I am writing this listening to the spring peepers in the marshland outside my window. Soon, it’ll be sunset and the rays will pour into the room, bathing everything in that golden light so sought after by photographers.
This morning, a pair of geese greeted me in the fog from my lakeside perch on the second day of my morning meditations. The sky was the kind of pale grey that holds everything without saying a word.
I missed the sanctuary with nature, yet enjoyed watching the seasons turn. As a metaphysician, I sit with people in a vibrational portal, in grief, in the frustrating ache of remembering who they were before the world told them to be something
else.
Before this life, I had another one as an executive in corporate television. For 27 years, I worked in the industry, wore the suit, competed with others, played the competitive game, and profited from the machine.
In 2006, I started the Natural Pet Expo to introduce animal owners to the importance of holistic care and nutrition well before the eruption of wellness practices.
I trained in a hierarchical, intensive, awakening lineage of magical transformation for twenty years.
Born in the Midwest, I lived on the East Coast for 17 years, and uprooted everything to began again on the front range foothills of the Rocky Mountains in Colorado.
I moved back to the Midwest, lived in an ashram for a short time and sat at the feet of avatars — a divine being or incarnation of the great Cosmic Goddess expressing itself in human form.
The ashram honored Sri Amritanandamayi Devi, also known as Amma, the hugging Saint. The hugs are more than physical. Her Presence reaches in and energetically changes you.
The term, avatar is from the Sanskrit word avatāra, meaning "descent" or "coming down," refers to the manifestation of a deity or a fully liberated soul who has transcended the cycle of birth and death to serve humanity.
My heart is with a trio of Divine Mothers that’ve crossed my path at synchronous times to include Mother Meera & Amma Karunamayi. The blessings, mystical experiences, gifts, and support from them is too numerous to even count.
They tour the world, appear live in satsangs and celebrations to represent the awakening feminine intelligence on the planet, restoring balance, teaching humanity compassion, and guiding spirits home to divine unity and wholeness.
All three deities' soul prints weave throughout my life and in the work I share. Early on, Amma Karunamayi, activated and initiated the start of my current evolutionary practice in the ancient arts of Mother Origin Magick.
One memorable moment was in Woodstock, NY, when Amma Karunamayi told me I had 1000 Divine Mothers with me. My request was relief from the terror erupting in my body at the root of neurological Lymes disease resulting in a dorsal-vagal shutdown.
At one point, I was severely cognitively disabled and credit the Mother’s foundational support as a driving force for the miracle of healing.
Most folks don’t know this part of my life. I masked it and continued to work at a reduced capacity. My consciousness-level practice of quantum alchemy was also a fundamental part of the body’s long term healing process. Neurological repair takes time and effort.
I chose the tagline ‘evolutionary energy for transformation’ as a business motto long before I truly knew what it meant or where it would take me. As a practice, Multi Dimensional Healing main constant, is that it’s always evolving to serve humanity and the world at this transformative time period.
Amma Karunamayi knew and called my energy offerings "creating magic beyond the realms of science and philosophy!"
I tell you this not as a résumé, but as a confession: I personally know trauma, suffering and the process of vibrational healing. I’ve also experienced the patriarchal model of empire from the inside. I survived it all, profited from it. And I chose service. It’s not a pretty story. My path is that of the wounded healer and consciousness bridge for transformation. Because of every event, circumstance, and experience, I could sense the unbalanced cultural model eating the world like a capitalistic machine. And eating me.
Magic saved me. Guided me. Teaches me. Heals me. Comforts me.
I learned to listen with surrender, an ancient matrilineal art. And when I show up for it, it shows up for me.
Showing up in Nature is how the Swan Medicine magic unfolded for me, through a series of mystical magical events outside normal behavior. Below, I share just a few of the odd experiences that turned into activations, initiations, and bringing forward the Mother-Source-centered modality.
Swan Medicine Spring, 2026
It’s 50 degrees as I wake up pre-dawn, which means I could start my morning Gokatta s again! And it was unexpectedly magic
After months away, I wondered if the SWANS would remember me.
I had spent all last summer earning their trust. Spring was an unknown element. And with childlike curiosity, I was showing up.
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Now, April 13 — will be forever remembered as an animated answer.
What happens when wild swans recognize you as one of their own?
It's been a long winter, and the heart and body yearned to go back to the lake.
The first warm morning I returned, I was instantly mesmerized by the misty colors washing into the reflection, erasing the boundaries. The sky merged with mist and water — reminiscent of a Monet painting. The distinction between the lake, its reflection, and the mist had dissolved.
Scenes like this are fleeting. Gone moments later as light shifts. The air was alive with potential. Songbirds sang, and the geese honked on the other side of the reeds, eventually emerging to swim by getting lost in the fog.
This breathtaking sight was enough.
Yet there was more.
A flyby of noisy geese?
No?
Were those my Trumpeter swans? I held my breath.
Enjoying the meditative sights and sounds, dots of white soon caught my eye on the far side of the lake. Their majestic forms grew bigger as they swam toward me from across the lake.
I watched in wonder as my snow white Trumpeter friends drew close, and then close still. This was unusual behavior.
From the summer of visits, I had learned their patterns, and they usually hugged the shorelines in the morning, diving for breakfast and preening their feathers in the growing light. They liked to stay away from humans.
This was different and getting more magical by the moment.
They were angling right towards my position like they knew I was there. Upon arrival, they did another unusual thing: THEY STAYED. They positioned themselves in front of my location on the shore and swam back and forth.
Time paused, and time seemed to stop as they swam back and forth, quietly at first, and then emitting their loud, resonant "oh-OH" calls
Trumpeter swans' call to keep family groups bonded across distance. And soon two more joined them. But again, they didn't wander the shoreline; they continued to swim back and forth, getting quite close.
Was I family?
Soon, a third swan joined them.
I had already texted a friend about the unusual circumstance. Was I being welcomed back, I wondered? She responded with an emphatic, "YES, of course you are."
My heart leapt — and still I could barely take it in. But here they were, trumpeting, calling, swimming, gathering.
Soon, two more joined, then others.
This behavior was so uncharacteristic of everything I had observed the previous summer. I was overwhelmed by emotion.
Tears swelled in my eyes at the thought of the swan messages of inner beauty from last fall.
As I tuned in, the love reflected was profoundly moving. There was no doubt that we were sharing mutual admiration.
As I continued to watch them, their antics showed their wildness. Flapping their wings, taking off, landing, arching in territorial displays. It was sheer joy to be so close. Caught up in the spell, minutes seemed like hours. By my count, there were 12-14 at one point, with ducks and a pair of geese joining in the revelry.
The ceremony seemed to end when bonded groups wandered off in different directions, finding their way to secluded coves, while others took flight.
This behavior is the most fascinating to watch. I've learned that swans bob their heads into a C-curve with their necks before taking off. My heart smiles in delight to hear the sound of webbed feet running across the water's surface like galloping horses to generate speed for liftoff.
The proximity charged the air with childlike excitement.
Writing this now, hours later, I have to pinch myself at the reality and sights, sounds, feelings immersed into one. As the sun brightened, the swans began to disperse to the right and left, across the lake and out of sight. I thought about starting my day.
Perhaps our thoughts were connected, because two pairs of swans swam back over seemingly to say goodbye. In my sense, it was more like, "see you again soon, we've got work to do!"
It was more than a memorable welcome back to Swan Lake! It was a recognition that I was seen, missed, and enthusiastically invited into a magical realm full of mystery.
THE MAGIC CONTINUED
On Sunday, April 21st, the Swan medicine continues
d. My body woke up sluggish around dawn. It’s still healing, unfreezing, finding safety. It was a solid 30 minutes before arriving at my beloved swan sanctuary. Washing my face, dipping my feet and splashing lake water on my temple, heart, and belly have been a regular ritual as I asked the lake for sustenance. Thanking her, I settled into nature's meditation: my medicine. Songbirds, geese honks, gentle breezes, musky marshland filled my senses.
The swans were nowhere in sight.
Wednesday April 25
More swan medicine! Landed on the lake, swan in a direct line toward my shore position, and swam in front of me back and forth for about 10-15 minutes.
The Spring Swan initiations were a continuation of last fall.
Stay tuned for more....
May into June created more swan visitations that resulted in activations, initiations, and energy infusions designed to teach and share in groups. To get first-hand accounts, you may want to join the AWE AND WONDER CLUB on WhatsApp, where I post daily happenings.
Both Evolving Potential and Awakening Feminine Magic series are foundational Swan Medicine as vehicles for Infinite Grace to serve your personal transformation as a collective