Many have asked (though others don’t care)… why, Caroline, are you leaving America the Beautiful? More than leaving anywhere, for me it boils down to going somewhere new. Why not… Panama The Beautiful or Uruguay The Beautiful… or Portugal The Beautiful?  Why, indeed, would I choose to leave my homeland for a new way of life in a new and different “homeland”? Curiosity? Fear? Adventure? Tax hedge? Or… none of the above?

I do love adventure… always have.  But until this time in my eighth decade I have not been lured away from American soil for a new set of both problems and possibilities. In a practical way, I think about “the rest of my life,” and the vulnerable unknowns about things like health, financial realities, and a nagging voice that screams to me in words such as “do it before it’s too late!”.

Do what? Experience Ayahuasca. Live where I never need a jacket. Learn a new language. Meet interesting people who have lived their whole lives outside of the United States. Things like that. And the funny thing is… I adore jackets. I have an overstuffed closet full of cute, adorable, practical, and warm jackets! I don’t even care for Chilean Chardonnay… much prefer California Chardonnay or white French Bordeaux… so what is this lure now to live in a city of a million and a half… where my view is not green grass, or the Pacific Ocean, Lake Tahoe, or a yard full of grazing deer? My view is a sea of creamy off-white and very tall buildings that dot the coastline of Panama Bay where the Panama Canal still advertises itself as one of the Wonders of the Modern World.

My “stuff” has arrived from its journey by ship and now fits within the confines of a 1,650 square foot apartment on the 61st floor of a lovely 68 story residence. No one here knows who the heck I am or what I represent in the world. No one here knows my phone number or what car I drive, as I have given up owning a car for the first time since I was sixteen years old. I love being anonymous…  except for the doorman of this building who hugs me like nobody’s business as he endearingly opens the heavy glass entrance to the chic lobby of Trump Residency Apartments! Go figure… a girl from the Kansas suburbs goes LATIN.

More things have changed during this 74th year than meets the eye. I am in love with a woman! While remaining domestically true to my partner of 17 years who is sharing this experience with me, I am living now with a new Truth… about who I am and about my capacity to love more than One while negotiating time to spend with her and away from him. This requires a partnership of gigantic proportions, and I have one of those!!!

The details are too endless and personal for this article, but suffice it to say, I am fulfilled as I navigate tender territory. I have never chosen the traditional or easy path. I am a pioneer! My great grandparents crossed America in a covered wagon only to homestead land in Iowa as the great and new country called the United States birthed its beginnings way back when.

How are these revelations impacting you? What judgments, if any, arise? What inquiries of me might inspire you to write a response? I know you are busy… busy as can bee! But at least let your mind wash over these writings and land in places where you might be living your fear of change rather than embracing it. Change is the Way of the Goddess. SHE lives for change… SHE does not live in fear of change. These meanderings, formally called a “Blog,” are designed to share my innermost self as well as knock on your inner doors.

Come Play With Me in Costa Rica! Por favor, take seriously my invitation to join me and my divine team in Costa Rica at the end of November 2018 for Sacred Sexual Awakening & Healing for Women. Jump on your fear of “not enough” and claim your courage BEYOND the fear of not enough. Such Big Magic happens when 18-24 women do a swan dive off the high board and swim in heavenly and divine waters of feminine fabulousness! The $400 off early-bird discount expires August 31st.

I want your DESIRE to emerge… to surround me and make me look timid. Jump… Leap… into the unknown. Together we will fly.

Via Con Diosa (Go with Goddess), Carolina

melania-trump-sexy-picture-donald-trump-wifeWhat moves the wife of an elected President, when overnight she becomes the “First Lady” of the nation? Where and when does the wisdom and the deep nurturing of the feminine show itself in our nation’s presidential partnership? This is a question that remains unanswered. Beneath her new designer closet and the “role” she must play, where does she bathe in deeper waters? From where does she sip her deeper nourishment? I’m not sure we will get to know these answers, but I can’t help but wonder…..

Cries of Conflict

I am aware of the tremendous cries of conflict coming from so many about the outcome of this election… an election that has owned our attention in the comfort of our homes now for some time. People are challenged by their beliefs and hopes for a better future, believing in one woman or one man to provide the magic carpet that we will ride toward the end of our troubles.

The numbers of lonely or unhappy people or simply people who are a-lone and too broke to be happy is on the rise. The worry, opinions, and despair that sweeps the land  is captured in the media, yet I continue to experience my surroundings as gentle and sane. I am very blessed. Not all are as blessed as I. Perhaps that is how it is meant to be. Without contrast we would all be the same.

More Contrast

I just returned from a few days in San Francisco, inspired by a conference I chose to attend sponsored by Katusa Research where I am being mentored in the investment opportunities within the natural resource sector. That translates as making money on the riches of mother Earth, which some would frown upon… understandably so!

I won’t defend that here, but will share the obvious contrast of seeing so many homeless living in doorways and in city parks while the “haves” stroll by in expensive suits on their way to five-star restaurants. Yet the City by the Bay appeared more glorious than ever! There is balance in that contrast and it feels like everyone has chosen their lot in life.

I Saw it Coming!

I knew for several weeks that Trump was going to surprise us all. I relaxed in front of the news, knowing it would all be okay. I just don’t trust the former Secretary of State even if she is a woman. The old guard needed to fall, and if pussy-grabbing financiers are to lead our country, there is one thing I do know: With just a little education and refinement, the world of women could be blessed by powerful men in rituals of AH (Awakening & Healing) practice!!!

And so I return to my meandering… what about those first ladies and how do they R E A L L Y feel, or do they even notice their feminine essence needs a recharge? We all do… as Sacred and Divine Femmes passionately believe. Would they stand up and howl along with us?

Who me? Policial?

I rarely dip a toe into the arena of political opinion. I remain focused on how love can grow and how healing can turn the tide of unhappiness and pain into a flowing river of hope. I am not known for speaking out about my opinions, preferences, or views concerning political issues or politicians or political parties. I don’t broadcast what I think about things I don’t fully understand. Leave me out of the arguments that ignore human kindness as the prevailing solution to many issues.

I don’t recognize my country when I allow outside views to be the camera that reflects reality. I accept that my country’s soul is in conflict. I don’t recognize dishonesty in order to claim power. I don’t recognize how power makes people say or do anything in order to have more of… what? More money? More Power?

Choose Love

We each make the choice to remain and grow in partnership and loving kindness… or not. I will continue to offer my time and wisdom in Private Immersions for women and couples, in Costa Rica with the Brand New Sacred Feminine Mystery School, and places yet to be determined. Regardless of what is going on in the land of my birth, I will continue to become someone with influence.

The First Lady Queen Caroleena in me is parting the waters of conflict toward a wake of consciousness rising. Will you join me?

Blessings Be Upon You,

Xoxo Caroline