When the March 13th lunar eclipse hit, it wasn’t some catastrophic free-fall into chaos. Nope. It was more of a “get your house in order, bitch” moment for me. Leading up to it, I had already successfully jumped timelines not once, not twice, but four damn times. My intuition was sharper than ever. Spiritually, I was lit — fully led by the universe, with my chakras aligned like cosmic soldiers ready for battle. I was one with the energy around me; we were vibrating in total synchronicity, and baby, it was a whole-ass vibe.
A Family Emergency and the Fall from Magic
Shortly after this high-frequency glow-up, a “family emergency” (not really, but I don’t know what else to call it) popped up. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t the family drama that derailed me — it was my own intrusive thoughts projecting some 3D nonsense right back at me. Mental spirals, old fears, the whole toxic playlist started blaring. One minute I was soaring; the next, the pendulum swung hard the other way. (Life’s messy like that sometimes.) But plot twist: as of last week, everyone and everything is finally on the same damn page. The lesson? Stay out of your own way, and one must remain in the Staying #dayclubready mindset even when life tests the gangsta bitch within.
Realizing the Chakra Blockage: A Sunrise Revelation
This morning, mid-pre-sunrise bike ride (because icons do cardio before the world wakes up), I found myself spiraling into thought again. “When the fuck am I about to jump timelines again?” I know you can’t chase that shit — it won’t happen if you force it. Same way you can’t chase life or money. Turns out, my ass wasn’t vibrating high at all. My chakras were blocked — specifically my solar plexus and sacral chakras. I’d been blaming just the solar plexus, but after some serious soul searching (and multitasking with my Meta Ray-Bans while biking), I realized it was way deeper than that.
The Root of the Problem: Sacral + Solar Plexus Chakras
First off, the solar plexus chakra is your personal powerhouse — the seat of confidence and control. According to Amit Ray, “The solar plexus chakra is the center of willpower, self-confidence, and identity.” No wonder shit felt off.
But digging deeper? It was my sacral chakra that was fully clogged up. The sacral is about pleasure, creativity, emotions — you know, all the juicy parts of life that make Staying #dayclubready feel effortless and what I’ve been preaching since the inception of this blog. As Amit Ray puts it, “The sacral chakra governs your emotional body, sensuality, and creativity.” Bitch… my soul’s Wi-Fi was lagging with not even one full bar.
Signs Were There All Along (And I Was Too Busy Being Fabulous)
Reading about sacral chakra symptoms smacked me right in the face. The signs were there last year too — but leave it to me to be too busy thriving to notice. For starters, last year, I declared ORANGE as my color for Summer 2024 — bold, fiery, alive. And back on my birthday? I said orange would STILL be my color for Spring/Summer 2025. (Call me psychic, I guess.)
Turns out, orange symbolizes the sacral chakra. The universe had been whispering — no, screaming at me — that this blockage needed healing. It wasn’t just a cute aesthetic choice; it was my higher self picking the damn paint swatch for my soul’s renovation project.
The Next Level: Breaking Through and Embracing 2025
Honestly? What I want is closer than it’s ever been. Working through these energetic blocks is the final boss battle before I cash in on everything I’ve envisioned.
And holy hell, if the first four months of 2025 have been this eye-opening, May better come with fireworks and a tequila fountain because I’m ready — living the 4D in the 3D but it will soon be my 3D. (Say that three times fast!)
Staying #dayclubready isn’t just about looking hot poolside. It’s about vibrating so damn high the universe has no choice but to match your energy. Catch me clearing my sacral chakra, slaying my solar plexus healing, and riding this magic wave into the hottest summer yet.
Here’s what I’ve had on heavy rotation
Because sometimes a bad bitch needs a sound bath too.
