When I was six, my mother used to put my little brother and me in daycare while she taught fitness classes in a nearby gym. We waited forever in this musty, small room with other children and an overwhelmed, frizzy-haired woman who was constantly trying to untangle children entwined in battles over their favorite toy.

Mother finally returned an hour and a half later, rosy-cheeked and glistening in sweat. After day care, to “reward” us for our patience, she brought us fruit ice pops from the gym lobby. We journeyed home, sucking our saccharine ice pops as they melted in the hot summer sun.

Intrinsic in our enjoyment of this dessert was the childlike thrill and acknowledgement that my mother had returned as she said she would. She had not forgotten us. We were loved.

Yet amidst the dance of fruit concentrate and artificial sugar rushed on my tongue, I recognized the taste of something else – grief.

I had a deep sense that my heart would one day ache for these moments where we were all together in joy, safe, and so close. I told my mom, and she told me not to think about it.

Yet inside, there was an ancient voice that said,

“One day, you and your brother will live apart. 

One day, your mother would grow old.

Enjoy this special moment, because it won’t last forever.”

Even as a child, I knew, that like a popsicle in the sun, these moments wouldn’t last forever. But I dismissed that wise old voice… not just on this occasion, but over and over and over again.

Until one day, as an adult, I nostalgically purchased those same ice pops. I pulled one out — raspberry flavored — had a lick, and just straight up cried.

That voice inside me was right. Nothing was the way it use to be. And because I hadn’t listened to it, I had taken many moments for granted.

Now, I find the key to healing is to validate the moments of intuition I dismissed, and to trust that voice when it decides to speak to me now.

Intuition is a wonderful gift. We must trust that all of us have that connection — regardless of our age, creed, education status, etc.

It brings profound self-confidence and healing to recognize that we each contain the knowledge of many lives lived. It is accessible when in a centered state. In my private sessions, we focus on getting you back into alignment so you can listen to that voice.

What if the key to our growth lies in communing with that inner voice, and feeling the consequence of what it has to say?

There is a message waiting in your spiritual inbox.

Will you open it?