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Love Bombing: When Romance Has Ulterior Motives
A client recently called me for a reading about a handsome, incredibly charming man she had met online. She was positively glowing as she described him. He works on an oil rig, she said, with a highly lucrative income and promising career advancement.
But what really lit her up was his love for her.
“He’s crazy about me!” she beamed.
She explained that they have long, dreamy conversations every day about the life they planned to build together. He told her she was everything he had been searching for, and promised her a future filled with abundance and romance once they finally meet in person.
In the meantime, he sends her cards and flowers, floods her inbox with love notes, and makes her feel worshipped and adored.
But the moment I started the reading, the message that came through was crystal clear: betrayal, deceit, dishonesty. Tactfully, I shared what I was seeing. I told her, with as much care as I could, that I didn’t believe this man was who he claimed to be, and that his intentions were not pure.
She paused for a moment. “What do you mean? He even asked me to keep $100,000 in my bank account for him! That proves he trusts me.”
That’s when spirit pressed me to ask the crucial question: What about the other money? She hesitated. “Oh… that…yeah. There was a $13,000 transfer fee I had to pay on my end.”
Staying Spiritually Nourished In A Digital World
If you’re feeling stuck in cycles of anger, sadness, anxiety, or fatigue, take a moment to ask yourself: what am I consuming?
This question goes far beyond food. Are you consuming negativity online? Are you surrounding yourself with people who drain rather than uplift? Are you spending more time in front of a screen than under the sky?
Everything you consume and engage with in this world either feeds your inner light or diminishes it. Everything you watch, listen to, interact with, and invite into your life.
This truth is simple yet profound. We may not always realize it, but the choices we make each day either nourish our spirit or cloud it.
In today’s world, it’s easy to become entangled in habits, distractions, and energies that gradually drain our vitality. The barrage of social media updates, the constant hum of technology, processed foods, fear-driven news cycles, anger, jealousy, dishonesty, and gossip. All of these things can chip away at the divine light within us, if we let it.
On the other hand, there are sacred and intentional choices that can uplift and energize us. Fresh fruits and vegetables grown with love from the Earth. Gentle sunlight warming your skin. Time in nature, listening to the rhythm of the trees and the whispers of the wind.
Loving and conscious relationships. Forgiveness. Kindness. Generosity. Dance, art, singing, and the tender beauty of genuine joy. These are not luxuries. They are lifelines to your highest self. They feed your light. Continue reading
Anger Blocks Intuition, Joy Clears The Way
For years, I carried a weight I didn’t fully understand. It wasn’t physical, and it wasn’t easily named. It was more like a festering storm tucked away inside me, a simmering anger that lingered in the corners of my being.
I thought I had mastered the art of containing it. I could smile, be reasonable, even offer calm advice to others.
But deep down, I felt its subtle pull, like an ominous undertow. It twisted the flow of my intuition, muffled the inner voice I used to trust, and dimmed the vibrant colors of a magical world around me.
Anger, I came to realize, is not always loud or aggressive. Sometimes, it is silent and slow-moving, like a heavy fog that sneaks in while you are not looking.
It dulls the senses. It compresses the heart. And perhaps most insidiously, it clogs the channel between you and your inner knowing. The kind of knowing that does not need explanation, just a quiet space to rise and speak.
For the longest time, I kept reaching for inner clarity. I meditated, I journaled, I pulled cards and sat in silence, hoping for something to break through.
But the insights felt fuzzy, the messages confusing. It was as if someone had turned the volume down on my inner voice, and I couldn’t figure out how to turn it back up.