Finding Your Way Home

On this day in 1997 my boyfriend (now husband) and I rolled into California in our Dodge Spirit with just a few hundred bucks, our records and our cat, Mama Kitty. The first thing I read when we got out of the car was that William S. Burroughs had died. Being one of my favorite novelists at the time I took it as a sign that I was beginning a new era in my life; one of a commitment to myself, to be the Best I could be and make a difference in the world.

One of my favorite quotes from Burroughs is “Artists to my mind are the real architects of consciousnesschange, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.”

We are the artists that create the world we want to see. We are the architects of our own reality. What brilliance are you going to design?

19 years ago I didn’t know what my path was. I just knew I would find it in California. What I didn’t know was just how complete it would make me. Sharing the medicine of the plants is my gift to make this world a better place. I hope you find your way back to yourself as I have. There is no other place you’d rather be.

May you be inspired to be Exactly who you are!

With Love,



2 thoughts on “Finding Your Way Home

  1. In July 19 years ago, I took a trip to U.S.A. with my mom. For her it was great advanture, the first and the last one outside of Europe.Five years ago, in July, my mom went away for ever. Thanks for this post, I made my own reflection on base of it.

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