I used to hold so much fear around sharing my multidimensional and mystical experiences. 

I was scared that people would think I was weird, or too 'out there' or just making it up. And on a deep subconscious level I still held really traumatic energy in my body that believed I would be killed or tortured for sharing magical and mystical things. 

(My mind just said, "don't put that bit in!) LOL! (Instead I added the bold font!)

After many years of working with my nervous system around this (and it's still going!) I know this to be true. 

Stories heal. Especially multidimensional and mystical stories. 

They take us into a place of our own deep trauma and conditioning.

They open up new spaces for inner healing and connection to the world beyond what the eyes see. 

It's apart of my mission to inspire more people to speak of their 'out there,' 'weirdo' experiences and connections. 

To normalise this...

You know those "dreams" you have that aren't really dreams?

They are more of a multidimensional experience that taps you into a greater source of wisdom that you can't access from the 3D world

Well, recently I had one of those "dreams."

And it's transformed my life in relation to my ability to trust life, trust myself and trust the timing of my own unfolding. 

Here's what happened....

(and like all mystical experiences, it's impossible to put them into words.... I invite you to feel the energy of the story and receive the transmission that's available through reading it). 

While sleeping peacefully, I "dreamt" that God showed the me truth of Divine Timing. 

I could see people, and the world from a birds eye view and I could also see and feel the shared energy that weaves through us all (and all of life). 

The shared energy moved through us like a breathing wave.

It was an intelligent,...

A few weeks ago I was on a spiritual retreat.

On the Saturday morning of the retreat we had our first Kundalini yoga session. 

Our teacher Shannon told us to put our arms straight out in front of us, in line with our shoulders, then raise them up above our heads, then back down to shoulder height. 

Up and down.

Up and down. 

We did it for a couple of rounds of breaths... then she said, "we're going to do this for 11 minutes."

What happened next I will never forget... an experience that has changed my life (and work) forever. 

Shannon: "We're going to do this for 11 minutes."

My mind: (with a feeling of absoloute terror) "11 minutes! There's no way I can do this for 11 minutes!" 

Shannon: "Do not put your arms down."

My mind: "Ok. Plan B- Cheat! When she’s not looking- rest your arms!"

Shannon: "Do not put...