Friday, August 29, 2025

What are colored bottles that we'll be using on Sept 7th at the Mirror of the Soul event?

 

I need to clarify something.
Our Sept 7th gathering—Mirror of the Soul: Full Corn Moon Experience—isn’t just another sound bath.
(See post below)

Yes, you’ll hear the crystal bowls under the peak of Full Corn Moon.
But this gathering is about much more than sound.
It’s about meeting yourself in color, vibration, and truth.

Here’s how the color portion of the event works:
✨ Choose a Colour Mirrors bottle (from rows and rows of vibrant colors) that calls to you.
✨ That bottle becomes your companion during the sound bath—amplifying the vibration of the bowls and aligning you with its unique energy.
✨ Hold it close during the guided meditation, receive a written description of its meaning, and even ask it questions during the meditation.
✨ Together, everyone will place their bottles in a central area—forming a symbol that Jaci Daley will interpret as the group’s collective message.


🚫 This is not decoration.
Colour Mirrors is a global system of colored oil-and-water bottles, created in South Africa in 2001 and used around the world for self-awareness and transformation. Each color carries a vibration that reflects back your strengths, your growth, and the next step your soul is asking for.

This is part personal journey, part collective tapestry.
And it will be unforgettable under the Full Corn Moon. 🌕

 

✨ Please join us for this two-hour experience of sound, meditation, and intention—aligned with the moon’s peak energy.
💫 Choose your Colour Mirrors bottle, tune into the crystal bowls, and discover the messages waiting for your soul.
💞 Connect, align, and share in the energy of community.



📍 Elk Haven Wellness Center (community room), Brevard, NC
🕑 Sunday, Sept 7 | 2–4 pm
🎟️ Tickets: $25

👉 click here to reserve your spot (seating is limited to 20).




Photo credit: Colour Mirrors FB page

Tuesday, August 26, 2025

Mirror of the Soul: A Full Corn Moon Experience 🌕 (Sept 7, 2-4p)

 


Announcing Our First Ever in-person Resonance Circle!

📍 Elk Haven Wellness Center, Brevard, NC
🕑 Sunday, September 7 | 2–4 pm
🎟️ Tickets: $25 | Limited to 20 seats

Step into a two-hour gathering designed to awaken inner wisdom, attune your energy, and connect with kindred spirits under the Full Corn Moon.

You’ll experience:
Color Mirror Bottle Work with Jaci Dayley — intentions + a living mandala of resonance
Crystal Bowl Sound Bath with Elise Burrows — healing solfeggio frequencies
Guided Meditation with Rachel Dickson — receiving messages from your higher self

👉 [Reserve Your Spot Here] with Paypal.

Seats are limited and expected to sell out. 
After registering, you’ll receive a confirmation email with full details (address, what to bring, and contact info).

Come with an open heart. Leave aligned, inspired, and connected.

Can't wait to see you there! 

 

Photo Credit: Image by Susana Cipriano from Pixabay

 

Thursday, August 21, 2025

Growing Up in the Shadow of Focus on the Family

When I heard today’s headline, “James Dobson, founder of Focus on the Family, has died,” I felt relief. For me, it marked the end of an era that caused deep harm in my life and in the lives of so many others.

Why relief?

Because it is finished.

Dobson’s voice was one of the loudest in shaping my parents’ worldview and, by extension, my upbringing. His books, his radio program, his version of “family values”...all of it wove its way into our household. If you’ve watched my TEDxBrevard talk, you’ll recognize echoes of this influence in my story.

One memory in particular rose to the surface today. It was 1999. I had just come out to my parents, and we were locked in a painful back-and-forth of emails where scripture was wielded like a weapon. In those days, my parents often turned to Christian organizations like Focus on the Family for “biblical guidance” about how to handle their daughter being gay.

That week, I tuned into a Focus on the Family broadcast that was devoted entirely to “the problem of homosexuality.” It was gut-wrenching to hear, but I felt I had to keep listening…because I knew my parents were listening, too. I needed to be ready for the next barrage of questions and accusations, many of which I knew would come straight from Dobson’s script.

That’s the kind of impact James Dobson had...not just ideas, but real ripple effects in families like mine, shaping conversations that cut deeply into already fragile relationships.

And yet, I will give credit where it’s due. A sad and horrifying truth buried in the history of many church families is the very real devastation that pornography inflicted—especially when husbands and fathers chose to hide it and refused to take the steps that could have brought healing to themselves and their families. I witnessed firsthand the indignity and damage it caused. Dobson named that reality and attempted to do something about it. For that, I tip my hat. He got this one right—a battle still being waged in many evangelical circles today.

But alongside that, Dobson’s legacy is heavy with words that were hateful, divisive, and dehumanizing...about women, about marriage, about LGBTQ people, about reproductive rights, and more. Those words caused real harm.

So yes, today I feel relief. An era has ended.

It is finished.

 

Photo Credit: Image by riyan hidayat from Pixabay

 

 

 


Sunday, August 3, 2025

What if the headline read: “Wild-hearted rebel seen talking to trees again?"


What if you got to write the news of your own life?
That’s where this week’s Field Notes for the Soul begins.

Every Wednesday, I send out a quiet little ripple...part reflection, part remembering, part nudge to stay wild-hearted and true.
Sometimes it’s a story. Sometimes it’s a practice.
Always, it’s an invitation to come back to your own knowing.

This week’s note is all about rewriting the inner headlines…
and remembering we get to shape the story.

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After signing up, be sure to click the confirmation email so it finds you.

 

 

Photo Credit: Image by Nature Nomad from Pixabay