Your Relationship With Your Body And Food May Have A Lot To Do With Your Mom


I used to feel lots of shame for being sensitive and I’ve done my best to toughen up. That usually meant ignoring my feelings and stuffing them down with food.

I spent years dieting, obsessing over food, counting calories, and bingeing to distract myself and numb my sensitivity. Not only was I embarrassed to be seen as hyper-sensitive, I was also fearful of the the truths my sensitivity was allowing me to see, since no one else seemed to notice.

In my mid-20’s, I worked to heal my relationship with food simply because I wanted to lose weight. I didn’t expect to wake up to the fact that I had been denying myself a natural gift.

Hyper-sensitivity is not a weakness—it is a doorway to our intuition and psychic abilities, a doorway to truths that others may not see. With practice and possibly training, you can transform what has been considered a flaw into a skill that is beautiful, powerful, and helpful.

For me, it was only through accepting my sensitivity and cultivating my psychic abilities that I was able to step out of emotional eating and be at peace with myself and my body.

Have you ever wondered if you’re psychic?

Do you think your sensitivity and capacity to perceive things beyond what’s “normal” are keeping you from feeling safe in your body and on this planet?

Do you eat or self-harm because your feelings or visions scare you or make you uncomfortable?

You’re not alone. I’ve been there. Send me a message and I can offer you some helpful tips on how to feel at peace with your body and food, and reclaim your gifts for the benefit yourself and others.

Your Body Is Yours


A number of women have recently told me me their partners complain about their body size.

Around the same time, Donald Trump publicly mocked Miss Universe.

These events opened my eyes to how women all over the world have been buying into the misunderstanding that it’s okay for others to tell us we are fat, ugly, hairy, or unworthy of love.

I, myself, had bought this misunderstanding, allowing a family member to tell me I was fat on a daily basis.

What a beautiful opportunity for us to take our bodies—and our power—back.

For too long, women have allowed men (and other women) dictate whether or not we are appropriately sized or shaped.

Isn’t it interesting that the word “fit” means slim/healthy as well as suitable?

It’s time now for women to reclaim our bodies, to stand firmly in our own self-worth (regardless of how we look, or how “fit” we are), and love ourselves exactly as we are.

No one else decides how fit we are. Not our boyfriends, not the media, especially not Donald Trump.

What a revolutionary act it is to love ourselves as we are.

We are at a turning point where thanks to current events, we can examine what’s churning beneath the surface of the collective consciousness.

It’s time now for women to reclaim our bodies, remember our worth, and hold each other’s hands, lifting each other up as we move forward with love and trust, knowing that nothing about us needs to change.

No pounds need to be lost, no make up needs to be purchased, no diets need to be started to gain anyone else’s approval.

We already approve of ourselves.

We are at the helm of something big. We are part of a wave of remembering that we are already enough.

And we now have the power and sisterhood to ensure that no man, woman, or media source can make us forget.


Are you ready to go deep?

Are you yearning for a deeper connection to your body, the elements, and a more intuitive understanding of the moon and its phases?

Do you struggle with accepting your body and eating intuitively with pleasure and without restriction? Is it all too easy for you to make poor choices and not know how to stop?

Is your heart calling for a safe space to connect with other women on this path of embracing our bodies, owning our femininity, rekindling our intuitive powers, eating with empowerment, and reunifying with our divine nature?

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