We are being lied to everyday. Lied to about what we are. About our origin. And yet the truth is all around us, within us. In the red of our bloodstream and the green of the surviving forests. Everywhere there is sacred soil, everywhere there is sacred body. And yet you travel into lands our ancestors ravaged looking for a discovery that exists right here and right now. We have forgotten to die. To evolve. Forgotten that life requires our surrender. That we cannot dominate nature. We have forgotten we are nothing but another beautiful expression of life. We are not life itself. Not consciousness itself. Just bodies. Amazing bodies. It’s time to begin our paths home. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #greatmother #gaia #balance #deathdoula #oracle #healing #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #tantra #rebirth #quantumhealing #magdalene #gnostic #poetry
Allowing this transition to be what it needs to be. Surrendering to the natural world and to the cosmos. Listening to the language of the real. Drinking from the sun. Finding more of myself in the silence. Reading, laughing, dreaming. Working in unseen worlds. Prospering. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #greatmother #gaia #balance #deathdoula #oracle #healing #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #tantra #rebirth #quantumhealing #magdalene #gnostic #poetry
Nature took my words, all I have is this green beating inside my heart. Her green is my heart. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #greatmother #gaia #balance #deathdoula #oracle #healing #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #tantra #rebirth #quantumhealing #magdalene #gnostic
What happens when you stop everything and you stop trying to push anything? What happens when you surrender this deeply? What happens when you stay still and accept being what you are right now, and love all of it? Yes there is a Full Moon this weekend but for me the revelation has been the Sun. I have been infused with the desire to surrender to it and let go of any attempts to do anything else. It has been filling me with life and telling me to sit with that life and hoard it until it’s ripe. I never felt what it was to be ripe. I understand now that my lineage never knew it either. I had plans to do videos and write articles and take clients but nothing worked once I got here because I was drained, I was fighting a war that wasn’t mine. I was trying to live in a plan B. Believe I was limited by some perception of how I used to be. I can’t anymore. That woman died. My plan is plan M for Magic. For Mystical. Mysterious. My path is to surrender to God, to cease all attempts to become something. I will return after this rebirth, for now I am following my body and making space for new energy. I know I have a crazy ambition of creating something beyond this realm and that roots itself in this realm too. It’s in my heart, so it is for me. It is my responsibility to nurture that desire. What we really need is to remember our wholeness and to stop making compromises with systems we don’t value. If we can’t make something work for us, it’s because it’s not for us. It’s that radical honesty that got me started. And it will always take me into places most people don’t wish to venture. That’s how I know they are for me, it feels natural for me to go there, it feels like home. This Full Moon is a Sun of Revelation, a goodbye to small ways and an acceptance to be guided beyond anything the rational mind can conceive. With this nomadic life I’ve started I have accepted to go into the heartfull path with all my energy. I release all pretenses that I ever cared about past narratives and a collective that reflects them. I am here for the visionaries and the lovers. It’s about time it’s our time.
Today we traveled through Saint Rémy de la Provence, saw the morning market, had lunch at Chateauneuf du Pape where I almost cried seeing the vineyards and day dreamed of just moving there permanently, bought pastries at Orange and took many scenic routes along the way. France has so much to offer, I am in awe of the quality of life, the devotion to Earth I see here. I also barely picked up my phone as I was so immersed in the moment and I wondered how “influencers”manage to travel and post everything they do as they do it. I just want to enjoy the experience. I believe this world has enough of the energy of spectators, and I would rather someone take in from my unique experience of life as to enrich their own, than me becoming someone with a cult following that is so obsessed with my experience that they forget their own. We have been doing many things from places of pain and transformation, of shadow. One of them is this need to be constantly available online, to be seen all the time, to overshare, Here I’ve just been reading, resting and being in the moment without phone. No Netflix, no distractions. Not that I was into much of it before but now there’s zero desire to see what’s “happening “. I’m very happy I’m missing out, happy I’m not part of the conversation. Being here is to begin again, cleansed. Blessed by the wine, the sun, the flowers, the flavors of Gaia. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #mother #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #tantra
This is a magical place and a magical land and I know that all lands of this Earth are. Only we have forgotten. I found this carving of the Goddess and I could not separate myself from it. I wanted to hold it and take with me as a child does with a favorite doll. I remembered why I loved dolls and why nothing ever came close to the passion of the female form and the Feminine energy. There is nothing like that, nothing that compares to being surrendered to Her and becoming Her. It’s knowing God like this that fuels my love towards all that is matter, a love that is never attached but sometimes feels the pull of human and wants to hold that doll just a little closer and not let go. It’s this desire that fuels transformation, this confusing of need and want with Love. We get lost so we can be found. We depart so we can arrive. We know duality to transcend it. One day I just gave all my dolls away. I was 13. I heard a voice saying it was time, but only 20 years later did I truly let go. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #mother #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #tantra
When I took this picture I saw my mother. And I smiled because it no longer hurt to see her in me. For so many women with mothers that were deeply unhappy (sometimes long before we were born) the sight of their features when we look in the mirror is a trigger, a reminder of the same fate awaiting us. When I healed my mother wound and the wound I carried because my mother carried it and her mother, and throughout generations with no end, I closed a cycle of pain, a cycle of karma and illusion. We are our mothers but we are not our mothers. I will bear her resemblance in my features, her strong survival, her love. But I will not carry her suffering, I will not become her fears. I truly believe that no healing can take hold of our bodies until we love the essence of our mothers and release even the forgiving, seeing their path as one that reflected their humanity and their errors. That they can only answer to themselves and God and because God is Love all will be washed and transformed back to Love. I don’t request judgment or retribution over any of the wounds she passed to me. I know she will be free from them. I released my mother from her need to be forgiven, I love her where she is. Even if she struggles with showing me the same. It has nothing to do with me. It is important that I never let the illusion distract me from the truth: that she did not open so I would live closed. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #mother #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #tantra
Surrender was always the language I felt the most comfortable speaking. That and silence, they were home. But I was never surrounded by people who understood it, who opened to it. Everything I love always terrified people. So I kept myself hidden and I pursued a way of life that was not for me, all to quiet my fears of being seen for what I was: strange, alien, detached. But finally I am done with the past. It’s over. I don’t know where this road leads and I’m absolutely ok with that uncertainty, I’m grateful for every experience and every loss. Every defeat was welcomed, appreciated and understood. Every defeat revealed more of life and the mystery that I am witnessing in this body. There is no control, there is no knowing everything, there is nothing but accepting our surrender to energy bigger than us. To Love. I am at last one with myself and my heart, one with Love and existence. I love my body, the quiet ego I inherited, the wounds of my ancestors because that humbled me, and the sorrow of mourning the end of an era that will not be missed. The funeral has been expected for a long time. Someone asked me recently what’s the most insightful thing I’ve learned about life and I couldn’t answer in any way that satisfied me. Life is both a journey, a dance, a passage. There’s nothing insightful that will be enough for today and tomorrow, it’s all transforming at all times, nothing is truly permanent. That’s why I’m not afraid of what might come, why I don’t care if tomorrow life decides it wants something else from me. I know I was never here to last. Never here to experience separation. I was always here to remember and to feel. To be impermanent, a passenger, a wave. Nomadic. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #activism #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #shamanism
I have been at odds with writing and with getting back to work. Words are small, they feel violent. I want people to feel and I am trying to become a better catalyst for that. And it starts with accepting this transformation. Being here feels enough and action hasn’t called me yet, so I’m following what is in front of me. It feels so wonderful to be here, I’m full with gratitude. I am opening and surrendering. I am accepting better choices. These are lands of summer, of abundance and pleasure. Staying one month in this home, one month to enjoy Provence and I plan on doing just that: be “in” joy. Life seems to be coming full circle once again, and I’m opening myself to whatever God wants. I’m letting Love decide. Instead of pushing myself towards activity I am allowing for real action to find me. I am awakening to a new way of being. For now I find myself desiring time with me and with life. Participating and embodying. Summer is coming. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #activism #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #shamanism
All the way driving there I felt the energy pulsing, increasing. You could feel that you were entering a powerful place. So powerful that regardless of attempts from man the internet and phone connection kept dying. The air was pure, fresh, clean. There’s something so simple, so eternal that lives in these lands. When I entered the church grounds my heart stopped and I just wanted to cry. I didn’t want to leave, I just wanted to stay there with God and listen. Many will not understand but there was something about that place that was all Feminine, all God. I believe that she heard it. That she saw it. That she was touched by it. When they killed her they made her immortal. Such is the power of Love. I love you Jeanne. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #activism #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #shamanism
My life has always been messy. I have always been misunderstood. But I’m learning to let all of that go. The burden of having to be the pariah, the outcast. Of resenting my voice, of desiring an easier path. Of carrying the darkness that others can’t carry themselves. And to desire a joy that always seemed elusive. To me none of the lightness of life was allowed. I was a daughter of the shadow. A lover of the darkness. Mistress of the underworld. People assume they know me. Assume I’m going to destroy them, because I see beyond the crafted image. Assume I can’t be trusted. Assume I am dangerous. Maybe I am. They assume I will overstep because they do it. Assume I am one of them. I am not. Yes I am dangerous, because to them Love is danger. I spoke of my ancestry recently only to receive violent accusations that I was seeking to destroy the ancestry of others, because of my lineage. I understand them but this message was never for them. It’s a wound I can’t mend. Only them can. There is no space to speak the truth of my lineage in the European community, but I have spoken of it nonetheless. I am not representative of my culture, because since I was a child I desired to dismantle it. Still I spoke of it, of the disconnection, the wounds, the horrors. The shadow was clear to me. The roots or our self neglect obvious. I’ve been rejected by my own because of this and it was often tempting to find shelter elsewhere. For those like me there is no shelter. I want none. I don’t want to be palatable. I don’t want to be another European healer walking away from the real work. I will speak my truth. I will not be silent. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #activism #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #wombhealing #energy #transformation #death #embodiment #grief #ancestry #shamanism
Fate returned me to a city I hadn’t been to in many years. I felt a closure of several themes the moment I landed here, the understanding that this was never my home, and I was just placed here to learn. And I did and I am grateful. I was born in Lisbon only to die in Amsterdam and encounter many NDEs along the way. So many countries and beloveds that taught me about me and my nature. I have a nomadic soul and a nomadic energy that can’t be defined and is not understood by those seeking the safety of the harbor. I am always in movement. I am of the sea and the land and the air and one day also of the fire he is. He that calls me and I heard him so clearly in this trip, I remembered how it felt to be called by fire. Next month Provence awaits, land of the Magdalene. Land of my ancestral beloveds, the ones I am being called to honor. I will strip down to the essence to meet them. It’s a new chapter, a new life, a new way. #spirituality #love #naturalworld #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #meditation #wombhealing #energy #transformation #plantbased #embodiment
The relationship with self image is a funny thing. There were times in the past where I wore make up even to stay at home, because looking in the mirror without it made me feel alienated. I never thought this was something problematic because every woman around me had the same. I thought that all the good looking natural women lived somewhere else. Not near me for sure. I never looked or felt my body with disgust but if you asked me to take a picture or be on camera I’d reject it immediately. I hated my reflection on those devices the way I never experienced with a mirror. I hated the high pitched sound of my voice. Truly I hated how my energy was translated in a material way. Losing weight didn’t help. At some point I lost 40 pounds and I loved how I felt but still did not understand why I was not photogenic in the way I had expected. I’m not thin and could be that one day I will be and I wonder if people will respect my message more. When I lost weight the interest of men returned, I became visible again. But I was not happy. My relationship with my body has been a constant evolution and I never wanted it to be a public spectacle but the bodies of women have ways of becoming everyone else’s but their own. All I’m saying is: I don’t know everything about me and it’s the journey that I’m interested in. I lost the belief I’d ever get me, consistently. I’m learning and that feels like the loveliest relationship so far. I’m cultivating a better approach than having fixed goals and expectations. I’m interested in being with people and speaking to them from an open place and I am very comfortable with what I am on this (h)earth to do and be. I want to engage more, not just with clients but expanding my voice. I want to speak about Love and speak about our differences. Some of us had to hide those differences for decades because they were rejected. We are tired of hiding and of torturing our bodies so we can hide. I am speaking because I can. #spirituality #love #naturalworld #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #meditation #wombhealing #energy #transformation #plantbased #embodiment
If you can, take a look at your journal and see what you were writing a year ago. I am certain that it will be related to the transformation you are undergoing now. It’s the previous chapter. There was so much work asked of us last year, it was difficult to see then all the ways our lives would change in the coming months. Now we are in the place where we know what it opening. Now change is clear. You know what has to be done, you know where you are being taken. Not the details and certainly you do not know yet how deeply you will transform by acting on what you desire. But you know you have to enter it. You know there’s nowhere to run. Life is asking for your courage and defiance. Is it safe? Well, no. But then again only illusions will ever be and we know how much those have costed us. So I want to speak about the soft and wild Nature of Love. This is the healing my heart prefers. There are no illusions there, everything dissolves in that place. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #activism #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #oracle #readings #meditation #wombhealing #energy #transformation #plantbased #reducewaste #embodiment #yearofthepig #death #grief
The energy of March is leaping into my body. I purged from my life a lot of artificial energy and patterns of addiction, to leave me with the heart space to allow community and new relationships and I was shown that it would not be here and would not be in a big city. I am leaving soon, and I am already dreaming of sunshine and warmth and sand and the scent of the ocean. Today was spent dreaming. I also want to share that it’s been increasingly difficult for me as highly sensitive to be in a big city as the energy is really shifting and it’s very complicated to access lighter body energy and flow energy in places that are so removed from Nature. I had to completely change my diet, devote more time to mindfulness abs meditation less time in gatherings and with groups, had to quit my job, sell my things, work from home, as I no longer felt I had the ability to compromise and live as before. My body really need to be prioritized. So… if you have been feeling this, I would advise you to reach out to your guides (or set intentions for this if you don’t have the habit) to really call on what actions you can take to better support your coming into balance and ser clear energetic boundaries. Don’t forget the magic of your body. Don’t forget to dream and to go on adventures. Your life should not be predictable.
Oracle of the week: Transfer grief - Elderflower 6 of Cups . . “A new flow, unless you want the old one back. You shouldn’t." . . You won’t like the week ahead if you’re interested in keeping the past alive. And why should this cycle be good to you if you can’t accept that good things can happen? You are stubbornly insisting in being closed to life, because at least you’ll be right and you won’t need to challenge yourself to achieve more. Success feels like bitter poison to the stagnant ego. This week will really hurt you and I am happy to report that you’re gonna be able to end it. It will happen the moment you accept that you’re full of shit and you know nothing and things WILL indeed get so much better. Truly a “get out of your way” week. So much is ending and for the millionth time the Universe sings this sweet song “you can let go!” How many more moments like this do you need? What else needs to fail for you to pay attention to that sign saying “everything must go, final sale, shop closing”? Love, stop insisting on what doesn’t work. Stop. Listen to the song of the Universe for once, accept that it’s not for you and move on to what is. Because on the other side of this week sits that crisp 6 of cups, that should be turning you on because if you are bold enough to do what’s being asked of you then you will be sailing in the most dazzling Piscean waters. And you want that. You want that surrender. Life rewards action and adventure. Life is also abundance, pleasure, desire. Life is also a ripe piece of fruit at your disposal, asking you to take a bite. So you get to choose here, do you want to see death as another proof that life is suffering and struggle, that everything will be taken from you? Or do you want to swim the flow of rebirth and transformation and let your body receive the new life of Love and innocence? Do you want to see what you are beneath the wounds and the projections of others? This week you will go diving within the most ancient places in you, and only you can decide what you’ll bring from the depths. 6 energy also tells us that March will continue with this energy and further amplify it. No place left to run.
I never expected to be doing this work some years ago, as someone who was very careful about exposing myself to others and as someone who believed in the “introvert” label. As I got more followers and more clients I thought I could also continue to expand my giving, my exposure and my sharing. And last month that push felt so invasive that I had to leave some platforms and stop writing for a while. I respect those who find comfort in writing about themselves but I have done all of that and it didn’t resonate with my highest purpose. My home frequency is quiet, peaceful, soft, discreet, mystical and mysterious even. I am not for everyone and I never wished to be. I am working with my guides and teachers to set clear boundaries and stay in my home energy more and more, until it becomes a constant practice. All relationships change and evolve with time, and the one we have with ourselves is no exception. I do not need to prove that I am real by placing everything I feel into paper regularly. I want to be able to do valuable work and that won’t happen if I’m living by the standards of others. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #activism #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #oracle #readings #meditation #wombhealing #energy #transformation #plantbased #zerowaste #embodiment #newmoon #yearofthepig #guasha
Another winter day in the city, rainy and grey. I am getting tired of this constant fog around me, the energy is stale and thick. The cleanse and fasting is bringing up a whole bunch of sadness and maybe I too will only begin to feel stronger once the sun is here. Maybe I’m experiencing seasonal affective disorder but I can’t bring myself to call it winter blues because I love winter. What I can’t stand is the city. I was full of energy near the sea coast in Denmark, but the moment I got here I lost a lot of my spark. I can’t stand this rhythm of busy living, where the grey skies meet concrete floors and buildings and sad people inside places full of sadness and denial. Winter asks me to stop but we have bills to pay and things to do, so we never stop. Today I made some golden milk and hummus to break my fast. I make golden milk with coconut and cashew milk, turmeric, ginger, honey and let it simmer with a lemon peel and a cinnamon stick. I also added maca powder because I needed that extra energy. I top it with cinnamon powder because I love cinnamon. It was delicious and soothing but it didn’t revive me yet, I’m still working through this sadness. For now it just wants to be here and wants to be known so I’m making peace with it. #spirituality #love #nature #naturalworld #activism #gaia #balance #femaleartist #deathdoula #oracle #healing #femalewriter #nomad #guidance #selflove #oracle #readings #meditation #wombhealing #energy #transformation #plantbased #zerowaste #embodiment #newmoon #yearofthepig #guasha