Healing, Spirituality

Question of the Day: โ€œWhat happens when you are healed by a Shaman?โ€

Companion spirit animal, elephants

I am so incredibly honored and humbled to practice this art and hear how it has impacted others. This is a beautiful testimony by a dear soul sister and fellow blogger here. Please do yourselves a favor and follow her because she has such an eloquent way of articulating her emotions into words. Thank you Kelly for our connection and for working with me, trusting me with your most sacred soul.

If you my dear readers feel guided to work with me, please follow my contact page and send me an email. I vow as a shaman to do my part in helping to heal humanity one heart at a time.

In light and in shadow, always with love. If you’re interested in a shamanic healing session, tarot card reading, my recorded meditations or to purchase any of my 4 books of poetry please click the link below. For a personalized autographed copy please send me an email and use my PayPal account for payment.
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A shaman is defined as a spiritual healer. Often a member of a tribal community, a shaman uses divination and various healing practices. One seeks a shaman as an opportunity to heal physical as well as spiritual hurts. This could be in this lifetime or another. Recently, I was blessed with an opportunity to be [โ€ฆ]

Question of the Day: โ€œWhat happens when you are healed by a Shaman?โ€
Healing, personal development, Spirituality

Seasons of love

So many words have washed over me this year. Enough for three books of poetry totalling over two hundred poems. Cycling through my ever changing inner landscape, seasons of my soul’s evolution, cue the song,, “Seasons of Love” from the Broadway musical “Rent”. I listened to it last evening and my mind dipped into a review of my week. In this past week, I have been sitting in a sea of nostalgia. There are a few reasons for this. The most obvious one being the passing of my Dad. Add in the absence of my love, my life partner for the past 7 years. Finally, I have been binging “Dawson’s Creek” on Netflix which has opened the flood gates of memories from the 90s during my high school years. That trip back in time is also when I can distinctly remember my soul start to knock. Here’s a glimpse into my seasons of love.

Since Sunday I have been extremely tired. If you’ve been reading my blog here for two years you will know that I’m an extremely energetic person. It’s a challenge for me to sit still. This year I have been in overdrive. I love to o for long distance runs, ride my bike, dance and practice yoga. The Universe is about to give us a cosmic equation in the sky, called “The Great Conjunction” when Jupiter and Saturn will appear closer than they have for hundreds of years, since 1226 to be exact. My entire being, most especially my soul, can feel this shift about to take place. My body needs rest like never before and I am obliging it. Most nights I have trouble sleeping. I take a large dose of the herb Valerian root to help me to sleep soundly. I haven’t needed to take it all week. I even snoozed until 11AM yesterday, something I haven’t done in a long while.

Today, with this post in mind on how our souls go through seasons of growth and change, all grounded in love, I felt the pull to look back through my Google photos from this year. Before the pandemic of COVID-19 impacted my daily routines changing them forever, I clocked an impressive run on March 10th. I ran 24.37 miles in just over three hours. I recall feeling really shocked when I read my mile tracker that particular day because I didn’t set out to run like that nor was I especially tired afterwards. I also downloaded a few pictures into my phone that day that really speak to me now.

Connection to Source

This picture has been my screen saver since that week in March. It’s significant because once the pandemic hit, I was immediately filed for unemployment because the hotel boutique I was managing was closed down due to the lock down in Dallas. It was also when I decided to take on the apprenticeship to become a shaman. I wrote this poem too.

“Highest self”

I begin my shamanic healing sessions by reading this poem. I believe it connects my client and myself to our highest selves in order to facilitate the deep healing we are about to tap into. The power of love coupled with intention is magic. Period. This is my superpower and what I use to “see” into others souls. This all occurred in the Spring. My entire Summer consisted of the coursework it took to become a shaman. This Fall, I spent six weeks in Idaho becoming a master shaman. We are about to enter into the Winter season and I can feel another shift underway. Therefore, my body is preparing itself, hence all the extra sleep. I have confirmed with my fellow psychically inclined and highly sensitive friends and it’s no coincidence (I don’t believe in them) that we are all feeling extra tired and extra emotional. I wrote this poem this week.

Choices to focus on how large or how small our world view is….

On my birthday, I experienced the most awe inspiring, overwhelmingly intense vision in the sky. Usually my visions manifest from clouds but this one was out of a crystal clear blue sky, no clouds to be seen. It was as though God himself ripped a giant whole open and out came images that began to morph and change so rapidly from pictures of my spirit guides, to angels, to shapes, to profiles of Jesus and what I believe to be God himself. Tears streamed down my face for over twenty minutes. When I stood up, I felt unsteady and dizzy. When I returned from outside my Mom asked if I was alright because she could tell from the look on my face I was in the middle of processing something big! I told her I couldn’t talk about it yet and proceeded to lay down for the rest of the evening.

I have learned over the past year and a halfย  since experiencing my first vision like this not to question or attempt to make sense of the meaning of the spectacular colors, the shapes and faces. I just take them in for I know the meaning will make itself clear in divine time. For now, I am working on remaining as still as possible while I tap into these other worldly dimensions. They serve as pathways, guides and ancestral directions for the next leg of this journey. For my year ahead, my next journey around the Sun.

“Another journey around the sun”

In light and in shadow, always with love. If you’re interested in a shamanic healing session, tarot card reading, my recorded meditations or to purchase any of my 4 books of poetry please click the link below.
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Afterlife, Grief and loss, Spirituality

Riding the waves of emotion

It’s been 9 days since my Dad’s passing. I have running conversations and numerous signs from him. We are definitely more connected now than ever before which is beautifully strange and has dug up some deeply seeded beliefs and old mindsets that I’m being forced to examine. That’s what grief and processing life is all about, continuing to heal. The journey never stops my dear ones, it may slow from time to time and lately I feel we in the worldly collective are on an accelerated track towards the New Earth paradigm that is being ushered in by this month’s winter solstice.

I am honored to be connected so strongly to Spirit. I feel a big shift in how my passions are unfolding which will no doubt help my business grow. I hadn’t painted in months so a few days ago when the urge struck me, I grabbed my paints and headed out by the lake. Walking through the pain, sorrow, gratitude and beauty of the moment fuels my days with both laughter and tears. The hardest part is being separated from the love of my life. He is my #1 muse and the one I dream about every night. This poem and painting are inspired by our love affair.

We can weather any atorm
Navigating the seas of love

I have a confession. Yes, I admit that I’m an extremely passionate and fiery woman but there were many times in my life that I feared the depth of my passionate drive. This year, 2020 has presented me with the choices of passion vs. fear over and over again. I chose passion every time despite what others judgements and opinions were. I used to be bashful, embarrassed and even scared of the life force energy of passion that coursed through my veins. Now, I embrace it and allow it to lead me down whatever path life presents me! If I can keep staying true to my spirit, I know God will continue to show me the way. Here’s my 2020 review and outlook for 2021 video.

Welcoming in my birthday month of December

Despite the fact that I may or may not be alone on my 43rd birthday next week, there is no doubt that I will be celebrating!! My Mom and I had planned to bring my Dad home to say goodbye, to provide nurturing and comfort in his final days. We had the hospital bed all set up in the living room overlooking the beauty of the lake. I told my Mom that I would dance for him. This one’s for you Dad because I know you are dancing with the angels now. I love you eternally. No matter what, nothing stops me….I always keep it movin and groovin!

“Can’t stop the feeling” Justin Timberlake

Life keeps marching onwards my dear ones. I’m so grateful to have stepped into my power this year, having healed my soul and becoming a shaman. I have been told by both my trusted friends here and by Spirit that I have helped my Dad’s spirit rise on the other side which has made him much stronger. I often hear him telling me to “rally the troops” and I see him soaring overhead singing about how free he is! I gotcha Dad and I love you.

My Dad is a short-tailed hawk over our house daily

In light and in shadow, always with love. If you’re interested in a shamanic healing session (over the phone), tarot card reading, my recorded meditations or to purchase any of my 4 books of poetry please click the link below.
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Grief and loss, Holidays, Mental health, Spirituality

How do you say Happy Thanksgiving?

This is a bittersweet holiday for my family and I being this is the first one minus my Dad. The man who always carved the giant turkey and presided over the time we committed to enjoying it because it couldn’t coincide with the big football games that are being played today.

Despite the fact that my siblings and I aren’t together, I know our entire country is having a very different experience in celebrating Thanksgiving this year due to the pandemic of COVID-19 that our world is living through. I’m writing this to remind ALL of us that it’s what’s in our hearts, our grateful and loving hearts that we celebrate and say thanks to God for our many blessings. I’m an extremely blessed woman to know the unconditional guidance, protection and love that is available to us all through God’s grace. This is what I get down on my knees for today and say, “Thank you” for.

The outpouring of love I have received from family and friends over the passing of my Dad keeps the smile on my face and warms my heart. This year, 2020 has been my most transformative yet and I’m blessed that my Dad got to see me blossom and bloom this year. A close girlfriend of mine reminded me of that and it really changed my thinking on the day he passed over. I want to share this experience I had with you all just yesterday while I sat in meditation….

My Dad’s spirit came to me and he said, “hey Mare (my Dad’s nickname for me) I’m so sorry dolly that I didn’t understand you more while I was alive. I get it, I get you now that I’ve died sweetheart and we are closer now”. He is already my top advisor, teacher and guide as I dance the sacred waltz with Spirit as a shamanic healer. It’s the most beautiful gift I could ever imagine to receive. All I could say, while the tears flowed were “Thanks Dad, I love you”.

I wrote this first poem, “Daddy” just hours before he passed over. I read it to my mother when she woke up Tuesday the 24th of November 2020 and when I got to the last line, she hugged me tighter and we looked in each other’s eyes. My spirit guides later told me that we ushered him over at that exact moment because when the nurse called to tell us that he was no longer with us and the time, we both instantly knew. We laughed and cried and I could hear my Dad say, “Thank you Maria, I’m free” while the Frank Sinatra song, “Born Free” played loudly in my head. My Mom and I were both outside on the lake and saw his spirit appear in a hawk that was flying overhead. This is the picture on YouTube for that song! Talk about synchronicity my dears.

“Daddy”

This is a poem I wrote for his birthday last year September 1st, 2019. My Dad was always such a strong, proud and dignified man. He had a gentle manner and a heart of pure gold, my hero.

“Dad”

Life is so precious and short my dears. Tell the ones that you love you love them. We must all today celebrate each other, the abundance of God’s blessings upon all of creation, look around at this beautiful world he gave us and say “Thank you”.

In light and in shadow, always with love. If you’re interested in a shamanic healing session, tarot card reading, my recorded meditations or to purchase any of my 4 books of poetry please click the link below.
https://linktr.ee/Ladysag77

Look at what arrived yesterday in the mail. If anyone who like a personalized autographed copy of “My Soul’s Light” please go to my contact page and email me. Namaste ๐Ÿ™

“My Soul’s Light”
Spirituality

My heavy heart

My dear readers and friends, brothers and sisters, I am not fully myself. However, by the grace and mercy of God, the work I have done over these past 7 months is sustaining my spirit currently as my Dad, 87 is in a hospice facility dying. Just 3 days after I returned home to South Florida, he fell and my Mom and I called for the ambulance because we couldn’t get him up on our own. My Dad has Alzheimer’s disease. In these past 2 weeks he has been in two different hospitals and a rehab facility.ย  He has suffered a heart attack and now has contracted COVID-19. As you all can imagine, my family and I are devastated that we will have to let him go in this way.

My favorite picture of my Dad & I ๐Ÿฅฐ

I’m beyond grateful that I’ve arrived home here in time to conduct 3 healing sessions on my mother and have successfully destroyed the generational curse within our family that had many of them attached to demons from birth. At 76, my Mom is fully in her own body now and is experiencing a spiritual awakening! It’s absolutely beautiful. The work I do is sacred and nothing short of a miracle. We were assisted by more ancestors and relatives than I can name or count and I feel so blessed to have as much protection, guidance and unconditional from Spirit. My cup runs over just thinking about it!

My Dad has lived a long and tremendously beautiful life. He was a semi-professional baseball player, a car dealer and a father of 6 children. He and my Mom celebrated their 44th wedding anniversary in June of this year. He is a strong, giving, proud and gently loving man. Being an 100% Italian man raised by 2nd generation immigrants in the 1930s and 1940s, he didn’t always know how to tell us with words how much he loved us. He definitely showed us by always providing for our needs, going above and beyond to give his family the world. I have lived an extremely privileged life full of happy memories that are keeping me comforted now. It’s just truly heartbreaking that we can’t hold his hand right now. Alzheimer’s and COVID-19 are hideous diseases that nobody should ever have to experience. I pray none of you my dears ever has to.

I’m on an emotional roller coaster. I’ve been pouring into my Mom for two weeks now and I’m tired. Yesterday, I hit a wall. I wanted to get this post out there and ask you all to pray for me as I’m in need of your love and light. My angel guides remind me often to ask the other humans around me for help because that’s something I don’t always feel comfortable doing. It’s part of my shadow. Now I’m asking my dears.

I feel some poems coming on as I begin connecting to more ancestors from my Dad’s side who have been occupying our home for days now. They’re preparing him to go home. Like my Uncle Donnie, my Dad’s favorite cousin said, “it’s a goombah fest!

I wanted to share a couple more videos of my poetry that’s featured in my latest book, “My Soul’s Light”. I’m not sure how much or how little I will be posting. Doing my best to stay in the moment and allow whatever comes up. As you all can imagine, that’s the only role right now that needs tending to.

“I am Love “
“I hope”

My books arrived today in the mail just as my Mom and I were bringing some things to the hospice facility. I added an inscription to my Dad and asked his nurse to read from it so he could have a piece of me, of my heart to comfort him. My Mom was so happy we could do that. It’s a gift from Divine for sure.

In light and in shadow, always with love. If you’re interested in a shamanic healing session, tarot card reading, my recorded meditations or to purchase any of my 4 books of poetry please click the link below.
https://linktr.ee/Ladysag77