The Spark That Lit Me Up

The Spark That Lit Me Up

I’ve been doing intuitive clarity readings for over forty years.

Forty years of listening, guiding, helping people sort through the noise, and saying the thing underneath the thing.

But social media?

I came into that world quietly.

Not glamorous.

Not confident.

Not especially sure what button did what, or why I was suddenly supposed to talk to my own phone like it was normal.

I didn’t understand the landscape.

I didn’t understand the rules.

And honestly, I didn’t really understand why anyone would care what I had to say there.

Then Coffee with CSJ happened.

That was the spark.

Not because it made me trendy.

Not because it made me polished.

But because it gave me a way to speak that actually felt like mine.

That changed everything.

It reminded me that I’m not here to tiptoe.

I’m not here to whisper.

I’m not here to package myself into something smaller just because the internet likes easier women.

I’m here to say what I mean.

I’m here to light the match.

And I’m here to let myself be seen doing it.

That’s what July feels like to me.

A month for women who have been sitting on their own fire too long.

A month for bold moves, clearer voices, and finally trusting that what’s in you is enough to be seen.

Sometimes the spark you’re waiting for is not coming from somewhere else.

Sometimes you are the spark.