Posted in Holidays, Inspiration, Love

For all my sweet Valentine’s

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It’s Valentine’s Day, a day to send extra hugs and kisses out to all of you. I love you all and thank you for all the kindness you have shown me and for your support on this blog site that marks my personal journey.

Valentine’s Day is so much more and first became associates with romantic love within the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in the 14th century, when the tradition of courtly love flourished. In the 18th century England, it grew into an occasion in which couples expressed their love for each other by presenting flowers, offering confectionary, and other gifts of affection.

I found a little story about Valentine’s Day amongst the numerous stories associated and connected to February 14th. One such story is a written account of Saint Valentine of Rome’s imprisonment for performing weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to marry and for ministering to Christians persecuted under the Roman Empire. According to legend, Saint Valentine restored sight to the blind daughter of his judge, and wrote her a letter signed “your Valentine” as farewell before his execution. The feast of Saint Valentine was established by Pope Gelasuis in AD 496 to be celebrated on February 14 in honor of the Christian martyr, Saint Valentine of Rome, who died on that date in AD 269.

Whatever this day may mean to you, whether you celebrate it or not, whether you have that significant other by your side to shower with your love and affection, or whether you find yourself longing for that special someone, today and always please know that you are loved, appreciated and needed. ❤️🙏🏼

Posted in Inspiration, Love, Mom

Do soulmates exist?

Mom spent the majority of her life alone, in solitude, within her own four walls. After the early accidental death of my father, she ventured out a few times trying to connect with someone but it never worked out. People often wondered why she choose to spend her life alone, she was still so young and had the majority of her life ahead of herself. I would say that my Dad set the bar pretty high with the way he loved her. She knew exactly what she wanted, what she was used to and wasn’t she wasn’t willing compromise. I believe that he was her soulmate. That she couldn’t accept less and as sweet as it may sound, it also was heartbreaking because it left her alone for the rest of her life.

So what is a soulmate?

A person with whom you have an immediate connection the moment you meet. A connection so strong that you are drawn to them in a way you have never experienced before. As this connection develops over time, you experience a love so deep, strong, and complex, that you begin to doubt that you have ever truly loved anyone prior.

So what is this post about and what am I saying?

I say that she didn’t choose to be alone. She simply chose to love herself more. It required her to be the love of her own life because nobody cane along to fulfill that position.

I believe in soulmates, and that connection that is a knowing deep inside, a comfort that is soothing and doesn’t require words and explanations. I believe it starts with chemistry, something familiar yet exciting. A place we call home, that nourishes our comfort and well being. It doesn’t need to be justified or explained, it is something you feel. I believe that we all chase this kind of love and it’s something we all want. In the process of it and while setting our own standards, we should remember that nothing is ever perfect. Even soulmates are a work in progress as you learn about each other and grow together.

And although I understand Mom’s decision and the reasons behind it, I can’t help but wonder if her expectations perhaps where set too high. So the moral of this post is to give yourself and each other a break. Nobody is perfect and if you are willing to put in the work, you will feel that eventually you will have the perfect ending after all.

Posted in Inspiration, Love

Little Sexy and Cute things to do today! ;) xoxo

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Here is a little extra today with a post from my friend at glitzyritzymommy.com. How could I pass this up? After all we are starting the new decade with some amazing new energy and here is a little fun to add.

In case you have never visited her blog, please be sure to stop by and say hi. You won’t regret it and she has a beautiful and amazing voice in our community. ❤️

Posted in Love

Eternal / Unconditional Love

Eternal / Unconditional love, a forever home, a soul connection. We all want it and yet so few of us find it.

In order to make a relationship last, you really have to flow with a person as they change. We are not the same as we were ten years ago and we are constantly changing. There a choices and changes that happen all the time, and some of us might say that we have grown, while others may choose to stay in their comfort zone of the familiar and the known. This can become difficult within a relationship, and even cause separation when we don’t see eye to eye anymore.

How do we make it work?

Give them space. I recently heard of a couple that was together 60 years before she passed. Her husband said that throughout their time together his wife had changed so much that it felt like he had been with eight different people by the end. But he also said that the secret to making it last was that throughout all these changes, he never suffocated his wife with his own idea of who he expected her to be.

Rather he loved, fully, every woman she became. ❤️

Posted in Inspiration, Love, Spirituality

A shamans insight

A shaman was asked:

What is poison?

-anything beyond what we need is poison. It can be power, laziness, food, ego, ambition, vanity, fear, anger, or whatever.

What is fear?

-non-acceptance of uncertainty. If we accept uncertainty, it becomes adventure.

What is envy?

-non-acceptance of good in the other. If we accept good, it becomes inspiration.

What is anger?

-non-acceptance of what is beyond our control. If we accept, it becomes tolerance.

What is hate?

-non-acceptance of people as they are. If we accept unconditionally, it becomes love.

Posted in Energy healing, Love, Pain

The wounded Healer

Earlier this year I completed my level 1-2, Reiki master course. Since, I have taken a few other courses in energy healing, chakra tuning, and sound therapy. It’s common sense for everyone to tell you that practicing what you have learned is essential for things to bake, in other words to stick with you. Otherwise you would forget everything like you have never learned it.

From the very beginning it became apparent that I somehow adapted my own kind of healing concept. I went with the core essentials, such as scanning your own energy, connecting to source, setting the intentions, etc., but I also listened to my own intuition so I could incorporate what felt right to me. I guess you could say that I tuned in to what I was called to. What was important to me was to to use gift, what I have learned and to have the best intentions possible, while coming from a place of love.

Initially my head was too much in the logical world. Trying to remember the sequence of things, worrying about potentially forgetting a step, you name it. I was trying too hard and took it too seriously. It should be taken seriously, but there is a different sense of serious now, a different level of respect, that can only be fueled by love and compassion if you want to perform it at the highest level. The sessions given by me and the feedback received, was always powerful, and yet in hindsight I know that for myself there was something missing. Something I couldn’t have put my finger on until just recently. Now I know that I just simply wasn’t broken and wounded enough. I couldn’t have performed at that level, even though my soul already knew that I could. The mindset never even went there, because the mind wasn’t even aware of this level existing. So what changed?

I consider myself an empath, one that always had a great deal of compassion and insight for others. But that wasn’t enough I think. I have grown and I would lie if I said that the past month and Moms passing hasn’t been one of the most painful experiences one will ever endure. On an emotional pain level it is hard to categorize as there is nothing to compare it with.

I have learned at a whole different level that pain shapes us, and that something beautiful can emerge between the cracks if we allow it. The actual cracks are no scars, but beauty marks of our growth. Kind of like wrinkles and gray hair that many will despise as a nuisance and sign of getting older. Have you ever considered that it is a privilege denied to many? Our cracks are beautiful and allow your light from within to shine through.

I believe that every powerful healer has been through tremendous pain, or has to go through these experiences at some point. To be broken, falling apart, and left with a choice of how to put the pieces back together. Left behind with a decision of whether the cracks are a nuisance and bothersome, or a way to be worn proudly for they have shaped you into who you are. It takes great sorrow to appreciate happiness, darkness to see the light, and something so powerful to break you open to feel everything at a level like never before. There, in vulnerability and nakedness to the world, to the society around you, that has judged your every move, to the friends that have betrayed you and took name in ill will behind your back, right there it is time to answer…

Are you proud of who you are? Who’s drumbeat are you dancing to and do you have the courage to change your stars?

I discovered this difference in a recent healing session here in Germany. There were many subtle changes during the two hours spent, but what stands out the most is the mind stepping out of the way. It was present to observe but no longer interfered. The energy was so full of love and there were was no worry about missing a step, or wondering about what was next. We both felt it as we were overcome with these powerful emotions and deep in my heart I know that o have ascended, that I am on my way of being and embracing with love as compassion the wounded healer.

Posted in Journey, Love

An art print musing

Picture taken from google

This picture itself was so powerful to me, I couldn’t help but to incorporate it into a blog post. It is full of life, in bloom, and it reminds me that we all are an essential part of this universe, this world. The paintings on the bodies may suggest plant matter, but to me it speaks of true love and the impact each one of us has on our environment, the earth. There are hues of calm blue where life is good, and fiery reds that need attention. I see a gaze into the windows of our soul, the eyes, a knowing, a certainty that it is often replaced when words become unnecessary. It is also then that the heart knows when the search is over.