The Power of Place.
Back in September 2022 - under a giant stunner of a full moon in Vancouver - many of us guides from North America were gathered for my friend Dana Harvey’s inaugural conference for women in psychedelics. I remember arriving home feeling exuberant, hopeful… and changed somehow, initiated in a way I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Uber dropped me off and I jogged up the stairs to my Sausalito flat, like I’d done thousands of times before. I’d just scooped up my little dog Tate and threw open the balcony door when I heard the (then less familiar) voice of my guide in my mind: It’s Time for You To Leave California.
Crazy, I thought, looking out over the sailboats. One more time?
Your Time is Complete Here, was the silent, definitive reply.
I looked in Tate’s eyes - as always soulful and listening carefully - shrugged, and said out loud: “I guess we’re outta here!”
Three nights later he ate his little dinner, hopped up on my lap, and died in my arms.
Your time is complete here.
While I waded through the grief of that loss - the worst loss on top of so much other loss wrought during the pandemic - I waited for a sign of where I was to go. I hiked a lot. I cried a lot. Hiked and cried together. Puppy Thomas arrived. My devotion and love for microdosing guideship deepened, and our community grew. My heart slowly healed that winter, and as my grief finally lifted I began to hear the voice of spirit again — she showed me a map of the U.S. in my mind, drawing my attention again and again to a thin, narrow stretch of coast on the Atlantic Ocean.
Florida? Florida? Me? I’d read a lot of Carl Hiassen, and Florida was not on my bingo card.
But when spirit speaks, I listen… and fast forward one year later Puppy T and I were pulling into the driveway of our new island home. Each morning we’d go for long strolls through Central Beach, him bouncing along the line of date palms and bright hibiscus - graceful white ibises darting this way and that, while egrets eyed us carefully at a distance - a lush green canopy of trees stretching overhead, all leading to the flowing river that would accompany us back home.
Within sixty days of arriving here, I began to feel my nervous system relax and unfurl. Old, layered, tension patterns coiled in my physical body began to unwind. I began to breathe a little more deeply in the lighter, softer, more feminine-feeling energy here. Delighted in the peacefulness, the delicious silence that allowed me to hear the bunnies munching grass outside my bedroom window, the doves cooing on the fence. And when I opened the first call for our Microdosing Immersion - the first from my new home in Florida - my spirit guide abruptly, unexpectedly appeared and announced she’d “be opening that night’s call and speaking through me.”
And so began a level of spiritual expansion and connection that, to be honest, I didn’t even really know was possible. My connection to spirit, and to one of my guides in particular, rapidly grew to become an enormously important part of my life and my guideship. While I couldn’t make any logical sense out of it, something about moving here - something about this exact place - ignited something within me. I instantly, effortlessly, met two other female healers of Greek ancestry here who helped me heal my body and restore my energy; as I healed, my ability to see, to channel and guide strengthened and expanded as well. There was something about this place.
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2024, one year later, I was staring absent-mindedly at the palm trees swaying in my front yard when my guide appeared and announced it was “Time to Go Home.”
I was ecstatic - Greece!
No, she smiled. MY HOME. Egypt.
Her command came with a litany of places I couldn’t pronounce, and specific historical periods I was instructed to research. It took me six months (and my beautiful client Diana!) to find a way to get to all these places no other tour itinerary had even heard of. I booked my ticket.
2025, exactly one year after my guide’s direction, here I was on the Nile. I was stretched out on the tiny balcony off my cabin room - squinting in the sun, and miserably sick with a flu. The rest of the group was off to tour Luxor while I cloistered myself on the boat, alone. I sipped my tea, swallowed the pungent garlic potion our Egyptian guide had mercifully prepared for me, and sulked in my pajamas.
When a tiny bird appeared to chirp hello on the railing, I barely looked up. But it was just enough.
When I raised my eyes, the topography had changed completely. Dry, endless desert had become lush, green riverbank. We floated on, and scenes from the Nile - one to the next - a living painting stretched out before me. I melted into a different space; time collapsed upon itself and fields merged.
And, all at once, there it was: The lines of date palms. The ibises darting here and there. The slender, wary egrets. The colourful birds swooping over and under a canopy of trees that ran alongside the flowing river.
That thin stretch of island on the Atlantic Coast my guide had pointed to was the very closest approximation of the Nile riverbank within the United States. She had brought me home.
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This is the Power of Place.
Once people begin working with earth medicines, they are often drawn to travel or move to a specific place they can’t always explain in logical ways. Their lineage awakens and ancestors tied to a specific place or land begin to beckon.
Traveling to our home lines reawakens ancient codes in us, activates past lives, aligns us with our eternal souls and the guides who accompany us across lifetimes.
My spiritual connection to my guide became truly alive and activated by being in a very specific frequency, the frequency of her spiritual home.
Land activates us, the energy awakens us, and the frequency’s familiarity helps us remember all that we once knew. Where does your soul long to be?? Where does your spirit call home??
Coming up…
I’m excited to begin bringing clients here - in person - for the very first time this autumn in CATALYST: Personal Retreat, a private 1:1 immersive retreat offering.
We’ll also be exploring the Power of Place, energy + environment in our upcoming international online Projector Frequency Immersion this summer, starting July 7. This eight-week journey for Human Design Projectors will inspire and educate you in Projector alignment, immerse you in Projector Frequency and leadership, and leave you feeling more clear, confident and empowered as we prepare for the 2027 Change.
