Blind Spots?


Wanna do that thing you’ve always wanted to do? You know that thing you’re scared AF to even think too much about because how the F are you gunna pay for it/figure it out.

It’s time.

Every next level and every inner desire requires you’re bravest, most badass creative self✨The desire to be your best self if real, and it can be exceptionally intimidating.  I would love to help you timeline hop and transition as smoothly as possible.  It can be easier than you think when you learn how to stay in flow and congruent with your chart.


If you’re ready to STEP UP like the TRUE LEADER and Magical Star Being that you are then hit me up.  I can provide everything from individual one on one coaching, to world adventures that push you way past your comfort zone into your best version of self!

You’re already so close, you just can’t see it. I CAN.

Blind Spots are Blindingly Obvious to Me!👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

Message me below via the contact form if you are ready to go balls to the wall and give No Fucks for the New Year.

Tatum 😘💓👀

Ps. Need a support group to go down the rabbit hole with? Check out my FB Group Out of This World!  The perfect place to be if you are just discovering your amazing gifts from the Universe.  Maybe you consider yourself an empath? Or clairsentient?  Or maybe you’re just curious.  Either way, I’ll see you there!!  I do regular FB Live videos especially for you!

Watch Me Process

I’m feeling the edge again. It’s so frequent now you’d think it was every day. It’s like part of me is grasping the edge of a cliff, I’m just dangling.. one hand left on and I have to pull every ounce of my strength and throw my body weight into reaching my other hand up to grab the ledge.

I know I can do it, I want to know what’s up there. What am I giving my everything to? What’s it going to look like? Who is going to be there with me? Where am I? Are we staying or going? Am I alone still? Am I still on this solo journey? Or will my life partner join me? How long is the next leg of the journey? Do I pull myself up over the ledge and then have to climb mountains? Or will I wander into an oasis where I’m drinking piña coladas on my floatie?

Here’s the thing about not knowing- it’s as scary for me as it is exciting.

And sometimes in my hurry to scale the cliff I feel intense frustration and pressure. On myself. If I push too hard- if I don’t honor the rest, I don’t have the strength to make it up and over. It takes me a bit longer. And it hurts my heart. I’m generally ok with however anything turns out, lessons, pain, love.. it’s all a part of the master plan.

But here I am, on the edge every day- stretchinggggg and fuck if I don’t want to just press the button on my jet pack and get straight to that piña colada. But more growth awaits, and I will let it be. Just me and this cliff. Refueling and ready to throw my legs over the edge and roll into the dirt like the badass renegade that I am. Because once I get back up and start walking you’ll see my back, I’ll be wearing a sweet motorcycle jacket and I’ll be leading the way to heaven on earth- and I hope you’ll follow.