Healing, relationships, Spirituality

My Soul’s Love, a book of spells

Here we are my dear readers in the month of February already, the month of love. The poems in this post reflect open hearted intentions and will be featured in my latest book of poetry, “My Soul’s Love, a book of spells”. My mentor and dear friend, Lindsey Luna suggested to me that I consider writing a book of spells and I must say when I sat with the idea I was very inspired! Many of my poems find themselves in the shamanic healing sessions I conduct with clients and in my intention setting rituals. The messages that have been channeled through me since late summer of 2022 are all centered in love. The final five months of last year I felt myself healing through a long period of karmic relationship patterns that no longer served my being, my purpose and ultimately my heart. I have learned since my awakening four years ago that as I heal, not all relationships are meant to last. It’s taken quiet introspection, many tears and intentional releasing to be able to let go of the people who are no longer in my life. Detaching with love is what guides my steps onwards towards more enriching connections.

I’m thrilled to share with you my dear readers that a few days into 2023, after proclaiming my free fall into faith, I went out with a gentleman who has touched my heart and soul deeply. It feels like we have reunited now in this lifetime after spending other timelines together on a higher plane of existence. Our bond is very natural and feels like home. We laugh easily together and share too many synchronicities to name. Middle age for me has ignited a mid-life renaissance and I feel alive and free in my skin for the first time ever! He likes to tell me how I make his heart smile and I say that he makes my heart sing. It’s exciting to spend time with someone who is reflecting so many of my core beliefs back at me. We are divinely connected in similarities and differences. The future feels very bright with him by my side. As I muse upon the intricate forces of love in my work, he is definitely playing an important role.

Since the inception of this blog in October of 2018, I’ve been musing upon emotions. As an energetically sensitive person, I’ve always been fascinated by the sensations I feel inside myself and from others. Following these clues is how I assist others on their healing journey. I often tell my clients and those who are interested in shamanic healing that I’m never NOT in awe of how Spirit works in mysterious ways and how divinely connected we all are. I am one of many, clear channels, a vessel for Spirit. I would like to share these recent channeled messages as poems, a testimony of my journey into the purest love I have yet to experience as a soul experiencing the physical world on Earth. The density is thinning and paradigms are shifting. The healing work I’ve accomplished has gifted me so much to be grateful for. The love I have dreamed of and prayed for is standing in front of me and all I have to do is accept it. I know I deserve this relationship and am worthy of it. I often tell this sweet man how we are both deserving of one another at this time in our lives after a lot of heartache.

February 5, 2023 we will be experiencing a full moon in Leo. The exact placement of Mars, the ruler if Leo, during this moon cycle’s completion is the exact degree point in my own natal chart. I’ve been dancing through a lot of powerful shifts and energy surges within. This date also marks two years of celebrated sobriety for me, the longest period of sobriety I’ve ever had. Over these two years a lot has changed and I have transformed. I feel amazing!! I know the joy can be felt through my writing here and in my poems.

I want these poems to speak for themselves. To ring clear and true as the heart songs and soul hymns they are. Thank you my dear readers for following me on this journey and supporting me by liking, commenting and sharing this blog. May we all use this new energy as the fresh start it is meant to be and harness the love of our dreams!

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In light and in shadow, always with love. Namaste.

Spirituality

My big day off

Phew, I have been on a roll lately my dear readers that has time moving at light speed! I’ve been so busy in the best ways. First of all, my oldest son Tyler, who had never visited me here in Dallas, came here last week for four days. Now he has my heart singing because he told me he wants to relocate here! His father, my ex-husband and I have been divorced for almost ten years now. I relocated out of state of Rhode Island seven years ago so needless to say, I haven’t lived in the same state as my children for a long time.

I have written before about how messy my divorce was but it stands to emphasize that my ex is quite ignorant. He has refused to speak to me for going on five years now. We share joint custody but I granted him primary placement because he is the more stable one in both finances and emotions between the two of us. He has successfully alienated my younger son Miles, who will be 15 in April, from me. I understand why things have unfolded as they have and I have faith that once he has more real life experience plus a few more years of maturity, he will come around as Ty has.

Ty and I out and about in the big city

I have never, and I am proud of this fact, spoken a negative word about their father to either of my boys. That is their Dad, part of who they are and their idol even hero in many ways. I know all too well how when one parent is always negative about the other, the incredible damage it does to not only the parent child relationship but the child’s self esteem. This being said, my oldest will be 19 in August and is well aware of how both of his parents differ in personality. I have become more free to explain my side of things now.

Having Ty here was wonderful. I was a stay at home mother for twelve years and my greatest role in life will always be Mom. Getting to inhabit that role again is just the best feeling!! Ty and I are very alike and we vibe so well off each other naturally,  it’s so cool😊 He loves to tell me how when he thinks about me, while he’s home in RI, all of a sudden I call and vice versa for me! I tell him that’s because we are so connected plus we are both empaths. We finish each other’s sentences and I can recognize how strong his intuition is, especially for his age. Ty is light years ahead of me when I was his age! He makes me so damn proud😁

This post is entitled “My big day off” though so let’s get to that😉

New purchase of a Himalayan salt lamp

I love it when I get a day off during the week. I had a few errands to run downtown which took up most of my afternoon. I don’t own a car, so I use ride share, Uber specifically, everywhere I go. Today however, my destinations were close enough that I could walk to each of them. I don’t know what was in the air today but I found myself bumbling around from each place to the next. I’m talking about walking the wrong route more than once, forgetting my bag at a stop and having to search desperately for a public restroom! I couldn’t get out of my own way🤪

In the late afternoon, I had Uber bring my partner to our favorite hole in the wall pub so we could have a stiff drink and an early dinner or late lunch depending on how you want to look at it😉 I simply walked there and met him. It’s so important to me that we have at least one “date” a week where we can be ourselves, no distractions and be the fun loving couple we are. Letting go of life’s stressors.

We kissed goodbye and I sent him off home while I went over to the dance studio that I have been taking dance classes at. Tonight I returned to tap after many years of attending a proper class! I think the last time I was in a class was when I was sixteen years old! I taught the standard half hour ballet, half hour tap to little ones for years but that is a different beast all together!

Laced up the ol tap shoes💃

I was quickly reacquainted with how mathematical tap is and how often the steps fall on the “and” count. Our teacher was old school and super Southern. A real character and I loved her immediately! She kept remarking on how good I was doing and adding, “just jump in once you get it!”

I know I am so hard, too hard on myself from being trained in such a serious fashion plus dancing at a competitive level that it altered my entire outlook on dance. Returning as an adult, a mother, someone who has been on a 10 year odyssey of spirituality and healing and a yogi for 20 years I can now fully embrace not only myself but my sheer passion for dance! I really honored little Maria tonight. I thoroughly entertained myself and was able to laugh a lot as I untangled the stickiness of remembering the steps! The phrase that kept running through my head was, “you can do it Maria…it’s just like riding a bike!” Plus, I was taught to never walk out of a class, no matter what. I still stick that that rule🙌

This is a 180 degree difference to the Maria I was when I abruptly quit my dancing career at 16. That young lady was extremely hard on herself, self harmed with an eating disorder and was entirely too serious about everything. Nowadays, I enjoy laughing at myself, being silly and actively intending on not taking life too seriously. I make it a point to remind myself throughout my day to relax, will _____ matter a year even a month from now? It’s a mindset and a real shift from where I used to be. Welcome abundance mindset 👏

It felt really good to have the awesome ladies I tapped with tonight tell me they enjoyed my upbeat energy, personality and tap skills. They each asked if I would return to which I responded with a resounding HELL YEAH!

I must give myself credit here for acknowledging just how much I have grown in a short amount of time. My partner and I discussed it during our meal together. Since unearthing repressed memories of sexual abuse in June that occurred when I was 5 and 6, I have expierienced two back to back spiritual awakenings that have significantly raised my internal vibration. I acquired a new job that I absolutely love, my dream job in so many ways. I am healing my inner child wounds and in doing so have reconnected and solidified my authentic self. The Maria I am today is the most comfortable I have ever been in life. 100%

23 year old me

Ty even told my dear friend and the owner of the boutique I manage that he never thought he would see his Mom this happy. She remarked on how evident my influence was on him during his formative years because of what a great young man he has grown into being. That is definitely the greatest compliment I could ever receive. Deciding to move to Florida, push the reboot button in life after the divorce was extremely painful and difficult for all three of us, my boys and I. Being a Mom and raising my sons is my hands down greatest accomplishment in life. The separation alienated me from not only them but some of my family and friends. Many people had harsh comments and opinions for a mother, who in their words, chose to abandon her children. Entrusting them selflessly to their father. I knew he was the better parent at the time. I recognized that and I acted accordingly. Period.

This is the cold hard truth my dear readers. I was so lost, numb to my life at age 33 that I really wanted to die. I attempted taking my own life more than once. I was presented with the toughest choice I have ever had to make but one that was also absolutely necessary. It was my boys or me and I had to choose me which was counter to how I had lived my life up until then all along. Focusing solely on myself was scary as hell (still is at times)and felt so foreign, downright wrong at first. Ten years later, I can say that I love myself, I believe in myself by being my own best cheerleader. Two values I could never own before.

Ty & I ❤❤

I feel this poem really hits on the vein of letting go, recovering perfectionism and obtaining real self love. It’ll always be a work in progress and I’m ok with that. Keeping my mind open, willing to always learn, laugh at myself and embrace all that life has to offer is where I’m at today😊

Control….or release of it😉
Spirituality

I love you

Just finished watching “The trial of Gabriel Fernandez” on Netflix which is a horrific account of child abuse, torture and murder at the hands of his own mother and her boyfriend. It got me thinking about how much I love people. Life is so precious and short so I want to tell you all, I love you❤ Let’s make an effort to show each other more love and kindness because it’s so needed in this world today!

From me to you 😉✌

In other news, I am really excited to be taking an adult tap class tonight! It’s been a good ten years, probably more since I have taken a proper tap class! It’s definitely honoring my inner child so little Maria is thrilled to get her tap shoes laced up again💃

I need to carve out some writing time so I can share with you my dear readers all about my son’s visit here. Spoiler alert** he wants to move here!!

Spirituality

Monday mood

A follow up on accepting myself, being perfectly imperfect. Also keeping in mind to practice grace under pressure. Showing myself grace is a newly discovered coping skill that my dear friend Lindsey Luna aka @soul.healing.with.luna has taught me and instilled into my being. It feels way better than what I used to do to myself. Loving myself no matter what😊

Perfectly imperfect
Spirituality

Thoughts from a recovering perfectionist

The thoughts of a recovering perfectionist need to be parsed out. When the other shoe drops, oh boy can it ever….my mind becomes scrambled eggs. I can’t string one thought to the next while I doubt everything my mind presents me. Hi again, Complex PTSD thinking, nice to see you again, insert sarcasm. Listen, I have been on this awakening ride long enough to realize the healing comes in waves. Never all at once. How would we learn that way. At least I sure don’t.

My soul yearns to be the compass most days. I have understanding enough to know that reality is an illusion because ego predicts 90% of what we see as truth. It takes a deep dive to see that a higher consciousness is needed to integrate all parts of self. When I find self caught up in my head, deciding my next direction becomes complicated. That’s where I have have found myself lately. Too caught up, fighting my own mind. Giving myself permission to feel this as it flows through my body. Telling myself to go with the flow, the less I resist the more easily it is to let go of these moments instead of becoming paralyzed by them.

Thoughts of a recovering perfectionist