by water, emotions and the power to destroy and create. I wasn’t ready to accept who I was for a long time but I’m there now and I’m unapologetic.

I’ve been there for and supported people who didn’t really love me most of my young adult life, I’m capable of giving until I’m spent and inflated. I’m also capable of hurting some feelings, I’ve got a sharp tongue and a tough spirit that won’t back down for the things I love and the people I care for. For the last few years I’ve been learning how to balance out that extreme love and anger. For a year or two I thought the answer was changing my mindset to always shift to positive when “bad” things happened. It helped but it didn’t honor who I was inside and I still hadn’t learned to balance.

Balance, balance, balance and balance is what my ancestors have been spiritually beating into me for the last decade… I JUST realized it lol. So that’s where I’m at… In a situation totally out of my comfort zone, setting the foundation for people I might not have even met yet and balancing my love and anger just enough to achieve the balance I need to be my best self for my high purpose journey on this Earth. I’m about to show yall what balance is hahaha!

 

-IxChel-

Pride In Your Path

Growing up in the suburbs of a little known small city in California, I was often told I grew up with a silver spoon in my mouth. Sometimes from new boyfriends, sometimes from old friends and even my closest cousin. For most of my 20’s I used my energy trying to convince people I wasn’t a spoiled rich kid that lived in a 2 story house, because most times, that’s all I was to people. It made a part of me feel guilty for having the life I did and it also drove me to be the unconditionally giving person I am. For so long I spent time with people my parents never approved of because they fit into certain categories that life experiences taught them were not good people.

I remember being a child at the table and listening to some of the stories my dad would share and saying “You can’t just judge people as being good or bad by the way they look!” And although I had a point, that discernment that my dad lived by was taught to him as a means for protecting his life in his line of profession, but it didn’t sit well with me. So I made it my duty to give people the benefit of my trust and friendship even though they might not have looked worthy to other people.

When I started working just before I graduated high school it was against everything my parents wanted but I was so tired of people telling me I was spoiled and lucky that my parents gave me money. I wanted to go work for it even if that meant I had way more on my plate with going to school and then college full time. After I started my first job I never stopped grinding, and I seemingly never had money left from my checks either. This used to drive my parents nuts because I ended up working for LA County for 9 years, it was a decent paying and steady job… Much of what I used to think the “dream” was. Part of the reason I never had any money is because I would give to those I cared about, my friends and the guys I dated. I remember buying books for a boyfriend’s classes and driving him to work and school everyday. Same guy who ended up breaking my heart for the first time.

Talking to my King yesterday I remembered this heartbreak. I eventually came to the realization that surviving heartbreak is one of the things that can make us unbelievably strong. I wasn’t the type of person that got into physical fights on a regular basis so I didn’t have that experience but I know that I’ve felt my heart break so bad my chest felt like it was going to burst open and melt me from the inside out. Surviving betrayal of pure love is something that thickens the skin of our heart and soul for the path we have ahead of us. That’s something I wish I could have communicated to my younger self but I know it was something I had to learn by the fire.

Throughout my 20’s I went to school full time, worked full time and slept maybe 2-3 hours a night after hanging out with people I thought were friends. After shifting into my 30’s I was able to look back and reflect on all the things people tried to shame me about: having 2 parents, my parents having good paying jobs, being sent to private school, getting an allowance. For so long I had allowed people to shame me into feeling guilty for choosing my parents and having the life I did. It took me 30 years to be like “fuck that” I had hardworking parents who taught me how to love and support the people I cared about, parents who taught me things I also had to unlearn to elevate and parents who loved me enough to want to give me a better life than they had growing up. No one can ever shame me for that again.

In learning to block the energy of people who tried to make me feel bad about my life I also learned to wick off people who tried to spread lies and hate about who I am and who we are as a unit. We ignorantly thought that leaving California would remove us from being around people who hated on us and made up lies in their minds about who we are… It didn’t. We found people like that in Colorado and now in New Mexico. The main thing we’ve learned is that every energy, high & low, dark & light, serves a purpose in our journey and deserves thanks and honor for the lessons and light they bring to us. Every energy is built into this life to prepare us for our journey ahead. Don’t allow anyone to shame you for your individual journey!

Learn your lessons, make your adjustments and take Pride In Your Path!

-IxChel-

The Blossoming of Zion Affinity

We’ve fallen in love with everything about our lives since we moved from California to Colorado in 2013. In 2013, shortly after we got married, we decided to migrate to Colorado, a place where we had no family, friends or connections. Colorado is where we found out first home together, we founded Zion Glory Herbal Healing LLP after closing Beauty for Pleasure, we discovered and dove into the beliefs & history of RasTafari and started traveling. Since we met in 2010 we’ve been on a deep journey of self discovery. When we met, we both knew we weren’t just “Black” or just “Mexican” and the idea of everyone being mixed with different backgrounds and genealogy resonated with us both very deeply. Los Angeles didn’t feel like the best place to be for us, seeing so much division among all different ethnicities and cultures, even the division within our own families made it hard for us to discover ourselves. So we made the shift to Colorado to start our new life together fresh. We found ourselves reasoning with a diverse array of people in Colorado and our life mission and soul purpose became evident… Bridging the gap between divided people.

Zion Affinity grew out of our search and overstanding of genetics and ancestry, our desire to assist people love those around them regardless of background or beliefs, and the recognition that so much of what is wrong with our society is the division. That was something Daniel and I have had in common since the day we met. We had both grown tired of people labeling us as “Black” or “Mexican” when we knew there was so much more to us than those labels, so much lost history, so much division and a lack of understanding of ourselves. Since we met in 2010 we’ve been doing our best to live out what’s in our hearts on this Earth.

Although there are tons of things we love about Colorado, we had to heed the call we were receiving and the redirection back to the focus that led us out to Colorado in the first place. Besides gaining a deeper overstanding of ourselves we left California in search of a huge, remote property that we could grow our own food at and live closer to the land, away from the city life we’ve known all our lives. Along our journey together we’ve learned that sometimes there are stops along the route you don’t expect or plan for but the soil is fertile and necessary for our growth. That’s exactly what we needed to realize, that our vision was directly in line with our higher purpose but we hadn’t dreamed large enough just yet.

Over the last 2 years we’ve planned for a piece of property only our souls could see and in June 2017 we found it! A year ago we were looking at a map identifying protective geographical lines around the world and we traced one directly through this land. We both said “Wouldn’t this be perfect if we could find like like right there?!” In May we sold our first home and went looking in New Mexico because we’d been receiving messages that we needed to be there. We went looking for a 20 acre plot that the agent wasn’t able to find, walked away with 65 acres!!!

 

The most common first question we get asked when people hear about our land is “What are you going to do with all that land!?” Build it up of course! There’s no structures on it, the land is 100% raw! Our vision is a community of unity where people of all backgrounds, ancestry and belief systems can live together and support each other in our individual and collective healing; while simultaneously planting herbs, food and plants that will help to revive and give back to Mother Earth!

Zion Affinity!

We’ve been familiarizing ourselves with the land, laying out the plans and setting the foundations for all the growth, and do we have some stories to tell!! We’re looking forward to sharing them with everyone who attends our first upcoming event at the property and slowly over our upcoming YouTube videos! For those of you that are interested in living on the land with us in New Mexico we’ll begin accepting applications in August! Send us an email at zionunitytribe@gmail.com and we’ll be sure to send you information regarding the process and the application when it becomes available!

We’ve also set up a GoFund.me for anyone interested in donating to our soul mission. All funds will be used to set up the community land, camp grounds, crops and much more we’ll be offering! Anything, even sharing this blog or campaign helps more than you know!

*IxChel*

 

 

Mountain Life

I’m loving so much of this new journey but one of the things I’m loving the most is seeing people’s faces when we tell them I’ve never been camping. I LOVE that my first time camping was on 65 acres that we own! I’ve had so many first’s since we’ve been living on the mountain I can’t event begin to remember..

What I can remember is this:

  • The first day on the property a huge locust flew at my cheek and I screamed lol
  • It was fun driving our car over rocks and fallen branches
  • We’ve heard a pack of coyotes around the camp but they’ve never messed with us
  • A dragonfly landed on our door after we put up the tent and wouldn’t move
  • Outdoor showers are where it’s at
  • The full moon was GORGEOUS

I’ve never been able to see anything so clearly!

 

*IxChel*

Sizzling Heat Wave Summer Solstice

I’m sure by now you’ve all felt the sizzling heat wave if you live anywhere in California, Arizona, Nevada, Utah and Colorado. We’re not sure how far this has spread or if Sunday will be the end of this torture, only time will tell. What we are sure about is energy, spirit and paying attention to the signs along this journey we’ve been on for 7 years.

We’ve tried to plan our moves down to the ‘T’, thinking of every possible thing ahead of us and ensuring that we’ve thought of resolutions to anything that might come up. And over the past 7 years we’ve realized that everything we plan isn’t going to happen exactly the way we want it to. We’ve both realized that there are times when we need to have patience, times when we’ve had plans to be somewhere that fell through and other amazing things have happened for us in those spaces. We had plans to be somewhere today and the heat wave had other plans.

There are situations in life that we try to fight through and push to happen, we’ve realized that a more collaborative way to flow with Mother Earth and Spirit is to slow down, have patience and listen. So when it reached 115 degrees in Utah and our car started to struggle with the air conditioning we heeded the sign and shifted like we needed to honor the fire the Sun is bringing today. Not only is it the first official day of summer but it’s also the Summer Solstice and the longest day of the year. And the energy of the day is definitely slow down, cool down and CHILL!! So we’re planning on listening.

Stay hydrated, stay cool!

*IxChel*

Divine Timing in Chaos, Flowing

Since Daniel and I met in 2010 we’ve come face to face with some pretty heavy shifts, changes, obstacles and lessons. We learned soon in our journey that we felt like we were pushing and pushing and pushing for things to happen and nothing would flourish. When we first felt the energy we were in California and we shifted completely out of the state, to a state where we had no friends or family. I fought it at first, I won’t lie. Then Spirit started hitting me with obvious signs. Colorado license plates everywhere, Colorado on the radio, Colorado on TV, Colorado in the movies we watched… It was crazy!

Fast forward to 2016. We started noticing the same energy. People and businesses we tried to collaborate with wouldn’t support us, wouldn’t share posts, buy products or be a beneficial partner in events and collaboration efforts. One day it all hit me. I stepped back out of frustration and got still and silent. I asked myself, “When was the last time you experienced something like this?” The answer was loud and clear, CALI. That was the exact moment I accepted the call to this 3rd life shift.

Most people don’t take the time to know that we chose Colorado for several reasons, not just marijuana legalization. We’ve always wanted a family, we knew we needed to heal, we knew we needed healthy space from our families and we knew we both loved nature. The day that marijuana was recreationally legalized came about a year after we had privately made the decision to migrate to Colorado and about a month after we announced it to our parents. When we read the news that recreational passed, we were already in Colorado headed to Estes Park to scope out areas of the state we were most drawn to.

Like many shifts in life we planned our little hearts out and most of it fell through. We counted on money from different places coming in at certain times, that fell through. I planned on getting a job as soon as we got here, that fell through. We planned on getting land in the mountains, that fell through. And there are times in life when you think

“Shit! I’m so sick and tired of everything I’m planning falling through!”

We’ve been there before too. The beautiful part about plans that fall through and feeling like our world is crashing down on us is the aftermath.

It’s hardly felt like divine timing when our plans have fallen through until this year. 2017 has had a ton of major lessons and epiphany’s for us and it’s only April! But the one thing we can say is that all the failed attempts opened the way for new energy, new messages and clarification of our soul purpose to come through! We’ve got some major shifts in the works for Zion Glory as a business, family and community that we’re bursting at the seems to tell you about!

Check out our most recent live video webinar, The Shift and Flow, to get some of the bread crumbs we’re dropping about our upcoming shifts and how we’ve learned to flow with plans falling through to allow our soul purpose to take foundation!

Atlanta Red Tent & Sisterhood

No amount of words can describe how perfect this weekend was! I got the opportunity to meet and spend time with women I had connected with online, traveled to 2 new states, and learned things about myself that I needed to overcome in order to grow!

Red Tent’s are typically held around the New Moon since women should be flowing on or around the New Moon. This time and space is sacred. As women we forgot to pause and take time for ourselves so we typically lash out at the ones we love when we’re flowing. This time should be spent with other women, releasing what doesn’t serve us and holding space for the seeds we wish to grow from our sacred space, our yoni’s!

Yoni is the Sanskrit word for vagina which translates into sacred space.

Two of my favorite women, Tiffany Janay of Organic Blood Yoni Eggs and Sie Van Dunk of Demure Lyfe, hosted this event in Atlanta on the weekend of the Winter Solstice 2015. We had crystal readings, learned about our power and spirit animals and broke through some of our fears at a nude spa, Jeju Spa!

The best word I have to describe this event is, MAGICAL!

So I’m going to insist that anyone reading this make it to the next on in Atlanta on January 15th and 16th. If you’re not a woman, treat a woman in your life to this life changing event! Check DemureLyfe.com for registration.

I have one juicy hint, sweat lodge!