My relationship to spirituality has shifted more in my forties than in any other time in my life. Last week, my girlfriend and I had a session with a talented and reputable psychic to gain insight around imminent transitions in our lives. She gave us interesting information around how to “ask our guides” for help with what we desire. If the intuitive had been speaking with the 2016 version of me, I’d be all up in there, calling in my illustrious spirit guides and making some version of a vision board or a visioning painting in my journal. Instead, I noticed the 2025 version of me had so. much. resistance. (And, I’m still someone who booked a session with a psychic.)
The title of this post/newsletter is a sentence I’ve heard myself say (well, sing to the tune of the 1991 Maybelline commercial) quite often over the last decade. As my forties are winding down, I’m curious about what has changed inside of me about how I orient to my own spiri…
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