Where is my safe place?
My body is a Temple
My Breath is Sanctuary
The felt sense is the Altar
The Cornice is my Edge

Where is my safe place?
My body is a Temple
My Breath is Sanctuary
The felt sense is the Altar
The Cornice is my Edge

I dont really know where that phrase comes from, but I recite it to myself when I see I am making my way through this world


Today’s guidance reminds me that we are all healers. Our words flow to others as frequencies of comfort and our bodies restore and heal as we dream at night. We are born healers, with these immortal treasures within our very essence, within our body and spirit.
Sometimes we need to turn our healer energies, our skills and our language inwards. Self talk or body talk can ripple through our bodies just like healing rays of light. And if we are feeling depleted or empty we have the choice and will to ask another healer to help with the inward turning light. Sometimes another healer can subtly direct a frequency towards us, from a request, a mantra, an intention, an energy healing to a massage session or a healer’s sacred space.
Today I am reminded of the simple elements that assist me, Water. Water cleanses, refreshes and calms. My request to water I drink is to replenish me.
Have a healing weekend.
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How can I see my emotions as energy? What we see on the surface is not what it looks like underneath. Seeing Emotions as Energy is to dive deep underground. The surface level is just that, the top layer. Deep within is a vast environment of essential nature, truth, libraries of stories we carry and galleries of images we have cataloged and kept. There are great algorithms that weave backwards and propel forwards. And these networks of energy I describe are just through the lense of my own enquiry. I am also connected to others, their networks and hives of energy, my ancestral stories and the generations ahead. What deep webs we weave of emotions….we are all connected…
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I unfurl into the cycles of my own cells, that mature, decay and shed. My body recycles daily and it has been its own Garden for all my days.
Seeding, growing, expanding, wilting, rotting, composting, rejuvenating since birth.
I am birth and death in a day. Marvellous Me.