Pay Attention To Universal Alignment & The Frequencies Of Life Itself

I knew who I was before the world told me who I could be. Some people take a lifetime to figure out who they are. I was lucky.

There’s something wild and unexplainable about having that fire in your gut early on. You don’t know how you’re going to get there, but you know. You feel it in your bones. In your chest. In your soul. For me, that knowing was my voice. It was meant to be out there - raw, real, and reaching people.

I didn’t always have the roadmap and I sure as hell went off the tracks for a little bit - but I always had the signal. The frequency - my power was always within music, and that's when I started creating my own frequencies.

Calling Into 102.1 The Edge Changed My Life's Entire Direction

Beginning of January. In a cold-ass Canadian winter. My son's birthday - driving on the classic QEW heading towards Dave & Buster's on a normal Wednesday (50% OFF game-day) to most, I decided to test my luck. I was sick of the rut I was always getting in - aka exhausting relationships where the words never match the action. I was tired of relying on those who've shown me otherwise, but the one person you have that can never truly misguide you, is yourself - and that inner dialogue. Your intuitive self that you can't ignore.

So there I was, listening to 102.1 The Edge like I always do - it's been my unofficial life soundtrack. They were giving away tickets to Sam Roberts Live at History in Toronto - and something in me just said call. So I did. I got through, caller number 5, talked about some crazy topic about holographic concerts and who I'd wish to see (obviously Jimi Hendrix) and soon after, I won.

For me, it wasn’t just a win. It was the moment everything clicked. This is where you’re meant to be. Around music. Around people. Around stories and energy and chaos and rhythm. That win didn’t just get me into a show - it cracked something open.

I paid for my college application, already had my transcripts on file, busted my ass to pay my security deposit, applied for my student loan, made an appointment with a lawyer for an affidavit and then received my APPROVAL email with tears in my eyes - needless to say it was anything but easy for someone restarting her life all over again for what felt like the millionth time. I was naturally pulled into a direction, and I finally listened. I cut out all the bullshit and I followed my soul and my talent. Believe me when I say investing into yourself will always pay for itself.... and finally, a trend I can stand behind.

It was the sign I didn’t even know I was waiting for. So I jumped. I started my radio broadcasting journey not long after. No safety net, just instinct and drive. (The start date was my dad's birthday and to reiterate my last blog post, coincidence is not something I firmly believe in).

Conquering Year One of College Radio

Now here I am. I’ve officially finished my first year in radio broadcasting.

It’s been hard. It’s been gritty. It’s been insanely beautiful.

I’ve learned how to edit, record, breathe life into stories and fight through self-doubt with nothing but a mic and a message. I’ve met people who live and breathe this world like I do. People who get the rush of speaking into silence and knowing someone out there is hearing you. I’ve never felt more sure of anything.

Eyes On The Prize

Today, it happened again. Waiting in traffic, just finished a great lunch with a good friend/flame, I felt so good. Tuned in, jamming out, hearing the announcers giving us ALL THE INFO on how to get a simple win. A quick text-in-to-win peaks some interest because why not? You're already listening along to see if the next guy gets it right or wrong, why not try? So that's what I did... and they called.

Even though I didn't win at the on-air game, I was still gifted $100 in Lotto Max tickets and two tickets to see the Ticats play in my hometown of Hamilton - and repetitively, this is not just another prize. This is yet again a massive sign of alignment.

(HUGE Thanks to Y108 and The Brian West Show)

Yes - maybe it’s also a bit of luck, but you still have to take the initiative and bet on yourself. You still have to take the risk and play to win. My mom calls me the 'Lucky Lady' and with all respect, I love it! But the way this feels? It's so deeply rooted. It's like another breadcrumb on the path. Another wink from the universe saying, Keep going. You’re where you need to be.

Your sign to celebrate all wins along the way, big and small. Even if it's as simple as keeping a steady voice after a shaky start.

One Broadcast, Multiple Frequencies

That’s the thing. Even when I’m not behind a mic, I feel like I’m always broadcasting. My energy’s out there. My intention. My drive. My voice - it’s in everything I do.

Radio is who I am. Music is my drive. It’s the pulse under my skin. It’s the reason every time something like this happens, I feel this deep, full-body gratitude. Like I’m not chasing my dream - I’m living it. One gritty, soul-fueled, sign/sun-soaked step at a time.

Not All That Wander Are Lost

The signs are there - but they’re not always loud. Sometimes they’re a radio call-in win. Sometimes they’re a class that cracks you open. Sometimes it's the number on the clock or the sound of a random click on the stove.... but they always show up if you’re paying attention.

If you feel it - chase it hard. Let it burn through the doubt and light up your path because when you're aligned with your soul, the universe aligns right back.