Polishing My Heart
Coming off a high in Costa Rica, my time in Nicaragua was the opposite...a low; a period of growth. I was given a choice of how to raise my frequency and I took the hard route. It was.
We started our 3 ½ weeks in Granada on November 18th. A lovely colonial city steeped in architectural beauty. Energetically, somewhere along my first few days in the country, I picked up an entity attachment that took me several days to diagnose and then remove through a Shamanic Ceremony under the advice of my guides. Also during this period I had many flashbacks whereby I was shown situations in my life where I was not proud of my actions or words. I found myself sitting with these memories and forgiving myself. Looking myself in the mirror and loving myself, despite it all, was hard.
We then went to San Juan del Sur. The town was nothing to write home about however it was a convenient access point to several pristine Pacific Coast beaches. As an empath I often feel global and local energetic unrest. In San Juan, it hit me hard. I did not get any sleep for 3 nights and, despite the amazing beaches, I got a flu and had some of the worst fights with my husband so far on our journey. To top it all off, I lost my iPhone on our last day. I had hit a low point.
By the time we went to Ometepe Island, my tank was empty. I desperately needed self-care. Ometepe rich in indigenous history, was the perfect place to do the final purge. We had a wonderful time exploring the islands and found fascinating petroglyphs. On November 30th I spent a full day honouring what I needed to feel whole again; chanting, meditating, connecting with loved ones, dancing, drawing, and reading. I ended this magical day with a ceremony. I burned sage, used my rattle and my crystals, and sang an ancient shamanic song to the land. I felt complete.
I’ve polished my heart; the cobwebs have been removed and the love and light have returned. I feel connected again to this beautiful world. As our travels continue on to Peru, I am living each moment from a place of love….not fear. I will end 2017 on the shores of Lake Titicaca. Life is such a blessing!
Oo-ya-ni-ma-ya. You are the light of your soul. And so it is.
A Sensory Experience of Costa Rica
"The one who calls"...and she did. From the very first step on her soil until the moment I left, it was magical....profound really.
I had 3 wonderful weeks experiencing a soft, fluid, yet powerful female energy; a lovely mix of gentle Lemurian and raw volcanic fire. The first week I was surrounded by 33 members of my beautiful soul tribe at the Lee Harris retreat at Blue Spirit on the shores of Playa Guiones. Our collective ancestors descended from the mountain and held us as we worked through energy healing on multiple dimensions. At the end of that week the fire of creation was lit. Wow... it burned through long held emotions in my body; it encircled my feet, spiralled up to my hands and then my crown. It now fuels the flames around my heart. 😌
The following two weeks was about exploring and nuturing my soul as I integrated new energies. Through ceremony, I sang to her waters, danced to her beauty, rattled to her ancestors, and I received her gifts.
Her people are beautiful. I love that they live with a natural ease, fully honouring the land. "La Pura Vita" is a way of life. What soul magic!
Photo Credit: Ferlander Arguedas, Costa Rica
We've been on the road for 3 weeks now making our way down to Mount Shasta; the first of the sacred sites we'll be visiting over the next 6 months.
I've been working with my guides to practice transmuting energies in the land. During the full moon last week while visiting a small town in British Columbia, I felt my ears ring, my heart tighten and the tell-take anxiety as I was shown a young girl that had died in a barn many years ago. Both her energies and the land needed to be cleared and returned back to source. I completed a healing ceremony with the help of my guides and immediately felt the softness return and the tension within the land dissolve.
The ceremonies I perform are heart-based. The land...she speaks to every cell of my being; through the rocks, water, trees, and the wind.
Art by Niomi Starspires. https://www.niomistarspires.com/artgallery