Walking through a tough patch in life makes one often look at it from a different perspective, or so I hope. The dark night of the soul, a dark path, difficult decisions, heartache, death, sadness and fighting all are parts of life to make us pause, ponder, perhaps even wait there for a while but […]

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Like water that runs wherever the path leads so our lives need to be fluid. We want to hold on to a certain way of living or doing things. We don’t like change, we want things to stay the same, mostly forever. However, life is changing daily, we are changing daily. Just look at nature […]

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Walking along the shores of my life I realized that I missed the warning signs of the coming tsunami. It was there, the news flashes, the sirens went off and pressure sensors showed an increase in pressure, but I chose to ignore it. I noticed it, heard it but I chose to not heed the […]

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A young person in a robe looking despondent.

I’ve been feeling this post, inspired by a conversation between myself and a lovely friend, brewing for a number of days now, but I listened to my intuition telling me to wait before writing it. I waited until I had my session with my Theta Healer (look up Theta Healing or ThetaHealing if you are […]

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An abstract painting of an open newspaper.

The theme of the December edition of Healers Magazine is Epistemological Equitability: The Democratization of Truth. Why? When you look at healing ideologies with your third eye you see that despite libraries full of interdisciplinary disputes, healers are all on the same side. You might even say that they’re all saying the same things which […]

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A painting of a person with and invisible torso squating down.

A friend of a friend confided in her that she was extremely worried about one of her own friends who seemed to be in the tight grip of anorexia nervosa. My friend told her that she knew somebody who may be able to shed some light on how to intervene with the woman who was […]

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An abstact painting of white, red and black colors.

We all have felt pure love because it is what we are. Love is the essence of who we are. We are all love but we forget where we came from. It is part of the game of separation. We feel that we can’t love or we cannot be loved: “No-one loves me. I am […]

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