February 9, 2018

I’m on a nutritional detox/cleanse until almost the end of the month, so I won’t actually be

drinking anything this weekend, but in my mind, oh in my mind, I will be turning up! 😂 More

importantly, I’m celebrating that I recognized some unhealthy patterns had creeped into my

behavior this week.

Since the eclipse, energetically I’ve been all over the emotional map. If you are in any way

sensitive to planetary movement & cycles, I’m sure it’s been that way for you also. My body and

spirit needed lots of rest, and limited interaction, yet I constantly found myself trying to “push

through“ because... adulting. The more I tried to force myself into completing certain

activities, the more drained I felt. Although spiritually I know to surrender to BEing, sometimes I

still battle with forcing myself to keep DOing.

As an athlete & former personal trainer, the idea of “no pain, no gain“ is ingrained into my

existence. I know that doing as many reps/sets to “failure“ is a fantastic strategy to build muscle

and strength. But what about when you’re not in the gym? What happens when you continue to

aggressively lift and press physical, earthly tasks in your spiritual life, when you are fatigued and

in need of divine restoration? ➡ You prolong your healing, stretch out your lessons, block your

ability to receive intuition and restrict your own creativity.💡� No bueños. To that end, here’s 7

valuable concepts I became present to this week:

🔑The same strategy that works wonderfully in one area, can lead to your demise in another.

Know which tactic to use and when to use it, because if the only tool you have is a hammer,

you’ll see everything as a nail.

🔑 Avoidance, self-sabotage and irresponsibility can often mirror self-care. Be deeply honest

with yourself about WHY you’re doing what you’re doing... or not doing. Laziness can lay on

the same pillow with relaxation.

🔑We are human beings, not human doings. My highest value in humanity and service comes

from who I AM, not from what I do. Who I am, informs what I do, not the other way around.

🔑Silence enhances discernment and clarity; without them, you’ll never find your way towards

anything important to you.

🔑 Comparison is truly the thief of joy. Comparing your journey, progress, accomplishments &

advancements to anyone else’s will lead you into a pit of despair. Don’t go there.

🔑Life is not a sprint, it’s a marathon… and your only competitor is yourself.

🔑We never get it all “done” and we never get it all “right”, keep being the best you can be anyway.

🔑When you need solitude, let the people who love you know that you are okay, you need some

space and that you’ll be in communication soon. We’re all in this together and it takes a village

to stay grounded in the chaotic world. Community is necessary.

If you drink, lift a glass for me this weekend, as I down wheatgrass shots. Ayyy! If you need

support in learning to unplug from the noise and tune into what’s calling you, hit

me 📩 ( Either way, here’s to learning lessons, BEING our best selves

and taking steps to being healthier every day! 🍷 Salud, Audrey

Comfort Zones

February 2, 2018

Comfort zones are beautiful places, but nothing grows there. The dream you keep having & the visions you keep seeing? Those desires that scare you to even think about manifesting? The goals that you have absolutely no idea how you’re going to achieve? They require you to get uncomfortable. They’re dependent upon you getting out your own way. They demand that you show up for yourself in a way that you never have before.

Here are 3 things I’ve learned that must be in place to live a life that makes you proud:

🔑 Learn to make your weaknesses your strengths. Find a way to push through the world’s No’s and if you have to, create your own damned Yes.

🔑Learn to stand ON your story and not IN it. Your ability to persevere comes from being able to recall adversities, failures and hard times... letting them motivate you towards your future, not just keeping you stuck in the past.

🔑Surround yourself with not only like-minded people, but people who call you forth towards your highest good. People who remind you who you are when you forget. People who know a lot more than you… because if you’re the smartest person in your group, you need a new group! “Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.” - Rumi 🔥

Change is inevitable. Growth is optional. Choose to grow. xo, Audrey 


January 9, 2018

When I separated from my now ex-husband, I spent practically the entire first year crying. Seriously. Day and night I sobbed from the time I woke up, until I went to sleep. I cried because I believed he wasn’t fighting for me, or our marriage. I cried because as each day passed by, it cemented the belief in my mind that I had failed and was therefore a loser. I cried because he wasn’t choosing me in the way I thought he should. I wept because I now had concrete evidence that I was unlovable, unwanted and undesirable. I replayed every argument, every harsh word, every critical action (on both our parts) and then determined that I wasn’t deserving of magnificent, resolute, sustaining, passionate, lasting love... because no matter what I tried, I couldn’t fix it. I couldn’t fix us. We were still going to counseling and hadn’t filed divorce papers yet, but nothing was getting better. Most damaging of all, the fact remained that even though I was the one who moved out, he never asked me to come back home. Not once. For one full year, I continued to look through the lens of the choices he made, what I thought he believed about me and what I couldn’t change to make our marriage work. Until one morning I looked in the mirror and examined my puffy eyes and swollen face. I asked myself what if I was wrong about everything I concluded about our relationship? What if this was God’s way of saving me from an unfulfilled life with a man who didn’t set my heart on fire? What if every awful thing I’d experienced had been a crazy detour to bring me to where I actually was supposed to be? What if this breakup was the best thing that could’ve happened to me? What if I didn’t want HIM back?? Holy shit. I had a spent a year in prison of my own making. No guard. No locks. No keys. Simply the jail of suffering I allowed my mind to create. I had been so focused on all the terrible ways I felt and what he ‘did’ to me to even notice that I was now free to choose what I really wanted. FREE. Next thing I knew, I was racing to the phone to call him. I told him I no longer cared who he believed I was or what he thought I did. I was done. We were over. And like Tina Turner, all I wanted and needed was my name back.

How many times have you built a prison of your own torment, guilt and agony by only looking at the surface of what a situation seemed to be…. never delving into what might be hidden underneath? What if you replaced “Why is this happening to me?” with “What is this trying to tell me?”… especially when things are going wrong? What if you chose yourself instead of waiting for someone else to choose you?

You are yours before you are anyone else’s. Make sure you choose yourself first. I promise you, freedom tastes so sweet. xo, Audrey

Peace of Mind

January 4, 2018

When she was alive, I would ask my grandmother what gift she wanted for a special occasion. Each time she would tell me that all she wanted was ‘peace of mind’. As a child, I didn’t understand why she spouted this nebulous concept versus wanting a “real” present, but as an adult, I fully understand. Man do I get it now. She was tired of lies. She was tired of being a dutiful wife to a man who didn’t honor her. She was tired of not being appreciated by family who often took from her, but didn’t give back. She was weary from holding up an entire universe that never offered her rest. What she wanted was the simplest, yet most profound gift. I don’t think she realized though, that only she could give it to herself.

Some of us have been conditioned to believe that we must sacrifice ourselves, our dreams, our desires, our wellbeing, or our dignity because someone ‘needs’ us. We feel bound by obligation and contracts (legal/soul/karmic) and can often sabotage our own growth under the guise being the bigger person and putting others before ourselves. Lovers. Parents. Employers. Spouses. We allow the illusion of being needed to distract us from the fact that we are often being manipulated or emotionally abused. We’re afraid of people seeing the cracks, fissures and deceptive foundations beneath the perfect picture of our lives, so we pose and smile with tight lips - all while choking on the taste of our own suffering. We stall our spiritual journeys by looking the other way, not acknowledging misdeeds, stuffing the truth down into our shoes and pretending that we are whole — when underneath it all, we are the walking wounded; shattered, broken and numb.

If I had the chance to be with my grandmother again, we would walk hand in hand, as far and as long as she needed… until she found her peace of mind.