Turn Your Mess Into Your Message

I believe in tiny revolutions. I believe in our ability to change ourselves, and in the process, create high-vibrational ripples in our corners of the world. Whatever our situation, whatever our challenges. And so, as I navigate the challenging day-to-day of single-parenthood, I remind myself the words a wise woman once proclaimed: “turn your mess into your message.”


The Great Loves of My Life

“Some women pray for their daughters to marry good husbands. I pray that my girls will find girlfriends half as loyal and true as the Ya-Yas.” 
Rebecca Wells, Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood

A decade ago, I stumbled into what felt like a parallel universe. I was in grad school at the time, spending countless hours at Bobst library, basically undergoing an intellectual bootcamp. Academic life is as linear as it gets, and even though I had been happy to jump through all the hoops I had needed to jump through to get into that program, I was a few months in and already feeling pretty tapped out. 

And then, I got the email that changed my life.


Risky Business

I didn’t fully appreciate this at the time, but when I was coming-of-age, I did so in New York and at the heels of one of the most adventurous people I have ever met. This was pre-internet and social media, and everything felt like it was word-of-mouth or underground. I took for granted that my backyard was one of the world’s most famous grids, and it wouldn’t be till years later that I would realize just how sharp my street-smarts were.


My name is Mishel Ixchel. I’m Ecuadorian-born &
NYC-bred. Western Mass is currently home, and it's also where I practice + teach the art of
Sacred Self Care.