June 6th—Nissi’s Showtime! For this vocal performance of two songs, I spent my class time working on 2 themes: dancing with my joy and with my grief. The first song, “Little Bird” by Annie Lenox, I remembered from back in…


June 6th—Nissi’s Showtime! For this vocal performance of two songs, I spent my class time working on 2 themes: dancing with my joy and with my grief. The first song, “Little Bird” by Annie Lenox, I remembered from back in…

Reiki works because it doesn’t need the spoken language to understand it. It is a love language of sorts. It is freer in its form. I am not directing anything or following set hand positions but rather following energy patterns…

I feel terrible. One of our chickens died after incurring a large wound very early in the morning. We lock our 10 girls (hens!) in at night. Every night. We feel responsible for their wellbeing. They are our pets. They…

I can’t speak for anyone but myself, but I am aware that the more energy healing sessions I take on, the greater the necessity to keep myself clear and recharged. I am grateful to call on a number of techniques…

Giving up my healing studio space? Not if I can help it! The trend towards moving to “online business” has been growing in most industries. I know there is so much value in having people come to me for the…

A car turned right in front of me while I had a green light. What the heck is he doing? Why did he flip me off? What is that important that he is risking his life, mine and others to…

Frequently Asked Questions for my earth-centric healing modalities (Reiki, Healing Touch, Core Synchronism) and for my Reiki-infused herbal products: How do you describe what you do? I have trouble putting words to something that is unique to the person receiving…

What if… I offered you an invitation to go within, to shine your light on the inner being of your soul—to explore the landscape of hurts, wounding and beliefs that might be considered unchangeable and untouchable? You are seeking more…

I hear my name announced as the next singer and then it feels like a blur. No time for nerves as I head to the steps at the side of the stage. It is my turn, and now I am…