Feeding Your Soul

What do you do that feeds your soul? What makes your soul feel happy? Peaceful? Full? What brings out the song in your heart? Makes your feet dance?

It's very easy to answer those two questions for me.

For me its the following: quiet moments cuddled with my husband and kiddos, drives in the mountains, stepping into cold steams, meditating, rock hunting with my family, picnics by a river, camping, hiking, reading, writing, blogging, photographing, having a (some what) clean organized home, swimming, gardening, playing with the dogs, helping others, meditating, dancing, singing, talking to the Moon, sitting in the backyard and a few other miscellaneous activities.

That is a good example of what fulfills me. Some of the things that I do that feed my soul. Some of those are more important than others. Spending time with my kiddos is more important than cleaning house. I would rather be outside in Mama Nature then cooped up in a building. I'm happy walking in the mountains with my family, visiting old graves and ghost towns in the area.

Humans will remember to feed their bodies but will forget to feed their souls. Many people will forget to care for that unseen, important part of themselves the parts of our daily lives that make us smile, relax, breathe.

We are so used to living in such a hectic world, that we forget that we need those precious moments to download. We need to ground ourselves with those all too few moments that bring a smile to our lips, and a relaxation to our shoulders. We need to relax, just be, and just breathe.

Take the time to think about what you would do if you just had the time to do it. Realize those moments that calm you. Know what grounds your energies. Become aware of what recharges your batteries.

Now go do it!

It is that simple.

Make the choice to do it, and do it!

Let the dishes pile up for one night and go for walk in your neighborhood. Get the family to help with the dishes, then have a family movie night with everyone sprawled and cuddled on the floor.

I'll cut this blog short since my oldest has a sports banquet in an hour, and spending time with my family always feeds my soul!

Many Blessings and Much Love,

Andrea Faye

Fear Is The Teacher

We all have fears.

Experiencing Ophidiophobia?

Fears come in all shapes and sizes and can cause myriad forms of reaction. 

While some fears can  seem silly or strange, others are All fears are very serious to those who experience them.

Fears can cause different reactions as well. Fears may cause nervousness, crying, laughter, or full out panic attacks. Fears can cause the "fight or flight" responses, such as running away or striking out. Fears may even cause some people to embarrass themselves by way of bodily functions.

Experiencing fear is not cowardice. Fear is the mind's warning system. It is your mind reminding you that something possibly dangerous or scary is about to happen based off the remembrance of a past (life) event that may have caused you pain of some kind. Fear is a hyper-sensitivity to certain situations or things. 

If we acknowledge what we fear and learn why we fear what we do, we can overcome it's hold on us. We may still experience a twinge of fear, but you won't have the same strangle-hold that it once did.

Let me walk you through a personal story.

I have many fears and some I have had to face by force and others I have chosen to face in little steps.

One of the fears I have is a fear of heights, otherwise known as Acrophobia.

As a small child I used to have a recurring nightmares. In one of these I was getting ready to sit down at the very top of the huge metal slide at the park where I played at. All of a sudden I would fall off and as I was falling the slide, as I was falling past, turned into very large, old stone bricks and I could almost hear waves below me. The stone bricks would become the rocks of a cliff and the waves would get louder. I would see the grass of the park rising up to meet me, but I could almost see waves crashing in the grass, almost like a memory in my dream. Just seconds before I was about to crash into the grass, I would barely start to taste, smell, and feel salt water, I would startle and jerk awake.

A past life coming back to warn me?

Or just a coincidence that I also have a fear of heights?

I have tiptoed around this fear most of my life.

When I was younger I would tease myself with this fear. My dad was hospitalized several times when I was growing up. When I would go visit my dad in the hospital, he would usually be placed in one of the top floors. I would purposely lean on the windows and look as far down the building as I could. I used to love getting on the higher, scarier rides at carnivals. I used to love to sit at the very edge of cliffs.

I used to love that hair raising tingle when the fear would buzz through me. The adrenaline rush I would get was so stimulating.

Now as an adult I take my fear more seriously. Yes, I do think that it is based on a past life experience. Suicide or murder? Either way a fall that resulted in death, I am most certainly sure.

I experience Acrophobia.

I still tease myself with my fear. I love going on nature walks in the high country and going for hikes or drives on back roads in the forested mountains

The picture you see is of my son holding my hand. He is walking with me across a train trellis. It is maybe 30 feet above the ground, but it does make me a little nervous. He knows this and so he reached for my hand to help me get across. He tried telling me not to look down, which of course I had to do so I could make sure I didn't step in one of the openings between the ties.

We not only made it safely across, but he held my hand as we crossed back when our little nature walk was over.

We face our fears everyday and it should not be a daunting task. It does help if you have someone who is willing to hold your hand and guide you across the precipice. It helps if someone is willing to help you take those small steps. It helps when someone is there to encourage you to continue moving when you happen to look down and see just how far you might fall. It is very rewarding when someone goes the whole way with you and celebrates with you when you reach the other side.

Blessings and Love,

Andrea Faye

Contest, Contest, Contest 001

My first contest ever and it will not be the last!

I will be giving away 3 one-hour intuitive readings to celebrate my four year anniversary as an Ordained Minister.

All those who want a chance need only go to my Facebook page here. (Yes, it is one of those!)

I will write down all the names of those who follow the directions on the contest post. Each of my kiddos will draw a name and I will contact the winners on Facebook. Deadline is May 26th!

Each intuitive reading will be over the phone. I will pull 30+ cards in a spread that I designed myself and I will pull 3-7 items from my "hodge-podge" bag.

If  you cannot wait or know someone who would really love an intuitive reading go to my Intuitive Consultations page on this blog here. I offer a 30 minute reading as well as the 1 hour reading that is in the contest.

Please enter for your chance to win a free intuitive reading with me.

Hurry deadline is May 26th!!!


Blessings and Love
Andrea Faye

Reacting to Gossip

Life is a constant give and take of experiences.

Life/Spirit gives us ample opportunities to evolve, become, grow, change. We must choose to act and interact. We must decide what to say and do. We even have to decide what not to do.

Sir Issac Newton was right. "For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction." This scientific law can be applied to life as well. We have to embrace that we can control most of our life and all of our reactions. We need to be aware that others may be effected by our actions. We must be very conscious about the fact that we cannot control the reactions that others will have to our actions or in-actions.


We may not always see the consequences of our actions immediately, or maybe never even see them at all, but there are always consequences...reactions to everything we do or don't do. Say or don't say.

There is an unfortunate truth: the happier, more abundant and more successful our lives become, the more others will experience pain, jealousy and fear in reaction to our growth.

Other people's reactions to our life changes are completely out of our control. We can bask in the positive energies of those who support our changing lives and we must learn to accept, but shield, from any negative energies that come from those who envy and fear our success.

There will always be someone who will talk behind your back. Someone who spreads rumors.  How are you supposed to deal with this verbal energy barrage and still live a harmonious life?

The easiest action to take against bad gossip is to ignore it. Snide comments, malicious gossip, bad talking and maligning of your reputation can all be ignored. Yes, ignore it. Walk away. Play deaf. Do Not react in any way.

The people who stoop to gossiping in any form are just exhibiting where or what is lacking in their own lives through their jealous phrases.

Don't think so?

Still believe that they are just being small minded and cruel?

Then pay attention to what is being said and by whom. I realize that I just contradicted myself here, but this is the tougher road to take. Listening to what others say about you, without reacting, and studying what is being said is not the easiest thing to do.

Whatever it is about you that they are being snide about will say so much about what they truly want from and in their own life. Don't pity them, but be aware of the smallness they are feeling by what they are saying.

Try not to stoop to gossiping about the other person in retaliation for their hurtful words.
It will only get petty and possibly abusive. Instead examine what they have been saying, it will speak volumes about how they really feel about themselves. See the jealous, fear based words for what they are. A form of pity and self loathing that they are experiencing by comparing your life to theirs.

Not too long ago one of my kiddos was feeling a little overwhelmed by what another child had been saying. There was some serious, malicious gossip being spread about my child. My first instinct was to rush to defend my kiddo, but I stepped back and talked to my son about what was being said and the possible reasons for it.



After facing down the gossiper, my son talked to him about some of the similarities in their lives.  Both the other boy and my son come from broken homes. The big difference was that the other child was in the middle of a vicious push-pull custody battle with the Mom and Dad  bad mouthing each other and trying to make the poor child choose sides. My son showed this boy genuine empathy and friendship and gave the other boy what he really needed at the time...an unbiased, sympathetic, knowing listener. Someone who had gone through something similar and come out ok.

My son is now friends with this other boy and has stood by him through several other emotional events.


Words can hurt, but words express.


Listen, with an open heart. 

Be compassionate.

You could make a friend.

You might even help that person become a better person.


Wishing you Blessings and Love,
Andrea Faye

A Leap of Faith

Everything needs to begin from somewhere.

A massive acorn tree
doesn't start out as a tree. It comes from a small seed.

Humans aren't born walking, talking, and full grown. (Ouch!) We start from a minuscule egg that is fertilized by a much smaller sperm.

Everything on this planet has started out from something small. A humble beginning.

When you make the conscious choice to change the direction that your life is going in, you usually have to take that first small step in the direction that you want to go in.

It's that first small step that is the hardest to take because it is a leap of faith.

Every negative thought imaginable will pop into your head as you begin to lift your foot off the ground.

They did for me.

For each small step I have taken. I have heard those voices. Those fear-voices.

They are scared and so will you when you take that first step. That small, giant leap of faith.

Yes you may stumble. I won't lie to you. I did. More than once. It hurts.

That is why I am here. To show you that it takes a small step to move beyond where your life is at. It takes a small step to get past our boundaries, our comfort zone, to reach for the life that we know we are capable of achieving.

If and only if we can see, hear, and acknowledge the fear-voices. If and only if we can hear them for what they are and let them go. Don't ignore them. Don't smother them. Face them and love them...and let them go.

To live a life of harmony we must start from a humble beginning and take that small step... that little leap of faith.

Blessings and Love,
Andrea Faye

I'm Sorry!

Two very simple words that can mean so much.

"I'm sorry," is a sincere apology. Whether it's for bumping into another person or damaging another's property in some way. It is used to convey how much you regret the action that may have caused another to feel hurt.

"I'm sorry?" A polite attention grabber. It can be a simplified way of asking someone to repeat what they said. Said as the listener leans in to better catch what the speaker has said, in an almost intimate gesture.

"I'm sorry!" An angry or sarcastic retort. A way to inform another as to your displeasure of a situation or comment made. A simple phrase that can easily be spit out with loathing and derision.


It can also be a shield to hide a wounded heart. A meek response to lessen the attention aimed at the mutterer.

"I'm sorry," can easily become a way to mask insecurities. A way to almost apologize for the speakers very presence. A way to hide misery with an embarrassed smile. A sound that can convey so many insecurities in such a small phrase.

When a child stumbles and the first thing they utter is a mumbled apology, it seems adorable at first, but can escalate into an insecure response as the child matures. It can become a heartbreaking utterance to a caring parent or a small reward for an abuser.

"I'm sorry!" Can be a silent scream for help. Words said in the quiet fearfulness of lost hope. Words unspoken, screamed in the mind. A silent substitution for words unsaid or actions undone out of fear.

"I'm sorry," a tearful plea of forgiveness.

"I'm sorry." A simple statement of feeling unworthy of love, attention and gentleness.

"I'm sorry." My own daughter learned that phrase early and used it way to often. A sign of a traumatic childhood? Uttered to hide the emotional scars that covered her innocent mind?

So much anger, fear, resentment, abandonment, heartache, sorrow, loathing, shame hate in such a simple phrase.

To hear her small voice utter that phrase broke my heart time and time again.

She is growing into a very headstrong and opinionated young woman. The future woman slips into her still child like smile now and then. The opinions and words that spill from her lips hold the promise of a strong free thinker. She still slips those two little words it into her vocabulary now and then, mostly from habit...I hope but only time will tell.

This is my chance to say "I'm sorry," to my daughter and her brothers for not being able to step in the way of the recent heartache they faced. To say those words with full love in my heart and complete knowledge that I could not protect them.

Pain is the teacher we fear the most and sometimes a parent has to step back and let the heartache be learned. Life isn't always candy canes and roses, and pain must be felt to know the truth of situations.

So my darling perfectly-imperfect children, "I am so very sorry" that you had to suffer what you did, but I will always be here to be a shoulder you can cry on when the pain becomes to much to bear.

I'm sorry.

With Tears in my Eyes and Love in my Heart,
Blessings and Love,
Andrea Faye

Dedicated to my daughter who inspired the post and my sons. Lights of my life and loves of my soul.