We walk among you though often go unseen lost in the depths of mind in a forgotten dream yet just like you, we walk upon the sacred soils of this earth and just like you, we cycle through the seasons of death and birth a misty veil, sometimes clears allowing you, to peak into a world of spirits dancing between the dotted lines of all that's true we come in all shapes and sizes different characters, coloured souls a spectrum greater than the rainbow and fluid as the river flows who knows why we live apart beneath the haze of blinded eyes we yearn to feel connected too that you hear, our waking cries for the lands are whispering fierce: dying beneath pollution's spell more and more, these days we roam in a contaminated hell so will you stop, for a moment dear? to listen to the fading beat of the heart, that brought us here loving creature, who now you fear I know the emotion confuses you and sometimes you feel overwhelm but I beg that we may integrate share lessons from the sleeping realms wisdom old, for we've witnessed the rise and fall of civilisation and it's time, to face the mirror shadows of your ego's reflection release the wounds, and false projections stop cursing the Mother of all things will you realise, break free from the lie the havoc this perception brings and open your heart, once again to the spirit of this earth with loving arms, embrace our creator then surrender to the dawn of your rebirth ~ songs from spirit, recorded with Love Wishing you a beautiful weekend! ~ Cara
I notice more and more these days, my hesitation around the word “shaman”. Even if I myself identify as being on a shamanic path.
Perhaps it is because of how much I have seen this label misused; and with kind of an underlying arrogant assertion as to an individual’s power and mastery of connection to spirit.
The true shamans I have known, do not seem to describe themselves as such. And I am always struck deeply by the humility of my own teacher.
I’ve seen him travel a whole day from one side of the country to another, in a car totally unsuited to the land’s rough roads, when his own vehicle was broken down – deeply honouring his commitment to the work he’d promised to do. Arriving at my home with his sleeping child, nearly at midnight, and declining to take the offer of my freshly made bed I’d prepared for the both of them. He’d already said before that he didn’t mind to sleep on the floor (when I’d mentioned the limited space I had in my home). Yet, I wanted to offer more than that for his effort in coming, and had been ready to give up my own comforts.
Or the time he’d travelled just as far to offer a sweat lodge ceremony, with only three of us in attendance. Tending to a blazing fire in the midday heat of a scorching sun, for what would essentially become my own private ceremony – the two other attendees helped with the fire at intervals throughout the process, and so I was the only one to spend the entire time within the Inipi (the tent where the sweat-lodge is conducted).
It was in fact a powerful experience, that unwound some trauma I had after a poorly-held sweat lodge that had left me feeling violated at a soul level, and with severe pain in my joints for a week after. That, too, was an experience I don’t regret – it taught me many things, including about the spiritual ego, and the wariness I should have around those who proclaim themselves to be shamans.
But after my teacher’s ceremony, I emerged feeling such deep renewal and recalibration on so many levels. The contrast in approach was like night and day. And not so much down to physical method – it was more of an energetical matter. How does someone carry themselves? What motivates them to do the work? Is it their own ego and greed, or a true genuine desire to heal and support peoples’ growth?
Perhaps my aversion to the label of “shaman” also comes from my experiences of what a shaman in fact does. It seems contradictory to attach to the label of an identity, when the work of a shaman involves embodying a certain fluidity of character – to act merely as a channel for the messages of spirit to flow through.
There’s been times where I’ve been triggered by my teacher’s “ego”, which was not really his ego at all, but a reflection of my own. A shaman will, through their work, hold an unveiled mirror to your soul, to expose the deepest darkest parts. Reveal your shadows, so that you have an opportunity to heal them. To become more luminous – as my teacher says.
So how do you know who is real, and who is not? I also by no means want to suggest that anyone who calls themselves a “shaman” is fake. Labels, too, can have benefits: we live in a society where labels are used all the time, and it can feel necessary to function with labels and titles in order to connect with those around us, in a way that they can understand and relate to.
My best advice, then, for navigating any kind of exploration into shamanism (or for that matter, any holistic healing work) is to really examine – how does the practitioner live their own life? What example do they set for others? Are they truly walking the walk, or just talking the talk?
My teacher didn’t seek me out. I found him. Be wary of those who market themselves aggressively and make loud claims about what they can do for you. Is their energy overly focussed on what they can “get” – clients, money, work…?
Or is it about what they can give, how they can be in devotional service, and their focus on continued personal expansion, growth, betterment – that they can provide ever-more deeply to others and to the earth.
And one last thing – know that we are all constantly growing, evolving, changing… all on a healing journey together. All too often we lock ourselves into fixed perceptions about people, situations, relationships. When in truth, everything is always in constant flux, a cycle.
Make sure to ask these questions constantly. Check in with your inner voice, and don’t “follow” anybody. The ultimate teacher is within you: the goal is to find our own connection to spirit and be liberated from reliance on any one master or system of rules. Others are here to help us on our paths – but during our earthly incarnation, we are all students of a power far greater and beyond us… in the universe out there, accessed through the universe inside our own hearts.
Love and blessings on your journey.
It's been three weeks since my accident in the river by my home, when the current dragged me underwater and through a rock tunnel, and I escaped by what seemed to be a miracle...
It felt like I went through a portal. Literally and metaphorically. A disintegration and reintegration of my body, my being, my soul. Which somehow, seemed to come back together more whole after the experience - although these last few weeks, my nervous system has been in quite a dis-regulated state.
This morning I was reflecting on that moment, while conversing with my daily dose of ceremonial Cacao, and a voice came to me:
"You cannot ever be left behind, if you're already truly here."
The theme of abandonment, and abandonment wounds, has been coming up strongly in my network lately, and I'm reminded of some reflections shared in the women's circle I hosted a few days ago. Fear of abandonment affects so many of us: and so long as we let that fear rule our lives, indeed we shall feel abandoned. Abandoned by joy, as bliss leaves us, the beautiful gift of the present moment diminished by distracting thoughts of the inevitable loss we perceive shall happen.
And indeed, all things material, and physical, will come to an end in this particular plane of reality. Our own bodies shall fail us one day, abandon our spirit, and disintegrate back into the earth.
But remember - energy is neither created nor destroyed, it simply changes form.
So release into the flow of that ebbing motion, that brings us always round, full circle, to the beginning of time, and the birth of creation.
And know that from the faded embers, from the dark, a spark always comes back to life...
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Now, I’d like to tell a little story – one of my favourite stories to tell. I told it last night on stage at my local live music venue “Organico” where I play regularly. A girl approached me after, saying that’s what her friend needed to hear that night, and it made me smile knowing “this is why I come out to share my music“. It’s not for the small change that I manage to make from tips some nights, but for the medicine that comes with sharing my energy in this way.
I’ve told bits and pieces of this story in various posts before. But here’s a little more detail.
At the beginning of this year, I was due to complete on the purchase of a property. A property where I envisioned to not just build my own home, but establish a healing sanctuary and community centre. There’d been a long build-up to this moment. Indeed I’d started my property search 12 months prior, and with this particular property, had invested a lot of time, money, and energy. I had a prelim sales contract in place and a large deposit down – yet the day before completion, it all fell apart.
At the time, I also had a man living with me – who had recently decided to leave the United States and try out a different way of life. It was a pretty new relationship, but I was all in. I knew what I wanted, what I had to offer, and the strength of my commitment both to my own life path, and to partnership. I’m an all or nothing kind of person. I believe if you want something, go for it: that’s how I make things happen.
The property deal fell apart and at pretty much exactly the same time, I felt him start to pull away. He already had plans to go to Mexico for a month, for a training programme, which I’d fully supported – I believe commitment to a relationship doesn’t mean you always need to be together full time, and continuing to pursue personal development and growth whilst in relationship is incredibly important to avoid stagnation both individually and as a couple. I encouraged him to go for his training, but in the week prior to his departure, things felt like they were coming apart energetically in terms of the way he was acting towards me. Like he was afraid of commitment, and no longer interested in me now that my life was not all fairy-tale-like and smooth sailing.
I think deep down in my gut I knew it was over – he wasn’t coming back. And deep in my heart, I probably knew he wasn’t the one for me.
Over the next month, it felt like the universe was throwing me test after test. The biggest one was waiting to get my deposit money back (which I did eventually), but there were points where I doubted whether I would, and spent hours meditating to release attachment to that money: arriving to a state of peace with that financial loss. I was in the midst of this process when a break-up text message came out of the blue, two days before he was due to land back in Costa Rica. Not even a phone call. He’d decided he’d found himself in Mexico, where everything was flowing beautifully…
Despite the heartache, and ultimately frustration at myself for having given my all to somebody who didn’t match my commitment level, I resolved to not react to him. I wanted to break the cycle I’d been in many times before – of chasing unavailable love. Instead, pull my focus back to myself. Find the love within me. Be love. Be whole.
It was a sleepless night. This was the last straw, that had come after all the stress of seeing my dreams crumble apart. I spent a lot of time crying: not so much over him, although that definitely was part of it. But sometimes what we’re grieving is actually the “loss” or death of old parts of ourselves. I knew I was going through a huge transformation, personally and with my life mission. It didn’t make things any less painful in the moment, but I had that deep knowing inside me. A trust, that kept me going. One foot in front of the other.
The next day, puffy eyed and feeling hungover from all the emotion I’d wallowed in and tears I cried, I was summoning the courage to go down to Organico for my weekly gig. I didn’t feel like going out. I felt terrible, looked terrible, and my vehicle was broken down which meant I’d have to walk the steep hill to town. It seemed a lot of effort, and my mood was not good.
Then the song “The Alchemist” came to me. Just like that. Not my typical style either. The tune, and lyrics, just dropped in.
And suddenly I had energy. I got myself ready, put on some nice clothes (not to impress anybody, but to make myself feel more put together for me), and began the walk. I was actually first due to have dinner with a musician I’d played with a few times before – and from the minute we sat down I felt a flirtatious energy from him which I found irritating. I explained that I was not looking for anything right now, and what had been happening in my personal life lately. His response was to tell various things I needed from a man, in a way that felt like he was trying to persuade me to let him provide them. He was perfectly polite, but I was not in the mood. And it irritates me when people who don’t know me tell me what I need.
I remember thinking to myself – I don’t need the things he’s suggesting. And if I choose a man, I will choose somebody who is as committed to and focussed on his path as I am to mine, who is strong enough to ride the waves of life and not just throw in the towel when things get tough, and who doesn’t run away to where the grass looks greener. Because I know the kind of person I am. I know my strength. And I am somebody who keeps on going even when things are rough.
We finished dinner and head over to Organico for musica. I wander in search of the owner, and as I walk towards the stage a young man calls out to me. He’s asking about live music, and tells me he wants to play.
The night was pretty blurry, and not because of the wine. Later, I asked the young man (Alex) if he’d play harmonica to some my songs, and at the end of the night we end up in an incredible jam where I’m just free-flowing with my poetry. The first time I’ve ever done something improvised like that on stage. It’s like something else took over me. It happens to me often when I’m on my own singing for the trees and feeling connection to spirit: but at that time, it was not something that happened to me in public.
Two days later Alex follows me to a gig of mine at Indigena Café: a different kind of venue, where I tell stories, and share my medicine music focussed more on my spiritual path and journey. That day he gifts me the book – The Alchemist. At the time, I hadn’t yet played the song of mine, of that same name, for anybody else’s ears.
Nearly 5 months later, and Alex is back here in Costa Rica. I just had (another!) property deal collapse but I’m once again trusting the process, and Alex hasn’t run away either. Here’s a little clip of us playing The Alchemist together – the first time we did so in person, after very little practice! It’s a song all about alchemising emotion. Shifting perception. From dark to light: we always have a choice.
Alex shares my passion for poetry, storytelling, and weaving medicine through music – as well as health and wellbeing. We are very excited to now be collaborating in person, combining our gifts both musically, as well as in the field of health and wellness, and starting the journey of partnership.
Alex is actually currently in the running to open at Audacy’s We Can Survive Concert at the Hollywood Bowl, LA, in October – a concert in support of the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention. Voting for the opening act is open for the next 4 days and he is currently 6th in his group. You can find out more about his music and free vote (daily!) at this link if you want to support him. There is also the option to add extra votes with a donation if you feel called. Any support is greatly appreciated – whether voting, donating, or spreading the word!
Stay tuned for more updates, and remember again: no matter how difficult things may be, you are in charge of your destiny.
Sometimes reality may crumble, so that it can all come back together again more perfectly.
Keep practicing letting go of what you can’t control, and focus on building the sturdy foundation within you. Because when you feel whole, and stable within, that is when the magic happens: and that’s when we can come together, a force much greater than we are alone, and rise to the skies, fulfilling our dreams.
Wishing you a beautiful rest of your weekend, with lots of love.
… To come back together again more perfectly.
The other morning I was sitting on my balcony, sharing a smoke of tobacco with my partner. Tobacco gifted to me from the Ngobe Indigenous, in southern Costa Rica. Tobacco that has been used by many indigenous peoples in sacred tradition and ceremony, long before this plant was taken and misused by the commercialised tobacco industry: destroyed with chemical additives and malignant intent.
I’ve just started the next phase of my shamanic training. My teacher has opened a “dieta” for me: a special shamanic diet to allow me to connect more deeply with the plant medicine of cacao that I have been working with over the last year. Many foods (and spices!) I once loved are now off-limits: and I am to start my mornings with a 50g dose of ceremonial-grade cacao.
This is also my first-time smoking tobacco with sacred intent, of my own initiative. As my teacher says, when we smoke tobacco, it is to “do work”. And when we speak as we smoke, the voice that comes from us is not the voice of our humanly selves with our “human stupidity”, but the voice of the “ascended master”, or “spirit” of tobacco. Teaching us. Guiding us. Beyond the confines of our logical mind.
My partner and I are reflecting on the cacao ceremony we took part in the previous night. I say to him that I received the message: we must be prepared for things to come apart, constantly, in our day-to-day, as reality shifts to mirror our changing awareness and understanding. Reality is adjusting, recalibrating, coming back together in more aligned ways, and we must learn to trust the process: because sometimes, it may feel like it’s falling apart.
We must find our grounding not from attachment to a particular state of affairs and how we think we’ll achieve our goals: but by connection to a deep sense of the overall vision of where we are headed, as well as rootedness in our daily practices and rituals. Respect for the earth, while we connect to the inner knowing of our hearts, a gateway to the wisdom of the universe, guiding us on our path and life mission.
Things have certainly been shifting a lot lately – and the last weeks have been a rollercoaster ride. I’ve been taking more internal time, as well as recalibrating to some big life shifts since my partner arrived from Canada and we’re adjusting to weaving together life and our projects.
Not to mention that the afternoon before he arrived, I had an accident in the river near my home. I was dragged underwater by the current, and through a rock tunnel, before I miraculously resurfaced. There was a moment that felt like eternity when I was underwater, in the darkness, feeling the powerful suction of the current pulling at my body. Not knowing when I would emerge, feeling totally out of control. I’ve been in some scary situations before in my life – but never have I felt so close to actually leaving this planet. The sheer strength of the water humbled me, leaving me totally helpless, with only the faith in my heart that somehow I was going to get out.
I’m still processing a lot from that incident. Reflections coming through. Feelings. And the shock to my nervous system. Although after last night’s ceremony, I feel a big reset: I’m ready for the next chapter, and what it holds.
Work here ebbs and flows with the seasons. As I write this, we have no power, no wifi, and plenty of time to rest and reflect. I had three healing sessions cancelled last week because the client decided not to travel out to Costa Rica; at the same time as my rent increased. The space is also feeling small and constrictive to share with another – no matter how easily he and I flow together!
I’m not sure what the future holds but it’s starting to feel like I’m being pushed out of this town. So I’ll dive into the uncertainty. I’ll trust in the unfolding. I’ll remember my prayers, and I’ll keep following my heart.
Remember the journey is beautiful, and we’re in this together…
p.s. I’m grateful to have a new poem “Prayer to the Elements” published on PhoebeMD.com – you can check it out here!
dispersed songs on a faulty radio channel the cracks in distorted frequencies bleed together - emerging in a fragmenting whole where you and I stumbled around collecting the pieces of our broken disguise to rebuild our identities truer, brighter incorporating more facets of the light * * * The whine of my motor penetrates my ears, and I feel my jaw clench, uneasily, as the sounds pierce right through to my being and I feel a sense of damaging discord deep within. I need a new muffler - that much is clear. A resounding ring through my mind instructs me to do just that - and it's the only thing I can hear above the whir and the whine. Sound plays such a vital role in our health. Surround ourselves with harmonious song, and our cells themselves will be called to dance. But find ourselves caught in the jarring clang of sharp noise, and our being will recoil. The cogs of our inner wheel chugging with an anxious frenzy to somehow maintain calm order. An uphill struggle. Still, all vibrations, all frequencies, bear their message. And there's a time and a place for all teachings. Like different radio channels. The work of a shaman involves tuning in to these so called channels, and transmitting through resounding chants, the songs that come from those other places, beyond the visible eye. Carrying messages, from the fractal matrix, intricate wisdom that is always unique to each moment. The healer becomes like a mirror, and a prism, reflecting and refracting, back at the patient those teachings destined to transmute shadow, into that which is more luminous. When we face the deep dark caverns of our soul, that is when we can truly rise, emerging free. And liberated from the noisy suffering of our three dimensional reality. * reflections from beyond recorded with Love ~ Cara Sorry to miss you last weekend! It’s been a little busy lately and lots of big changes as well as challenges — I just want to remind you that whenever things get tough, take the time you need to slow down, and reconnect with yourself. From that place of relaxed, calm serenity, it is easiest to weave around any obstacles that life throws.
I wake — in divine remembrance feeling the kiss of Sunshine’s lips upon my Soul unfurling, blooming light within the darkness of memory spiralling forth; a seed planted from the Moon deep inside the caverns of a cosmic womb Infinite, eternal whisper from the Stars sings its song reaching lands afar and the energetic chord of our immortal love keeps us anchored with the power of truthful word; prayers carried, by the wind reminders of the bliss our commitment will bring and so each day we walk the path missions guided by the Heavens above ♥️ The more whole we become within ourselves, the deeper we commit to our healing, evolution, growth, and the more truthful and devoted we act in service to our mission; the more we shall expand, hearts open, ready to receive, the purity of divine love in all its radiant forms and ready to unite, with the love of our lives; it all begins with the Love inside.
On the theme of inner wholeness, I’m going to share below the outline of a meditation I’ve developed for supporting the balancing of inner yang and yin, masculine and feminine, energies. If you would like private work with me where I guide you through this visualisation, incorporating sounds and chants, just reach out. This particular visualisation came to me when preparing for a couples ceremony.
The images I use are designed to act on your subconscious. This particular visualisation works with images of light and dark, sun and moon, earth and sky; exploring polarities, yet also noticing how there is light within darkness (in the spiritual sense); potential within perceived emptiness (and vice versa). It is about transcendence of the judgments attached to the perception of particular polarities, to bridge the divide, collapse tensions, and make space for inner harmony.
Traditionally, the left side of the body is associated with the feminine, and the right side with the masculine. So too, is there the masculine/feminine association with “Father Sky”, “Mother Earth”, and the sun being masculine, whereas the moon feminine. This particular visualisation works with these symbols in a fusion that brings together opposite energies, within each and every one of us.
I hope you enjoy…
Laying down, place your left hand on the belly and your right hand on the heart. Get comfortable and relaxed, and take some time to drop in with your breathing.
In the first part of the visualisation, we bring the focus of the breath to the belly. Slowly start to visualise a light growing within the belly, and associate this with the light of the sun: a strong, bright, glowing “yang” or masculine energy. Visualise it expanding and growing to fill the belly and feminine womb space. Whether you are a man or woman, feel that connection to the womb, and the left hand.
Start to imagine this inner sunlight expanding until it not only fills the belly and womb, but starts sending roots down into the dark soils of Mother Earth. With your inner eye, explore these soils, become comfortable with their soft darkness, a nurturing darkness. Explore with your awareness until you find a seed, which we are now going to plant in the womb.
Feel the darkness of the womb, connected to the Earth, that is filled by Sunlight. Within that glowing inner sunshine, we plant a seed of potential, carrying with it the infinite possibilities of growth.
Now for the second part, focus the breath on the heart, breathing into the right hand. Visualise the heart glowing soft and gentle, connected to the “yin” energy of the moon. Perhaps your heart appears like the moon in one of her phases: notice whether it is full, crescent, or perhaps even new. Now, visualise the moon shifting through her phases until she becomes new, and feel your heart filled with darkness.
The darkness is not scary; it is dark like the night sky, with all the wonder and expansion that connection to the cosmos brings. Now, imagine travelling up into the night sky, and explore that universe up there that is also the universe within you. As you explore the darkness, start to notice the stars throughout the night sky, and when a particular star draws your attention, focus on it.
Feel the soft moonlight of the heart, that is an anchor and gateway to the dark expanse of the cosmos. Within that dark expanse, we are going to plant a “star seed”. A bright shining star, that is nevertheless dwarfed by the scale of the universe, yet within holds so much potential – to bring light and radiance to an entire world.
When you complete these two parts, allow your focus to expand to encompass both your belly and the heart. Breathe deeply, allowing your breath to flow between the two points where your hands rest on your body. Stay with this, allowing any awarenesses to filter through and settle, integrating these messages within all aspects of your being.
Wishing you a beautiful weekend
~ Cara 🌹
A chapter is truly closing; the horizon
rushing towards, and yet
the days slowly unfolding
as though caught
in a lazy, melancholy
It seems too surreal
for dreams to have arrived —
that there is a mystic detachment;
allowing the soul to float,
beyond the turbulence of the
that has certainly thrown
its share of the underworld
Tests and challenges,
before we’d finally come
to rest in the cocoon
of eternity’s blessing…
for life beyond
the racing wheel
of society’s cycling
seems difficult to
Perhaps even boring —
there’s nothing to do?
But you see, the doing
is often a distraction.
To soften into the deep acceptance
of simply being,
to truly Be
requires confrontation of all.
In the silence of the womb
of the universe
the noise of any incongruence
screaming pained child
penetrating the dark
and bringing all suffering
To be with it,
is to provide the space —
for ultimate release.
And that, is how we
Be kind. Be gentle. Healing starts in the softness of the breath, flowing through the infinite present. When we allow ourselves to truly connect with a state of acceptance and being with what simply is, we stop projecting the negative judgments that only amplify problems – whether they are be internal, or external.
Wishing you a beautiful weekend,
If the inner garden is filled with weeds
then the intentions, of your sacred seeds
will not find footing in the soils
thus even the purest dreams are spoiled
And so our work, is to tend to those
overgrown lands, where seeds are sown
within, waiting for the moment to bloom
emerge to the light, from the cocoon
Those seeds have been there, all along
now we unlock, with our song
that the rhythm of life, rings loud and clear
the choice of expansive love, over contractive fear
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Our work is to clear the garden, to make space for the seeds of our deep truth; our authentic expression and purpose of incarnation here on this Earth; that they may grow and bloom into fruitful trees.
We spend, often a lot of time, focussing on finding an "intention". Even if that intention comes from the Heart and not the Mind, the risk is that we narrow ourselves. We start focusing on the dream, the goal; without simply creating the environment in our day to day for the way to unfold, organically and naturally.
There is a time and space for setting intentions, of course. But so too is there a moment for stepping back to see the broader landscape, of where we are planting those intentions, and to work the soils that will lead to the perfect flowering of our deepest desires - which may be hidden from our conscious mind.
Let us also remember, that there is a state of Being that is beyond time, and the linear flow of how our human selves perceive reality. In this state, all dreams have already been realised, because past, present, and future, are converged in a singularity. And so, there is no need to seek, because that which is sought has already been found.
All that is required, in truth, is thus the clearing of all fears and obstacles that limit our connection to the infinite eternity within the heart, that reveals all, exactly as is meant to be expressed, in any mortal moment.
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This writing came to me as I was preparing for an upcoming New Moon gathering. The New Moon is typically a time of setting intentions and planting the seeds for new beginnings. As we approach this coming new moon on Monday, 30 May, my invitation is to let go a little, take a step back, and take a look at your inner environment... the environment which affects the seeds we plant, or rather, the seeds that are already within us, deep within our subconscious.
I wish you a beautiful weekend. If you're interested in joining one of my ceremonies, get in touch!
Energy is here to flow in and out of us, like water, as air; in constant rhythmic motion, to avoid stagnation, and the disease that brings parasitic blocks, in the fabric of our beings, in the life force of Creation... For so long as the mentality is “what can I take?” … we perpetuate the same diseased pattern that has led to the destruction of the Earth and exploitation of Her resources — logical attempts to pin down the worth and value of a service risk involving the ego getting in the way of what ought to be the Heart’s loving trust and surrender into the Universe’s tender ebb and flow necessary for the rebalancing of inner and outer ecosystems 💛
The topic of money and pricing comes up a lot on my conscience these days; as I continue to make my transition away from a corporate job, and into offering my services in the health and wellbeing “industry”. I put industry in quotation marks because I don’t believe in the commercialisation of health and wellbeing (which I view as a fundamental human right) and indeed don’t even see my work in this field as a “business”.
Rather, it is my way of life; a practice, and an offering, in service to others and to the world. The further I journey in shedding the layers of my own ego, the more my sense of a separate “Self” dissolves. Instead, I appreciate the interconnectedness and ultimately oneness of this ecosystem here on earth. When we support the nourishment and healing of another being, another part of this web, we are in fact nourishing ourselves.
I also believe that to truly be doing their job, the goal of a healer must run contrary to business: contrary to the mentality of “getting” and “retaining” clients, and “expanding”. This is because the goal is to heal. And so if the job is done, the client will no longer need us. Equally, the more we heal as a global community, the less demand there ought to be on healing services.
Of course that’s not to say I (or any other healer for that matter) can be a “magic pill” — there is no magic pill when it comes to health. It is a daily practice that we must take responsibility for: while we are incarnated in these physical bodies, we must work constantly to balance our mind, body, and spirit. We must take care of ourselves on a daily basis, to cope with the challenges of life and the material/physical world, including existence in an ageing physical body that is regularly assaulted with all manner of pollutants in the water, air, and soil.
Depending on where an individual is in their own journey of reclaiming sovereignty over their being and taking care of their health, some form of regular support/therapy may be necessary. However, my goal remains: to not be needed. My goal is empowerment of each individual client to take charge over their own health — to equip them with the tools they need for their own self-care, and to be in tune with their own bodies, to prevent disease before it strikes.
And the goal of not being needed, goes against the nature of business.
Getting out of a business mentality requires the offerer of a service to dive deep into trust and surrender — into the ebb and flow of clients they may receive, and the ebb and flow of their income.
The deeper I’ve journeyed in my own medicine work with Cacao, and shamanism, the more I also find myself rejecting working with a model of fixed pricing for my services. I see how fixed systems are misaligned with the inherent functioning of the universe itself; a universe where nothing is static, and all is in constant motion. Not to mention that I believe in the power of unconditional gift and unconditional love — I see, with my own eyes, how my energy is different when I am connected to a pure state of love and devotional giving, without thinking about what I am going to “get” in return, and the impact this has on my clients.
Coming back to more of a logical discussion about fixed pricing — think of its limits. It does not take account of the differing backgrounds and circumstances of the parties to the exchange, and of their differing present needs. It does not take account of different perspectives on what a service is worth, or the energy involved in delivering that service.
Indeed there are many constantly changing variables from day to day. If my vehicle has broken down one week, my expenses for that week are going to be higher than usual because I have to make an additional repair. Perhaps in another week I am working through some challenges of my own, so my energy levels are lower and I am less able to give my time and my energy to others, because I’m more occupied simply with rebalancing myself. On the other hand, perhaps I receive a generous donation from a client in one week which enables me to share more abundance with others in my community, or devote more time to working with less materially-wealthy clients who nevertheless can benefit from my support. Perhaps I have a week feeling so full and abundant, materially and energetically, that I can be more outward and giving of my time and resources.
I believe that truly surrendering into monetary ebb and flow is the only way to realign with how the universe operates at a quantum level, and that is how we can start to live harmoniously as a wider ecosystem on this planet. If we are fighting against the inherent nature of things, how can we expect to find peace?
An interesting analogy also came to me recently — I was reflecting on how in traditional systems of medicine, disease is considered to arise when there are blocks or imbalances in the energetic flow within the body; whether it be the “Qi” or “Chi” referred to in traditional Chinese medicine, or “prana” in yogic/Indian tradition. Chi is meant to flow; not be stagnant.
Since money is just a form of energy — surely it is meant to flow also? The moment we cling on, to fixed pricing systems, fixed valuations of our time and services in the name of “knowing our worth” (ask: is that the ego talking?), to savings in the name of building our future — we risk stepping out of heart and into mind; where limited human logic gets in the way of us living in alignment with the world that we are a part of.
Furthermore, too often we think that money brings security and stability — and yet by thinking in this way, by sourcing our security and stability in something that is external to us, we make ourselves incredibly vulnerable. For we don’t develop the necessary inner stability which will allow us to be flexible and adaptable to change and disruption in our physical field.
Indeed, the only true stability we have comes from working on our inner strength and core; and from this growing out, to build true, deep, loving connections with those around us, forming harmonious community relationships at the micro scale, and rippling this out, rebuilding a more harmonious world as a reflection of our internal balance.
I believe the more we work on our internal world and balance within; the more we can surrender and let go of our desperate grasping on to things in the material world (that has led to us exploiting the earth’s resources), and live more fluidly. Always questioning ourselves as to what is it that we truly need? And what are we here to give?
For those interested, I am happy to share more about how I work. If you’re interested to work with me, just reach out: letting me know your health needs in this moment, what you would like support with, and what you would like to offer me for my time. We take things from there: opening a discussion based upon what you feel to offer, and then discussing both of our present needs and availabilities.
For me, deciding to work with an individual involves many aspects. It is about whether we are compatible, whether I can offer the service desired or whether I feel that someone else is better suited to their needs. It depends on my schedule and whether I have capacity to properly devote to the service. It depends on my own needs and how I’m feeling in any given week; for I also have to take care of myself in a material world, with physical limitations such as time and resources.
This life is a constant journey of rebalancing, and we all do our part. That together, we return to the loving purity within our hearts, trusting in the ebb and flow of existence, and the natural recalibration of the wider ecosystem.
You can read more about my “Economy of Love” dream here — and I will be posting more practical writings about how this can be achieved, soon.
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May the light of the Sun shine his radiance down filling our hearts, 'till the fears have flown And tears, dried by the heat of a steady, loving, fierce heart-beat The truth evades, for we cannot know the mysteries deep; of where and why the winds blow Here on earth struggling to comprehend: What comes next, beyond the End? While time slips by, slowly, gently beneath the ever-present radiant Sky We learn, we grow we begin to transcend mortal wounds, that block the path to ascend And step by step the road reveals the power of Love, and all it heals Suffering, we leave behind tapestry of trauma begins to unwind Rising, to the tune of a Magician's spell and casting our dreams into the wishing well The time is coming, it's nearly here we must hold on to all that's dear That clarity will, emerge from the storm and we'll come together Whole, Reborn
Wishing you a beautiful weekend;
… and sending my support for the journey, through the wild winds of Life.
Take care of yourself. Light a candle for the Dawn. Sing to the Sky what you are grateful for. Tell your loved ones how you love them. This moment is precious, each day a sacred gift.