I was raised to believe I was allergic to Cannabis…I know right? I was convinced by my baby boomer parent that I would have a seizure if I ever smoked or was even around “pot smoke”. I was adopted and raised by a mother who had suffered the trauma of having a child kidnapped and who was also abandoned by herself at 5. So needless to say she was very protective with me. Her lover had been sexually assaulted and in a state of trauma she not only supported us, she raised me. I can’t imagine what being a lesbian with a black child in 1989 could have been like. I never knew who my biological father was which resulted in not knowing half of DNA until I was 26 years old. Thankful for mouth swabs and dna databases, I found my ancestral origins and eventually reconnected with my biological mother and learned of her french ancestry as well as her admiration for the Cannabis plant as it helped immensly with her Grand mal Seizures, ironically she smoked cannabis while pregnant with me to help cope with the trauma of rape. I also finally learned how to take care of my hair and came into that #blackgirlmagic we all know so well of. The lack of knowing where half of me came from was always “my story” in the small town south. Being a half black girl raised by a single white mother, in government housing makes me feel like immense gratitude for where I am now In Colorado. I was raised Jehovah’s Witness and actively chose to leave the church at 12. I remember shrinking myself down when I would walk and be cat called because I had developed into womanhood. I remember being the poor girl who always questioned the religious views surrounding me and I remember how much lighter all of the patterns I held onto felt when I began to medicate with Cannabis and practice Reiki. It was easier to let go of my preconcieved ways of seeing people, plants, and the entire world. I moved to Colorado in late 2015 with gratitude for the way I was raised because this is where it took me.
Now I am choosing to share my story while knowing there are some other women out there who want to heal the same way I did. It is time to hold our heads high and I want to support each mother to do it! My Introduction To The Cannabis Spirit I smoked for the first time at 19 after a dear friend convinced me I had nothing to fear. She helped me realize the fear based patterns I had been repeating from a generational parenting norm. I gained so much happiness and clarity over the next few years of communicating with many different plant spirits and even crystal spirits. I began to realize I had many fear based patterns. I am still to this day awakening to these patterns and my goal is to help as many people as possible raise up out of the patterns we shrink ourselves into. I dedicated myself then to educating myself and came out of the Cannabis closet two years later when my life and my childs was saved from a life of turmoil and abuse. MY LIFE I cook, clean, take the kids to school, and I generally get shit done. I am not the mom who gets to go out to brunch ever, I have brunch everyday and it’s called 2nd breakfast. I wake before the sunrise for my sadhana and sometimes I skip three days. You can find me hiking up a glacier with a toddler on my back or canvasing the local thrift stores for bargains. I am not your the average stoner, I am not your average anything. I am just me as I am. I have two beautiful healthy children and a loving husband who opened my eyes to indepth healing with this plant. We cultivate, curate, and genuinely love the mama ganja plant. I am what I would call a Lit Lightworker, which means I utilize the healing powers of Crystals and Plant Spirit Medicine to attune to the subtle energies around me. Cannabis enhances my overall perception and aides in my intuition.
With an extensive background in Reiki, Stone Medicine, Lunar Flow, Heart Alchemy, Herbalism, Tarot, and Metaphysics, I have manifested a life full of love and gratitude to which I wake and bake and still don’t believe this is reality. RED STATE CANNABIS EXPERIENCE I remember the look in my doctors eyes when she told me I tested positive for THC. I had just gotten out of labor and sat up with a fire I have never felt and stated I knew Cannabis was medicine and I understood her protocol she had to do but I was not a danger to myself or the perfectly healthy child I delivered. An empowered mother is THE force to be reckoned with. I committed to educating all the other women I knew about the benefits and numerous ways to medicate with Cannabis whenever my doctor thought I should be on anti depressents after my son was born in 2011. I remember taking the prescription, getting it filled, taking a days dose and flushing it down the toilet. The next two years Cannabis saved me in so many ways from bringing me clarity whenever I went through divorce and had to turn over my son to a man who was cruel amd abusive to breaking me away from suicidal thoughts and actions. Most of all Cannabis deprogrammed me from being in Auto Pilot. I took charge of my health, my failing first marriage, my life, my Births, my pregnancy, MY BODY & my soul. Cannabis has lead to some dream working opportunities as well. I manage partnerships at LoveandMarij and help wedding couples to plan classy cannabis events. I also host education & empowerment workshops for women and mothers in Colordo, and California. I want women to know no matter where you are, what color your skin is, what color your state is, YOU can live in your truth! I like to say Educate and Advocate because being a light and living your truth helps others rise up to be their best cosmic cannaself. Blessings and so much love dear cannamommys💞
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