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Do you ever feel like your voice isn’t heard? One day I was gifted a beautiful talking stick from a young Native woman named Snow Whiteheart. It is a lovely piece of sycamore — approximately 14 inches long — with seven different stones laced with pyrite and a large clear quartz crystal at the top. The talking stick reminds me of something I believe the world desperately needs to become a more peaceful place: respectful communication. When I was writing my Light Language play

“I definitely have rituals, especially around writing. Wake up early and drink Courage tea.” ~ Alice Hoffman, author of Practical Magic When I first imagin ed a home office, I daydreamed about living in an old English manor with a stained glass window in the library and a circular, iron staircase leading to the second floor bookcases. There was a gold-encrusted mantel clock tick-tocking above a massive stone fireplace. A beautiful red Irish setter slept next to it on a burgun

Like many people, Sunday is a sacred day for me. I look forward to it each week because it’s when I honor my Writelighter self with a few hours of reflection, journaling, meditation, and cacao. My ritual begins at 5AM, although it sometimes occurs a little later. Everything I do this day is dedicated to increasing my frequency. Everything I do is to strengthen my golden bubble through Love and gratitude. Everything I do is to remember who I am. My Sacred Sunday To open my hea