Unmasking with Cris Beasley

Cris Beasley
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Artist, musician, coach, technologist, healer, creator of an oracle deck based on the Enneagram – all wrapped up in a late-diagnosed AuDHD little firecracker. Comedy, consciousness, and curse words... yes, please. crisbeasley.substack.com

  1. 3H AGO

    It's Hard to be on the Planet Right Now.

    crisbeasley.com Substack Okay, it is 10:37 a.m. on Sunday, February 8th, and I have taken a handshake dose of bufo. It’s bringing up so many really painful things that I haven’t known how to talk about. It feels important to locate myself in the context. I’m a white woman, very British, on beautiful land called Oaxaca, Oaxaca de Juárez, of the Mixtec and the Zapotec beautiful indigenous heritage here that I feel, but still wouldn’t say I have any deep understanding of. But I feel — and I’m deeply grateful for this land, because I can work with bufo here. The gift of this sacred medicine cannot be expressed. The depth of gratitude that I have to be on this land, in the body that I’m in, carrying the karma that I carry, and the profound lack of understanding of that karma. What it is to be legal in this body, pursuing my soul’s dharma. I feel very grateful that I can legally have bufo on this land. There are many things that are core to my existence as a being, as a woman, as a Cris Beasley, that make me illegal in the country of my birth, in some senses. Perhaps — I don’t want to exaggerate — but perhaps we all have to find the place where we can exist. It is so complex, this net of the Maya, the overriding message. The reason I recorded today was to say: I am facing — and I believe we all are facing, on some level — the existential terror of realizing we have already woken up. We are already awake. We are already enlightened beings. We are already fully realized beings. It’s f*****g terrifying. I’m like, oh shit, not only am I awake right now, I’ve been awake for a long time, and I’ve been existing in what it is to be aware 100% of the time of where we are, feeling everything. In certain moments, I wanted to forget, but taking mushrooms makes me more aware. Smoking weed, having edibles makes me more aware. I feel more awake, and there have been some moments where I just wanted a break. I just wanted to be able to forget again for a while. I just wanted to untake the pill of the knowing. Was I red-pilled, or black-pilled, or white-pilled? No — we all watched The Matrix. We’ve been awake for a long time. We have been awake for a long time, and we’re facing — I’m facing — the existential terror of what it is to realize that I’m not going back to sleep. It’s crushing to witness the amount of pain that’s happening right now. It’s crushing. Why are we doing this? Why are we doing this at all? The existential terror of this — I’ve never been to the point where I didn’t want to be on the planet anymore, where I wanted to kill myself. I’ve never wanted to kill myself, but I really understand how there are people who experience this much suffering, they just don’t have a way out. They’re awake, and they can’t do anything about it, or at least they don’t remember that they can. I had never touched that place prior to my dark night of the soul. Lord, bless how self-absorbed I was. I just had never been there. Apologies to all the people who knew me through that period and were like, “She is so shallow.” I was so shallow. Welcome to Enneagram 3 — we’re shallow, and we don’t even know it. We’re trying so hard. Bless us. We’re trying so hard. We have no idea. I had no idea who I was. I’m crying. I gotta wipe away these tears. I’m just trying to come to grips with this. I’m grateful that I have money in the savings account that’s allowed me to not have to grapple with these questions in the midst of a full-time or even part-time job. I feel so grateful that my soul set me up to be able to do this deep exploration. Apparently, I have some things to share from it, because I’ve had the beautiful luxury of being able to sit and watch a lot of YouTube and listen to a lot of podcasts. I pretty much consume media all day every day. I try to take breaks on Sunday, but I’m not very good at that. I need more time in nature. I need more play. I need less digital. From noon every day until I go to sleep at 9:30, I’m pretty much either producing content or consuming content. This is a voracious mind that I have. It’s great, it’s lovely, but I’m also having to learn to protect my stillness. It’s hard. It’s hard to feel all of this. It’s really, really hard to be awake during all this, and I’m searching for my way through it. I’m searching for my connection to the collective, to my expression of superabundance, my journey with money, my journey with visibility, my journey with authenticity, my journey with making music, letting my voice come out. I nearly didn’t publish that last episode — I held back because I was like, “It’s so incoherent. Nobody’s going to be able to follow this.” I don’t tie things up in a neat bow. I don’t finish my thoughts. I forget to say the most important thing. I forgot to say my mother’s autistic — because some of these things are just hard for me to say still. My mother’s autistic. Pretty sure I’m autistic. My aunt’s autistic. My father not, but my grandfather was — that whole matrilineal line tracing through my grandfather, my mother’s father. I forget to make the most important points. I forget to say them clearly. I forget to articulate the headline. I bury the lede. I’m dancing the line between: am I just half-assing this? If I have the strength to do it wrong, do I have the strength to do it right? Can I just say the most important thing? A lifetime of half-assing, caught in between a lifetime of perfectionism, just trying to dance that dance. It’s so hard. It’s just so hard right now. I was in a space not so long ago — a conference, spiritual people — and we didn’t cry together, almost nobody named how hard it is right now, because probably the dam would have burst. I get it. This conference is not slated to be a church service where everybody goes down to the altar and cries and speaks in tongues. That’s kind of what I’m missing. I’m missing that space. I don’t want it to be a Pentecostal church by any stretch, but I’m missing that space where we can all stand up and say, “It’s really hard right now.” We’re missing that space to cry together, and sing together, and just show up consistently. Some days we cry together. Some days we laugh together. Some days we laugh and cry at the same time together. Trying to make that space — I don’t know how. I don’t see anybody else who has. There are other people who come from the same background that I have, they’re all in the same boat. We’re still missing that community. We’re still missing that space that’s safe. All right — let’s see if I can tie this one up in a bow. I still crave to hear from you. Several people did reach out via various methods — some texted me on the Substack app, some people emailed me, some people commented — I loved every single one. So if you feel motivated to reach back and say hi, I really appreciate it. I’ve got so much more that I want to do together, but firstly, I just want us to get together and talk. I just want us to talk about it. With that, hopefully I’ll have the courage to play out on a song. I’m going to do that — or if not, I’m going to put it up on SoundCloud so you can listen to it separately. I don’t have a team yet. I have to do all my own production, it’s driving me crazy. At some point there will be a team — so say my guides — a team helping me do this production work and get the podcasts just a little bit better. I would love to be playing you out on the song I recorded in Los Angeles last week. This is the most my voice has ever come through. I’m singing in light language, picking up the pieces of the Christian church, of the Pentecostal church, the many beautiful gifts of the music, going into altered states of consciousness, and releasing on a deep level. I don’t even fully know what’s going on. I really would like somebody to scan my brain so they can tell me, “Oh, you went into theta brainwave state.” I’ll be like, “Cool.” I’m going somewhere, and I hope it takes you on a journey as well. So with that, I will say: be good, but not too good. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit crisbeasley.substack.com/subscribe

    31 min

  2. FEB 6

    A Call to All of Us Awkwardly Finding Our Voices

    Coming to grips with autism + ADHD, the inheritance I got from my mother. Realizing that the reason I burned out so many times from my early 30's onwards was that I just didn't know how to speak what was actually true about myself. I didn't even know myself. This is the journey back with the strength to keep speaking even when people don't like it. Substack crisbeasley.com This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit crisbeasley.substack.com/subscribe

    25 min

  3. FEB 1

    What's Happening with Money? February 2026

    I am not a financial advisor. Consult appropriate experts. Correction: Gold was $1,300 in 2018, not $1,800 as I said. That's even worse news for how much the dollar has slipped.Nate Hagens Great Simplification Clive Owens on gold crash Jan 30th Lex Friedman on F**k You Money find me:crisbeasley.comSubstack This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit crisbeasley.substack.com/subscribe

    24 min

  4. SEASON 2, EPISODE 1 TRAILER

    Season 2 Trailer and Big Announcements

    crisbeasley.substack.com crisbeasley.comHello and welcome to season two of Unmasking with Cris Beasley. I am your host, the aforementioned Cris Beasley, and the new name denotes the massive earthquake that has opened up in my self-understanding over the last months. Those of you who have been following along with The Telepathy Tapes may have already started to become fascinated with autism, and perhaps you even wonder, am I autistic? That was definitely me. In the same way that for many years I was like, am I ADHD? My mom was formally diagnosed, and yes, probably. It’s been a wild ride. I’ve been working with what is widely called the most powerful psychedelic on the planet, 5-MeO-DMT. I’ve been microdosing it, and it has opened up pathways for me to look at things that I hadn’t—it’s not that I hadn’t wanted to look at them before, but it’s very difficult to look at things that you don’t even know exist. I’m a firm believer that what is locked away in our subconscious has wisdom to it, that we can’t look at certain chapters of our own story until we have the strength and grounding to do so. I ’m going to be covering many topics in season two. We’re going to go down many tangents and rabbit holes. I’m starting to understand with this autistic diagnosis as I read more about the characteristics of neurodivergent people what this brain is for, and why, for most of my life, I have felt like the weird one, and I didn’t understand why the world didn’t seem to be shaped in my shape. Season two is going to be about giving myself permission to be weird and to stop apologizing for the things that people don’t understand about me, and to embrace that this is how I am. I’m supposed to be this way. It has a function. Top line information about season two: even though episodes might have a title and appear to be about a thing, it’s better to think about each episode as the central node that we’re going to keep coming back to throughout the episode, but the purpose of each podcast is to expand the concept of what each topic connects to. There are other people who are more expert in each of these nodes than I will ever be because they have a brain that goes into the detail and studies the stuff in a comprehensive fashion. I’m going to leave links to these people’s excellent work—YouTube channels, books, podcasts—so that if you want to know where I’m getting my information from, you can tune in to the experts that I’m using to inform my viewpoints. I have a synthesizing brain. I’m interested in everything (other than sports.) I’m even sometimes interested in politics. I’m interested in everything from house construction to the microbiome, gardening, and precious metals futures, and the world economy. It’s so many different topics, I literally could not list them all. I’m going to stop apologizing for being interested in nearly everything. I’m going to look at my synthesizing feature as the thing my brain was designed for. This is what I’m here to do. I’m here like a brain neuron network to trace the pathways between things. And once you see that these things are connected, it’s very obvious. Sometimes when I’m explaining things, I know I’ve done it well when people are like, yeah, of course it’s like that. But they didn’t know it before then. And that’s the sensation that I have within myself, where I go, “Of course, it works like that.” I understand why the obesity epidemic—it took me years to figure out the obesity epidemic, and now when I look at it, I’m like, yeah, that’s exactly what’s happening. There are many pieces to it. There’s not just one input to answering it with any kind of satisfaction, but now that I look at it, I totally get it. I totally get why we are where we are and what we can start to do to dig out of it. These are not necessarily easy things to do, but there are some simple ways of starting to understand extraordinarily complex system change. Everyone knows that we’re in the midst of immense change on the whole planet right now. It seems everyone understands that shit’s going down. Many cultures marked this time as a moment of change. The Mayan calendar with 2012 being one of the most famous, but there are many prophecies about this time being this enormous, potent moment of change. Much of what we’re going to talk about, if not all, is connected to how we make sense of the chaos, how we can work with the chaos and flow with it to do what it’s here to do, because it’s unavoidable. It’s totally unavoidable, and it is good. It’s absolutely 100% for the good of all on the planet, but the next couple of decades are going to be challenging. We’re stripping away the systems of control, the ways in which we were taught to behave and be obedient, the subconscious programming that’s being weaponized against us to keep us unhappy. It’s all breaking apart right now. There are many forces that are pushing up from below like a tree root that can lift a whole house. That’s what’s happening right now. It’s not scary unless we try to do it alone. It’s not scary if we let our identities dissolve, if we let ourselves no longer be labeled into boxes of people who are told they have the right to hate each other, to insult each other. We’re breaking down the silos. I’m here to break down those silos of the false identities that tell us how we’re supposed to behave, how we’re supposed to talk, how we’re not supposed to talk, how we’re supposed to dress, how we’re not supposed to dress. All these things signal that I am a part of a group. I am of a group that’s a part of you or not a part of you. That’s going to tell me whether I should trust you or not trust you. But we’re deconstructing so much of this tribal programming over the next decades. Let’s bring it back to autism. The unmasking that is happening for me personally, I know is happening for many people, whether or not you consider yourself autistic. This is a year where many people are choosing to step into our voices, and I want us to do it together. I know in my bones that we need safe spaces to come back to after we went out into the world, and we were brave, but it went badly. I’ve been trying to step into my voice. I was cut out of a community that I had been a volunteer in for like the first five years of this event, led by two white men about my same age. They found the commentary I was starting to write about sex and relationships and women stepping into their power, and they did not know how to moderate me. I was causing too much conversation. I went back into my little hole after that because I learned the wrong lesson. I mean, it was true—you do get cut out of communities—but it was hard. I didn’t take away the lesson that I did the right thing. I did it perfectly well, or at least reasonably well. I wasn’t a horrible person, and I didn’t deserve to be treated the way that I was treated. That’s not the lesson that I took away from it. Instead, I hid for a bunch of more years. Then I tried various other times—many, I don’t know how many we’ll have time to talk about—but many various other moments where I tried to step into my voice and somebody didn’t like it. I was like, damn, it keeps happening. I must be doing it wrong, and I kept going back into my hole. This time I’m not going back into my hole. If you’re on that journey as well, if you already did it, please share some tips. Help a girl out. I could use some solidarity from some people ahead of me on this. And if you’re in it, or if you want to get started in it, let’s do it. There ain’t no time but the present, we gotta get going. We’re going to talk about a whole bunch of stuff. And basically everything that I’m talking about is going to piss somebody off. Because it’s all connected. Everything that I’m going to be talking about is connected to what we’re doing to free ourselves from the b******t that is keeping us sick, that is keeping us invisible, that is keeping us poor, that is keeping us frustrated, resentful, not in relationships with the correct people, people pleasing some people that don’t even appreciate it. They like what they get from us, but if we stop giving it to them, they’re going to behave badly. I’ve left some relationships like that. It was not pleasant. So painful. Because you think these people are your people. At the very least, you think, I don’t know if I’ll have any other people. If I leave these, they’re probably as good as I’m going to get. I can’t afford to not have a best friend or a boyfriend or a girlfriend or whatever. But no, that’s not true. It’s all b******t. So let’s find each other. I’m going to be talking about the world economy, the price of gold, the Epstein files. We’re going to talk about Trump’s fall. That shit’s about to get lit on fire. We have gone over the log flume, kids. We are on the ride, and we’re going to make it. I’m telling you, we’re going to make it. We’re going to do it and we’re going to do it together. We’re going to find each other. We’re going to clear off a whole bunch of b******t. There’s so much b******t, I can’t even go down that tangent… so many tangents. There are so many fights that are not even about the thing that is important. We have to stop getting drawn into the b******t fights and talk about what’s really important. What else are we going to talk about? We’re going to talk about art. We’re going to talk about giving up hatred of others, other races, other genders, trans people, gay people, whatever. We have to give up our hatred of other people. We’ve been trained to hate each other. We’ve been trained to misunderstand each other, to stereotype each other. And some of this shit’s still deep in me. It’s implanted deep in us, the mistrust of each other, but we’re coming o

    17 min

  5. JAN 22

    I Went To the Place Where We All Have Awakened

    It is presently half past nine in the evening. I’m going to attempt to catch the uncatchable, the unputtable-into-words experience of awakening that I had today. I say “awakening” with some amount of scare quotes in there because it feels so wild to say, “Oh hey, I awakened today.” But what I know is that when I was in the experience, it was made very clear to me that there was a part that I touched that was a completely realized, awake being. That’s the first time that I have touched that place before. It was absolutely incredible. What’s funny about this experience is that this feeling of awakening was so profound and so pervasive that I thought all of humanity had awakened. I was like, “Oh shit, it’s already here?! What is today? Like the 13th of January, 14th of January, 2026. I didn’t think we would make it here this fast. Damn, this is awesome, with Trump in the White House, and everything just flayed open, but we made it!” There’s nothing to do. There’s nothing to worry about. Those words, these words, they just don’t fully capture it. It’s so far beyond, which I know sounds stupid, but these words are the best I have, so we make do. I really thought that when I came down out of this high, that I was going to call my friends and that everyone on the planet would have had this awakening experience at the same moment. We would all be like, “Oh gosh, this is amazing.” I literally thought all of humanity had awakened with me. Let me just give you a little context about Bufo. For those of you who have not worked with the medicine or are not familiar with it, it is considered widely to be the most powerful psychedelic on the planet. Some call it the God molecule, 5-MeO-DMT. It is collected from the toad, expressed from the glands on the back. It is a venom that is smoked. Yet it’s so gentle. It is so extraordinary and exquisite. My intention for today has been to dissolve fear because there’s always anxiety that comes up before dosing on the medicine. Then, as I’m inhaling, as it’s kicking in, there’s fear. What’s very merciful about this medicine is that it dissolves the fear. Often, I am doing some amount of purging. The fear physically leaves my body as I am vomiting. Of course, we have this ugly word, vomit, in English. But if I understand correctly, in many other languages, it means to get well. To vomit is to get well. That’s absolutely what I experience every time I go through this process. What is there to say about such an extraordinary, ineffable experience? I thought we all awakened together. I thought the whole planet was having this experience of unity consciousness at the same time as me. It was pretty wild. It was like, well, there’s nothing to do, but we’re not dead, so we might as well do something anyway. It brought a sense of lightness and aliveness. At the same time being poured back into this physical body. It’s an extraordinarily humbling experience coming back into the anger, the layers of, I mean, if you haven’t worked with Bufo. Maybe if you can imagine eight different threads that you’re currently pulling on and investigating in your life. I don’t know. How does the universe work? Is it this way or is that that way? I’m just going to live into this question and see what evidence the universe brings. If I handle it this way, if I wait, if I rush, if I hurry, how is this going to play out? The universe is in conversation with me. It’s like, oh, yeah, that’s how that played out. Oh, okay. Then I can look in the rearview mirror and go, all right, I see what we’re doing here. I see what I’m being asked to shift into. But at any given time, there’s a bunch of those different threads being pulled, many different things, like my cats are not getting along, financial decisions being made, and all these somewhat disconnected questions that I’m living into in my life. There are so many decisions that I need to make. How do I prioritize all these competing things that need to be done? Bufo comes through, and it just pulls on like all eight of those strings at once. So I’m coming back from this profound experience where we are all awake already, everything is perfection, and there is nothing wrong. There’s nothing that I must fix. I think this might be the first time in my life that I’ve ever felt in my body there was nothing for me to fix, nothing for me to do or to figure out or to know that I didn’t already know. So exquisite. Such a relief to know that that place even exists. Then, as I’m poured back into the density of this body, I lay down on my bed, and my body began to… not exactly shake, more like make these very detailed circular movements that felt very much like unbraiding an intricate braid. As I’m doing this, my old patterns of behavior are releasing. I’m saying to myself, “Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no. I will not be doing that thing that I thought I might do. I will not be handling it that way.” My body is shifting. My body is shifting. I’m giving myself permission to feel as I feel. All this new information is coming in as all these different threads get pulled through. It’s just a bit of, I don’t want to say it’s a bit of a mindfuck because that makes it sound like I’m getting scrambled. It’s the opposite of that. It’s that things are being put back into order, even though I have the slightest clue what the order will be once it’s in that order. There’s some deeper surrender to the process that is, yes, it’s founded in trust. Yes, it’s founded in the dissolving of the fear that the medicine has been helping me with for, I don’t know, maybe two, three years. It doesn’t even cost as much as faith or trust. It’s just this allowance of what is happening to happen and not needing to control it so much anymore, which has definitely been a big arrow piercing through the stories of my life. I just don’t have to understand, control, or fix all this stuff. It’s really difficult to accept for some part of me who’s done that my whole life, perhaps taking an identity of being the person who understands well enough to fix, to control. Who am I if I’m not that person who’s the best at fixing and controlling? I don’t know, but I like her. I really like her. The more I do that, the more I like her, meaning me. So, Bufo… I have wanted to talk about it, and then I haven’t wanted to talk about it again, and then I have wanted to talk about it. It’s very complex for me. I don’t come from a lineage of curanderas in the tradition of Bufo. I’m a white woman. I can’t apologize for being a white woman. I also don’t wish to mask, hide, and censor whole portions of my experience. So, I’m talking about this today with some trepidation. I think everybody should by now understand that I’m a white lady talking about a traditional medicine. This only represents my personal perspective. I absolutely don’t recommend that you work with this medicine in the way that I do. I’m only here to share the experience and the perspective for what it is, not to aggrandize it. But also, my tendency has been to shut myself up. I’m really, really lonely when I do that. So, I’m trying to learn to stop making myself invisible and to instead become transparent to myself, transparent to others, and transparent in public. Oh my god, I feel like I could die, but I’m gonna do it anyway. So, here we go. I’ve been working with Bufo in handshake doses, very tiny little doses, because I work primarily by myself. Sometimes I have someone on Zoom. Sometimes I have someone physically, but most of the time I’m working with it, just me and the cats. Don’t you? It’s me, the cats, and a bowl of papaya. That’s what we got. We got a yoga mat. We got some incense. I need to work with a small enough dose that I don’t lose consciousness. I don’t want to endanger myself physically for obvious reasons. It’s been a process of dissolving fear since the very beginning. Every dose dissolves another layer of fear. Every journey, every ceremony dissolves another layer of misunderstanding and helps me remember. Also, it has literally helped my memory come back together. For those of you who’ve been following along for a while, you may remember that I had an accidental overdose, which was Prozac, by the way. I took a month of Prozac by accident due to a pharmacy error, which significantly impacted my nervous system for a very long period of time. I was in bed for seven weeks. I lost down to something like 85 pounds, maybe less. Yeah, it was a really difficult time. I’d been having memory issues for a while that caused a lot of anxiety. I don’t know why it was the case that whenever I would try to use my sound equipment, it would cause immense anxiety to unplug the system and plug it back in. I would just shut down. I could not connect and reconnect my equipment, which made doing one of the things I love the most in the world stressful. It was not good times. I had to get little Tile finders to put on my keys and my wallet. I even tied one to a coat rack so that I wouldn’t have to look for the Tile to find my phone. Anyway, created this whole elaborate system of Tile tags on everything because I just couldn’t do these really basic things, like trying to leave the house. I would go into a spin because I couldn’t find my keys, couldn’t find my wallet. Anyway, I rarely use my Tile tags anymore because my brain got stitched back together in the process of these many journeys. Plugging in my sound equipment is not stressful at all anymore. I’m so beyond humbled and grateful that this medicine exists and that I was brought into it by a dear soul sister of mine, which makes me cry. I feel so grateful that I get to do this work with this medicine. Today, I did two successive small doses and hit this level of consciousness. I hit a well of what it is to be a fully awakened, realized

    21 min

  6. JAN 9

    You Shouldn't Have to Die Inside To Stay Alive

    What if the whole “find your passion in life” is just a bait-and-switch to keep you from noticing the real heist—your birthright to create without selling the tenderest parts of your soul at a yard sale? In the next seventeen minutes, we’ll follow the money trail from your kitchen-table “just-for-fun” doodles to the boardrooms that still can’t decide whether femmework counts as labor, and we’ll land on a dead-simple rule: the yang job pays the rent, the yin joy pays the soul, and never the twain shall invoice on the same stationery. Stay with us—by the end you’ll know exactly how to protect the part of you that sings from the part of you that files taxes, and why mixing them up makes even trillionaires miserable. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit crisbeasley.substack.com/subscribe

    17 min

  7. 11/07/2025

    Forgiving Grandpa

    Well, this one’s a tearjerker… Transcript So this is my mama, Paula Beasley, on the day of her graduation. She was living in Cape Girardeau, Missouri, and we were living in Pocahontas, Arkansas. My mom didn’t raise me. She was disabled from birth, so my granny raised me, Virginia Beasley. She was looking very mysterious, a little mischievous here in this picture, which I really like. She didn’t look like this so often, but when I see this picture of her, I’m like, oh yeah, I’m definitely related to that lady. The story tonight is actually about my grandfather, Paul. This is the first year Paul has been on the Dia de Muertos altar. He’s my beloved Uncle Joe’s brother. Uncle Joe was a big fixture in my life. My other uncles were a big deal as well, but I didn’t hardly know my grandfather. I put him on the table this year for the first time. I’ve been working on forgiveness. This is a hard story for me to tell. I’ve been mad at my grandfather for a long time, and he’s been dead a long time. My particular cosmology is that when you die, you have a life review. He died, and he saw what he did, but I’ve still been holding in my body a lot of hatred, to be honest, because he cheated on my granny. When she divorced him, he disowned my mother, and my aunt, and me. He actually told his brother Joe he would disown him, too if he continued to have anything to do with us, but my uncle Joe told his brother what he could do with it. So Joe was still in my life. [neighbor dogs barking] Oh, the doggies, the doggies here. I think they’re upset by this story as well. So I was mad like them dogs, and I’m still partly mad, but I know it’s just poison in my bones. Forgiveness is not a process I understand, but I am asking for the wisdom of it to move through me. It felt like it was time for me to put him on my ofrenda for Dia de Muertos this year. When I did, I heard him say, “thank you,” and I started crying. My guides said to me today that those on the other side love us unconditionally, even when we hate them. Because I know it wasn’t his soul, it was his personality that did these horrible things. His soul has to do its work, and he’ll move through this in a different way in the next go-round. So I honor his time here. I honor his making my mama so I could come to this earth and be who I am, and I say thank you. So that’s my story for Muertos 2025. Sending y’all love wherever you are. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit crisbeasley.substack.com/subscribe

    4 min

  8. 10/24/2025

    A Wobby, Wackadoo, Wonderful Week

    “What henceforth cometh after such a strange week…” That’s what I’ve been wondering. Are you in strange times? All the people in my bubble are bumping around, breaking some old old old old old patterns, and finding themselves in brand new territory. I had so much energy pouring out of my solar plexus after watching a random Anne Hathaway cougar romcom that I could barely speak. All the details and more in today’s voice note… Don’t forget – this Friday the 24th is our free new moon gathering, The Hearth. Have a quandry in your relationships, career, or tribes? We got you. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit crisbeasley.substack.com/subscribe

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