I was born for a 5 dollar linen charge at Fort Stewart in Georgia. My father was in the Army so until 3rd grade we bounced back and forth between Vermont and the south Alabama, Virginia, Florida…

When we weren’t on base somewhere we lived in North Hero on Lake Champlain. It’s a little island wedged up in the north east corner of Vermont, with New York to the west and the Canadian border 10 minutes to the north.

Endless generations of my family are from North Hero and my father still lives in the original farmhouse. It looks JUST like the Walton’s house.

I was lucky enough to have had a charmed childhood growing up on a beach sailing, swimming having barbeques with the cousins all summer and within 30 minutes of a dozen ski slopes in the winter.

My little sister, brother and I went to the teeny little elementary school on the island, 50 some odd kids in 1st thru 8th grades. From there we went to Essex Junction High school over the drawbridge and thru the woods all the way into Town. Finally I went to three different colleges before settling down at Burlington College where I graduated in 1992. It’s a funky little private alternative college overlooking the lake.

In 1992 Sam, the first of our three beautiful boys was born. Sam was followed by Ethan in 1996 and Hayden in 2003. They are quite artistically inclined themselves. They love to draw, paint, cut and glue on anything, anywhere anytime. Our playroom wall can attest to that fact. Art is definitely a family thing; my grandmother taught painting at the University of Vermont for years. We all do one creative thing or another.

My husband Craig and I moved from Vermont to Texas over New Year’s as 1998 became 1999. Craig had been job hunting all over the world, but my dearest childhood friend Suzanne asked us to give Austin a try. We flew in with high hopes of seeing some cacti and cowboys but never did see much of either. She, however, arrange for us all to go the ocean and there was no snow and we were sold!

A couple of years later my husband was asked to interview Joe Vitale for work and when I heard that Joe had agreed to the interview I made Craig take me with him! Joe was more reclusive in those days, so being granted an interview was HUGE. We all hit it off and can’t imagine life without Joe now; so hopefully the idea of moving will lose it’s appeal :)

It was because of one of Joe’s Manifestation events that I found out about my whole Healing Hands thing. I can see now from the advantage that hindsight affords a person that there were clues along the way growing up that I didn’t recognize at the time.

In the early nineties I went to massage school for two years after college and heard over and over again “ohhh you have such healing hands.” I didn’t think much of it though. I figured what else would a person say? Who doesn’t like a massage?

BUT then in November of 2006 when I was at Joe’s Manifestation 2 seminar an incredible woman named Perenna Flemming suddenly popped up from her chair at dinner and was bustling about from table to table with some urgency asking at each if anyone was in pain.

Her hands were red hot and she explained when she stopped by our table that it meant someone in the room was in pain. Before the first sentences of explanation had even escaped her lips I felt a flash quicker than a thought can consciously be registered. My heart screamed into my mind OH MY GOD I WANT THAT!

This woman has the ability to make people feel better! I couldn’t think of anything better. At the time I didn’t realize the other qualities that such a gift required of Miss Perenna…

So it turns out the person in pain was my friend Mark Ryan, sitting to my left stoically ignoring a tooth ache all through our amazing dinner conversation. Perenna stood next to Mark with her hands just above his face for about 15 minutes until she had cooled down and Mark felt better.

When the seminar was over Mark came to our house for dinner. He is an incredibly gifted person with the ability to gently but firmly transition a person through enormous personal growth type paradigm shifts.

He has a gift for allowing what ever God needs to tell a person to come thru him and is as amazed by what he hears as the person hearing it. After dinner was over and the kids had been put to bed Mark, Craig and I sat down by the fire to enjoy some Scotch, or tea in my case. He was barely fully seated when he looked me in the eyes and with much conviction announced “So let’s talk about you.” It was a little like being on the hot seat only fascinating. “You have the gift of healing it comes through your hands and in your eyes. It comes from your heart. You came here with a purpose, to spread love.”

A lot that never made sense before suddenly did. I had never known why I’d heat up to what felt like 4000 degrees and turn red. I assumed I had some sort of a hormone imbalance. Nope, if I put my hands on a person in pain when I am 4000 degrees in a matter of a few minutes their pain is gone. If I don’t let that energy out it runs amuck in my body. Since I have become aware of this ability it has evolved and it has really made me to grow as a person. In the beginning it was REALLY scary for me to admit such a thing to the people I know and come in contact with. I was REALLY afraid of people’s reactions and realized then how fearless and amazingly courageous Perenna is for trotting around bravely, openly, unabashedly loving people.

Telling my first neighbor was excruciating, but I was candy apple red and it deserved an explanation. Having to strip naked in front of a large crowd might have been more preferable at the time. If I wasn’t already bright red and boiling hot I would have been anyway from the horrific embarrassment and nervousness about the reaction I was about to recieve. So its amazing that it is only a few months later and I am TOTALLY comfortable with the idea of the whole world knowing. I am also amazed with the ways in which these abilities are evolving. Literally about once a week a new ability seems to arrive, sometimes gently and sweetly but more often like a blow to the head or a geyser. I am studying with some fascinating people to understand and manage the whole thing better. There have been ecstatic ups and incapacitating downs but all in all what a gift to be Waking Up in this way! I am truly grateful and doing my very best to honor this process.

So a happy bonus of having healing hands and loving to paint is that the ability to heal with my hands infuses my paintings! And when I get in the Zone while painting inspiration appears to be taking over and infusing magical things into my paintings. I still can’t find them myself but people swear there are angels in the Bluebonnets. And I can hardly wait to hear what experiences people will have with the strawberry. As an experiment I have been wearing a teeny version of the strawberry in a pendant as a necklace to see what happens. So many people wrote in about the miraculous events the happened as a result of wearing the bluebonnet as a necklace. There is definitely a difference in the quality of my experience wearing the necklace but I am not sure if it has to do with the expectation that I am holding, looking for love around every corner or not; or if it is even important to know which came first the chicken or the egg.

So I dedicate this website to Joe Vitale, an awe inspiring soul, an incredible man, a miracle making machine and a true friend. My life would not be the magical place that it is without him in it. It’s “The Joe Effect” stronger than a tsunami of love, quicker than a bolt of lightning, able to cause a miracle with a single inspiration, causing transformation Universe wide!


Love You Joe!