Introspective Odyssey

Some sessions leave me speechless. Not because of anything I did, but because of what the body is capable of when it feels truly safe, seen, and ready to release. Last week, I held space for a woman who’s been on a long and dedicated healing path. Her story is one of resilience—from illness in childhood and adulthood to a slow but steady return to vitality over the past six years. We began with CranioSacral Therapy , but the session gently evolved into something deeper— meditative work and somatoemotional release . It was quiet. Intentional. Energetic. And, most notably... I never laid a hand on her. (Well—technically, I did. I used gentle CranioSacral touch, which is so subtle that a bystander might not even notice my hands moving. And just to be clear—I never touched her calves. My hands were primarily on her torso, nowhere near the area where the physical shift occurred.) And yet—this is the message I received from her afterward: I’m not usually one to text anyone on a weeken...

There is a small point in the center of the chest, between the breasts, that holds ancient stories. In Traditional Chinese Medicine, this point is called CV17 – the Sea of Tranquility . In energy healing, it lives at the heart chakra, the space of love, grief, breath, and belonging. When this spot becomes tender—aching, sore, or dense—it is often more than physical. It is a message. A doorway. A sacred ache. Recently, a dear friend and fellow energy explorer reached out to share her experience. She described deep tenderness at this heart point, anxiety that kept looping, and the sense of being pressed for time—pushed by certification deadlines and expectations she had placed on herself. She wondered if massaging this spot would make the pain go away. But what if the pain wasn’t asking to be erased? What if it was asking to be understood ? When the Heart is Sore from Efforting The heart center often carries the weight of our shoulds —the invisible timelines we place on ourselves....

Honoring the Sacred Role of Parenthood Through Hard Times As a Metaphysical Mentor and Intuitive Coach, I often hold space for clients as they walk through life’s most tender and transformative passages. In the stillness of spiritual hypnosis, beneath the noise of everyday thought, something deeper often speaks. A voice of clarity. A wisdom beyond the personal. A remembering. This quote came through one such session—spoken by the Higher Self of a mother navigating a season of heartbreak, resilience, and profound growth. It stopped me in my tracks. She has divinely led her children through painful times. They know strength by watching her. This was not just for her. This was for all the parents who’ve walked through fire—wondering if the heat left their children scorched. This was for those whose strength was forged in the middle of the storm, not after it passed. There are seasons in life when we are not the smiling, carefree version of ourselves we hoped our children would remembe...

Chaos. It can feel like everything is unraveling—internally and externally. A rush of emotions rises with no clear beginning or end. Overwhelm, rage, grief, fear, or deep sadness may surface, uninvited. We often call it a breakdown. But what if it’s something more sacred? What if chaos is the soul’s way of clearing space for truth? The Body Remembers What the Mind Tries to Forget Trauma, stress, and emotional suppression don’t simply disappear with time. They get stored—in muscles, organs, fascia, the nervous system—waiting for a moment of safety to emerge. When that moment comes, it rarely looks “peaceful.” It may look like crying that won’t stop, shaking, yelling into a pillow, or sudden exhaustion. But this is not dysfunction. This is the body releasing what it no longer wishes to carry. It’s your system choosing healing. Emotional Release: A Portal, Not a Problem In a culture that worships composure and control, emotional release is often labeled as “too much.” We ar...

 In the realm of spiritual healing, metaphysical mentoring, and intuitive guidance, we often speak of moments of deep connection, channeling, and flow. But there’s another type of experience—one that’s less discussed yet equally profound: the sudden silence, the blank mind, the still point. This experience often arises unexpectedly during sessions, meditations, or moments of deep presence. A healer may be speaking, receiving insights, and then—everything stops. Words vanish. Thoughts pause. The space becomes completely quiet. To the ego-mind, this can feel disorienting, even alarming. But from a spiritual and energetic perspective, this stillness is anything but empty. It is a threshold space , a recalibration point, a sacred pause. What Is the Still Point? The "still point" is a moment when your conscious mind is lovingly set aside so that something deeper may come through—or simply be. It may feel like: A complete blankness of thought A sudden halt in verbal or me...

A meditative pause for the human heart in metamorphosis There are moments on the healing journey when the weight of all that was, all that is, and all that longs to be... gathers in the body like a storm. The stories we’ve outgrown begin to echo louder. The past that we thought had been made peace with stirs beneath the surface, whispering, “there’s more here to meet.” And yet—this, too, is grace. Because in these sacred storms, when triggers awaken ancient grief, fear, or longing, we are being invited... not to collapse, not to react—but to pause . To pause is not to run or to freeze. It is to breathe. To soften. To return. To create a space within yourself— a bubble , a sphere , a chamber of soul where you can meet what arises not with panic, but with presence. This is the metaphysical reset point we often forget we have. The moment where we stop trying to fix, to solve, to resist— and instead… return to the soul, and choose again. Inside the human story, it’s easy t...

Honoring the Messages Beneath the Reactions There’s a moment on the healing path when the very thing we once dreaded—the trigger—becomes something we approach with curiosity. Not with fear. Not with judgment. But with reverence. Because we realize: this isn’t just discomfort. It’s an invitation. It’s a signal from our inner world, asking us to turn inward. Not to retreat in shame or spiral in self-blame—but to listen, hold space, and decode the message beneath the reaction.  The tightness in the chest? A younger version of us remembering a time it wasn't safe to ask for what we needed.  The flash of anger? A boundary crossed, perhaps one we weren't allowed to name in the past.  The impulse to please or perform? A survival strategy that once helped us stay connected when love felt conditional. And so, the trigger becomes a trailhead . A beginning—not a failure. It doesn’t mean we’re broken. It means we’re being given a chance to meet ourselves more deeply. To see wha...