My 3 M’s

I am grateful today for my 3 M’s. Music, Messages, and Medical Miracles. Yes, I could call them them the 4 M’s, but I believe the “miracle” part comes with each gift I have within me. I have told people about my past as a spiritual medium, about my time in college studying medicine, and now my childhood dream of sharing my music. My blog started to become a bit disorganized because I was trying to pick from my 3 M’s and what I wanted to truly do in my life. God gave me this never ending second chance to try to live my life by exposing my heart and what it held within. I began to find myself in a tailspin trying to figure out which one was my calling. When I finally gave up control and looked into my heart, I began to see that I never had to choose, but rather I just needed to “braid” my 3 M’s and share it with others.

So, my doors are open once again for personal sessions with me as a spiritual medium. Here is a link to view some of my past work in missing persons when I appeared on “Psychic Detectives” and we re-enacted a case where I helped a family find their loved one. Secrets In The Forest (The YouTube channel that this is on is not a personal connection to me). One thing I should mention about this show is that when I worked this case I did not actually go to Texas to help find the missing male. I did all of it by phone. It was mostly just the family, the search dogs, and me. Unfortunately, television felt the need to make it look like I went there so the viewer could some how understand the story better. I did, however, go there for the filming of this.

If you are interested in having a personal session with me, please feel free to contact me at Email or leave a message on this site.

I am also open to doing missing persons cases again.


Get Well Soon

There are pieces of me that I have slowly been showing and the story as to how my life has changed. You will notice from the timeline a slowness in my blog posts and that is in part because of the MS I was diagnosed with towards the end of my breast cancer surgeries.

After about my eighth surgery from my BC reconstruct it was discovered that I had been suffering with MS for some years. Unfortunately, because we didn’t know this, a lot of damage happen to me cognitively with every surgery. The anesthesia was putting me into a relapse every time and causing a lot of scaring/lesions on my brain and spinal cord. You can only imagine what this was like for my school work in my studies. I felt as though I was becoming more ignorant with every passing day. My exams were nothing to write home about and I was very embarrassed to approach my professors.

So now I have been on this “forever medical leave” not knowing which way God is pointing me. I am grateful God has set the fire in my heart to go back to creating and writing once again. What once seemed like my life dream of being a doctor was shattered how now taught me how to follow my heart and not be afraid.

See, it was all of these “medical miracles” I went through that brought my destiny about. It took me back to a time when I was a young girl and enjoying writing songs with hopes to be a musical artist one day. The thing about having MS is you have to do things that don’t stress your mind or body out in order to keep from a relapse. Having a MS relapse for me is like a robot or computer shorting out and only getting half of your thoughts and sentences to compute. And sparks along with the smell of something burning spray from the mother board.

This is why it’s so important for me to hide/work in music. It is so healing for me and I am sure others who have hearts that move passionately with each lyric and melody. It soothes my mind and frees my heart no matter the lyrical tone.

So, I began to tell everyone a story with my blog about my breast cancer that changed into MS, but now I want to begin sharing my story about my rainbow and the pot of gold I have fallen into.

I wrote an albums worth of songs and had one turned into a demo. We are now trying to sell this song to artists in hopes that they will bring it life and help others with it.

The first song is called Get Well Soon and it means the world to me.

You can listen to a sample here

Get Well Soon

I have also made a personal video for the song with images and videos from my journey, but I am still trying to figure out how to place it on this blog 😉

So for now, keep in mind this is not the actual country sound I want for this song but it gives you an idea of the creation I am birthing.

This is a sample of the sound to new lyrics I wrote for Give Me Your Love. Having a hard time making a simpler link for you to click. Lyrics to be posted soon…make sure to read my previous post.

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Without A Voice

(This short story is based off of true life events.  I was writing new songs today for my album and realized just how much I needed to show the other part of my heart, which is with missing persons.)

Imagine yourself for a moment being able to help those who have no voice.  People who have gone missing but have no way to communicate where they are.  For 11 years my life was dedicated to helping those who had no voice.  The pain of watching families and loved ones searching tirelessly for the one they loved was the “love drug” that kept me going night and day.

It would be in the fall of 2002 when a newspaper writer from Eureka Springs, AR would contact me asking me to help with the location of a missing male named Tony.  I was told that Tony had been on a weekend vacation down to Eureka Springs with his partner Joey.  No one had any idea where he had vanished to the day he left to make a quick stop at the near-by McDonalds.   The one thing that everyone was most concerned about was that Tony had AIDS and it had been some days since he had last had his medication.  They knew that if he was left out in the elements he would not survive due to the progression of his disease.

After gathering all the information that was necessary I purchased a ticket on the next flight out of Indiana to Eureka Springs.  I had decided to stay at the same motel where Joey and Tony had stayed so I could somehow trace the footsteps he took.  Since I was going to be unfamiliar with the area I decided to contact a friend named Marcie to join me.  She knew the area of this small town well and was more than willing to help.  Our hearts poured out for Joey and the lonely search he was on.  Since this town only had a couple of detectives and officers there would be no way of getting law enforcement help unless something was found by us.  Another factor that was hampering our search was that Joey and Tony were in a gay relationship, both being sick from the HIV virus.  It is hard enough to get law enforcement to help with looking for any type of missing male but this case would be tougher because they were gay.

I finally arrived in the friendly-little town of Eureka Springs.  Everyone I came across had such a loving charm about them.  The town is nestled within the Ozark Mountains with many hidden valleys and Victorian style homes lining the main two lane road.  Looking up at all the tree tops and watching the sun dance in between the branches of the trees made me feel as though I was traveling through some type of mystical city.  There were signs everywhere pointing you in the direction of where to purchase gems and crystals from the mines near-by.

It was finally time to start searching for Tony and looking for clues as to where or what happen to him.  Joey was able to come and join us for a small walk in the area I felt needed to be searched.  Joey told me how Tony only had a backpack on him, but that he typically took it where ever he went to keep his money and necessities within.  There was a steep ravine across the street from the motel and as we walked the two blocks over to the area I began explaining to everyone that I felt we needed to walk this area just to clear out one section off our list.  As we began our climb down the hill of the ravine Joey pointed out to me that he noticed some clothing over to the right side of the hill we had just come down.  We began approaching closer to a tree that was growing out the side and there hanging from the limbs was a shirt, shorts and some underwear.  I kept thinking within me that if this was Tony’s belongings this seemed very quick to be finding something.  Joey began to scream out that these were indeed Tony’s clothes.  His eyes were filling with tears and thinking the worst about what could have happen.  He wanted to think of his disappearance in a “positive” way that possibly Tony had met someone else and rode off in their vehicle to start a new life somewhere else.

As Joey reached for the clothing I explained to him that he should not touch anything because the police would need to be called out if this was truly Tony’s stuff.  We all began to sift around more to look for any other evidence.  Reminding everyone once again that IF anything horrid had happen to Tony that we need to stay close to this area because this was typically where we might find a person who didn’t make it out alive.

The next day after the police had finished collecting all of what Joey believed was Tony’s belongings and backpack, Marcie and I made our way down another side of the ravine where I believed more evidence of Tony might be found.  Behind the McDonald’s where Tony was last seen using a phone was another large cliff that took you into a deeper part of the ravine.   This time Marcie and I had to make our way down a steep 75 foot drop.  With no way to be ladylike, we stumbled our way in.  It led us into a short branch of the ravine where we would make our way out into the wider portion of the valley.  My heart raced at the thought of how we had found what possibly were belongings he was carrying the day before and now if my research was correct we might be finding his body.  I pointed to Marcie to head in the direction of a natural spring that I could hear trickling off in the distance.  If I was correct, then Tony could be found within the rocks that lay in the bed of the spring.

It had been several months since Tony was seen last so I knew that what we would be looking for were possible remains of what was once a human body.  Every rock seemed like another piece, but unfortunately after a whole day of searching we had to call in for help.

The evening before when we were giving our information to the police, one of the female officers offered to take a walk where ever I felt there needed to be a search done.  She said she would take her dog as an extra set of eyes.  It would be this offer that would be our saving grace.  Within a couple of days Tony’s remains were found within the rocks that were nestled like a bed for the natural spring to run over.

Tony had no voice.  He had no way to communicate to us that the man he loved and trusted had taken his life.  Yes, it was obvious from the first day that Joey knew something more when he was able to walk with us easily down to the area where Tony’s belongings were.  The coroner could never label a cause of death.  Therefore, Joey would never get charged with the crime.  The police knew it was him who had caused this unnecessary death because of a past record of an old woman he called “grandma” who lost all her social security to him and then mysteriously died.  Tony had just received his first social security check and was not able to even sign his name on the back when he came up missing.  But somehow that check and several checks after that were cashed with Tony’s name upon them.

It would be another several months of working with police to get Joey to give a confession through me.  Joey did not trust anyone except for me.  Every phone call that took place after the day that Tony was discovered was recorded with Joey playing the innocent victim and I playing dumb/naïve me to what had really happen.  My stomach was always tied in knots whenever he would call to shed his tears about this “love of his life” that had now been discovered dead of undetermined causes.

I used to walk around in life with rose-colored glasses, always wanting to see the world not as it really was but as a world where you could still help someone and not have to worry about them ever doing something wrong to you or another.  The time, energy, and money that I spent seemed like a total waste (excluding the fact that Tony had been found).  My belief was, if I was kind and trusting of others then I was sure to get the same back.  I did get that back from Joey, but with wolf’s clothing upon the sheep’s skin.   Did this make my heart go cold?  It would be many more years of time, energy and money on missing persons cases before I would completely shatter my rose-colored glasses.

Another song…Sick

So, I have written another song for my shirt album I am creating.  This song is growing on me pretty strongly.  I have others that I am pretty attached to right now, but I think this one will have a place in everyone’s life some how.  When I wrote the “Get Well Soon” song, I always felt like I was sugar coating my feelings some how about being sick.  When I read through countless posts on my social media feeds on breast cancer and MS, the one thing we all have in common is how we always hear “You don’t look sick.”  Then I started thinking about people with other types of illnesses and those who choose to take their own life’s because of mental illness or broken hearts.

I really don’t have to say much more, but to allow you all an opportunity to read the song and tell me what you think.  If you have any ideas on artwork, please feel free to contribute your thoughts and ideas..  I thought just putting a box of Kleenex in black and white on the front with the tissues being a certain color coming out of the box?

Please forgive the layout of the song.  For some reason it didn’t want to lay right within my post…


But you don’t look sick!—

Neither does the girl with the HIV

But you don’t look sick!—

Neither does that guy who has decided to say good-bye.
That beautiful girl over there—

With the gorgeous curly hair—

She just finished chemo-

Three weeks ago-

And just wants to know—

But you don’t look sick!–

Because I keep running to win that race.
But you don’t look sick!–

I just can’t keep up with your pace.
You can’t see what’s

Numbing me—

You can’t feel—

The guilt I keep trying

To peel—

But you don’t look sick!—

Because I keep running to win that race!—
But you don’t look sick!-

I just can’t keep up with your pace!-
Stop pressuring me!

I’m trying to be all that I can be.

I don’t want to walk around wearing a frown,

Looking like a damn clown

In order for you to know—

But you don’t look sick!-

I just can’t do it anymore.

But you don’t look sick!

Because I keep running to win that race.

But you don’t look sick!

I just can’t keep up with your pace!—

Get Well Soon Shirts Have Arrived!

The shirts arrived yesterday and I could not be happier with the way they have turned out.  Some of the proceeds are going towards the Bright Pink Fund I am running for in the Chicago Marathon.  I hope you will pass the word around and let others know how they can help a great cause that helps bring more awareness to breast cancer.

If you choose to donate to Bright Pink instead, please feel free to visit this link  Only 82 more days until the race and I have been training hard.  This weeks long run is 17 miles….

In case you don’t known about the shirts below: On the front you will notice a wonderful piece created by an artist named Jeremy Ross Armstrong.  The back has a song that goes with the title of the art piece.  It is about a very tiny portion of my journey through breast cancer and MS.  Now all I need is a beat/melody to go with the lyrics, but this I know will come soon!

The shirts come in red, not because of a certain cause, but because these shirts can support any cause.  We all have something we are going through in life, and sometimes we just need to wear the color of Love to allow it to be seen.

New Store

I had a lot of fun with my favorite lil guy and created a cool store where you can get his image on tons of my favorite items.  It is my hope that you will find them just as fun.  Keep an eye out here for more new things popping up.  If you are interested in purchasing a limited edition Get Well Soon shirt with song lyrics, please feel free to email me at .  You cannot get these shirts at the Daisy Love online store.  Below you will find one of the items at the Daisy Love online store.  It is a Get Well Soon Towel.  You will also find phone cases, beach bags, sweatshirts, and more.  Whatever you choose to purchase, please make sure you let everyone know what you think of it.