Jen talks about the book on ABC/WLS

Had a great time on Windy City Live discussing my new book. You can watch it here


The “best of” podcasts have been turned into audio books

Now you can listen to my podcasts, compiled into categories. First, we have the audio book that contains interviews with many renowned psychics, mediums and healers. You can listen to it here

Then we have several interviews with medical doctors and people who have had near death experiences. Those chats can be found here

Enjoy, and stay spiritual, dammit!


My first audio book is here!

Some of my most popular podcast conversations have been compiled into this fabulous audio book. Please share and enjoy!


An update on the “self-less” challenge

I had an encounter recently with some young women who were complaining about the election results. They were talking about how “hopeless” the world was, and how hard it is being a woman. And then, mid-way through their bitch session, they stopped to take a selfie of themselves eating a pita.

When I got home, I created this two-minute video

The basic gist of the video if you’re too lazy to watch a 2-minute video (and apparently thousands of you are) is that we might want to try using our phones to get educated about issues and possibly make a difference in the world instead of documenting our humus consumption. I asked the girls basic questions such as “When was our first election?” and “When did women get the right to vote?” They had no clue. I told them “You can’t bitch about how ‘hopeless’ our world is and ‘how hard it is to be a woman’ if you don’t even know what year women got the right to vote!” (it’s 1920 in case you were wondering.)

I shared the video on Facebook and asked others to share it as well if it resonated. 5 people shared it, and only a handful of people “liked” it.

The next day, I posted a picture of a gingerbread house shaped like Wrigley Field. As I write this, it has over 150 likes/loves/gasps and has been shared over a dozen times.

So what is the moral of this story? Obviously people love our Cubs — I do too. There’s nothing wrong with bleeding Cubbie blue. (And the Wrigley Field gingerbread house should win an award. It probably took weeks to make!) But in general, I think this says a lot about how apathetic we have become as a society. People don’t want to be told they have to be self-less. They’d rather tune out the problems of the world and continue to lean on their selfie-sticks for support. They’d rather share icing shaped like a “W” than actually do something to give back at a time when we actually need it the most.

So I will ask this once again… please try to use your phone to be self-less in the coming days.
I’m not talking about moving mountains here, people. I’m talking about doing little acts of kindness. Why not pay for someone’s cup of coffee? Or take a video of yourself putting money in expired parking meters? Later today, I am going to swing by the Evanston Fire Department to donate clothes. (A fire in an apartment complex left several people homeless without basic items like underwear and socks.) I’ll be posting that video too on my youtube channel (@jenweigel) in the hopes of inspiring others to do the same.

If there’s ever a time to be self-less, it’s during the holidays.
I know I won’t stop trying to inspire you to be the change you want to see in the world.
Because I’m spiritual, dammit!


Caroline Myss prayer of protection

I had the pleasure of interviewing best selling author Caroline Myss at the Wilmette Theatre on October 20th. She closed the evening with a prayer that I promised to share:

I want you to picture yourself with your angel over you, because this is what I do. ‘Hover over me God. Let my angel take me out of my body. Take me to the realm of healing. Work on me tonight and through the night. Heal the broken parts of my heart, my mind, my soul. Repair my flesh and bones. Let the grace pour through me. God keep my mind clear. Help me not to judge other human beings – that doesn’t help me and you hear those judgments. So whatever negativity I generate, let me harm no one. Take it out of me. Let the angels put me back in my body before I wake filled with grace. Hover over me God. Let me walk this earth with love. Amen.’


Wisdom from “Conversations with God” author Neale Donald Walsch.

Since his first book “Conversations with God” came out in the late 90’s, I’ve been embracing many of Neale’s teachings to great success. One that I mention in a couple of my books is the “Thanking the Universe in advance” for things rather than saying “I want” or “I need.” By saying “want” and “need” we actually create more lack. The Universe is just delivering exactly what you are ordering…. the need and want for more.

So tune in to this podcast where Neale helps us remember what is important.

podcast link

And stay spiritual, dammit!


“I’m Spiritual Dammit” podcast on WGN-Plus

If you’re looking for a conversation to get you through your commute or to listen to while you’re at the gym, please subscribe to my podcast. From medical intuitives to really cool authors, this is the kind of stuff spiritual seekers have been craving. Get with the program and tune in, dammit!

Listen now.


Podcast for “I’m Spiritual Dammit!” available on WGN

Join my podcast community for weekly in-depth conversations with authors about spirituality, enlightenment and intuition. The most recent chat is a live recording with bestselling author Caroline Myss from my “Conversations with Weigel” show at the Wilmette Theatre on Feb 22nd, 2016.


The podcast has arrived!!

You’ve asked for it, and it’s finally here. My WGN podcast “I’m Spiritual, Dammit!” has launched. Please listen, share, and enjoy the conversations. The maiden voyage is with the lovely Kelly Standing.. author, mother, public speaker and over all cool chick who has survived 7 near death experiences that we know of!

Listen now.


Going up in flames

I’ve gone through a handful of transitions over the last couple of months – between work, home and my personal life, everything has changed. Some of these were expected, and others, not so much. But over the past few days, I’ve been getting some signs and signals that revolve around fire that I’m finding hard to ignore.

It started last Friday when I had to call the fire department because my carbon monoxide detector alarms went off. Eventually two fire trucks arrived, and five of Evanston’s finest (all TOTALLY HOT I might add) strolled down my driveway wielding axes. I felt safe as they roamed the premises with detectors and concern, and came to the conclusion that a nearby sewer was releasing gas that had entered through my garage, thus sounding my alarms.

Three days later, I find out I’ve been cast again to be on another episode of “Chicago Fire.” In this particular episode, a homeowner calls the 9-1-1 because her carbon monoxide detector goes off.


While on set shooting my scene where I play a reporter, I discover the crew will be filming the rest of this episode ON MY STREET in a few days.

What are the chances?

Then, on my way home from shooting the “Chicago Fire” episode, my son calls.

“There are 5 fire trucks in front of our old house, Mom!” he said with great concern. “It’s on fire!”

Several texts from neighbors and friends confirm that the home I’d sold in December was now up in flames.

Apparently the house, which was bought by a builder, was being used as a training ground for the Evanston Fire Department before it was to be demolished.

What’s with all the FIRE??

I decided to do some research on “The Symbolic Meaning of Fire” and here is what came up:

“This symbol signifies upward mobility and forward motion. To move into the energy of fire is to be utterly consumed, transformed and lifted out of limitation. It is a symbol of positive action, sexual prowess, passion, warmth and positive direction. As an oracle this symbol indicates a blossoming of understanding that will light the way for new adventure. It also indicates winning and success, and is a symbol of victorious warriors.”

You had me at “Lifted out of limitation” and “sexual prowess”!

I went on to find that in Tibet, fire is a tool for “declaring love, taking right action, and moving through blockages.” The Chinese speak of fire as a symbol of “clarity, independence, and transformation.”

Today, I decided to drive past my old house to see the fire ruins for myself. While this was by no means my “forever” home, it was the place that hugged me after my divorce. It propped me up when I felt I couldn’t do it alone, and was a respite that enabled me to provide for my son, and re-connect to my soul. It was where I lived, laughed, cried, and loved for the past 5 years.

As I pulled up to my old address, a bulldozer was tearing down what was left of my charred 1876 farmhouse.

Holy shit!

Standing in front of the wreckage, I was shocked at how sad I felt watching that truck fill a dumpster with what used to be my foundation. The bulldozer took crumbles of my past (and parts of my beautiful oak floors) into its’ jaws like a shark effortlessly eating a meal.

I picked up the phone and called a friend as I tried not to cry on the street.

“What are you up to?” I asked as he answered the phone.

“I’m at a funeral reception,” he said.

That’s ironic. So am I.

I then called another friend and mumbled something into her voicemail through my tears about my old house being destroyed and asking if this was symbolic for my whole life.

She texted me back:

“It’s symbolic in a good way. You’ve evolved from that temporary landing pad and now you’re on a launching pad…in time you will see that you have grown and matured and found harmony in that space when you needed it, but now it’s time to move on, literally and figuratively. You’re shedding your skin and it’s pushing you into the universe in a way in which you will grow and expand and find your place…So keep your head up. Good times await you in all aspects of life!!”

As I read her text, I kept hearing part of a song from the 1936 movie “Swing Time” in my head, sang by Ginger Rogers to Fred Astaire:

“Nothing’s impossible I have found, for when my chin is on the ground, I pick myself up, dust myself off, and start all over again…”

Onward, Jen. It’s time to launch.