Two Years Later: The Hidden Challenges with The Stellar Queen of Oaxaca

It’s been 2 years since the launch of the children’s book, The Stellar Queen of Oaxaca, that I wrote and self-published. The story is about a woman named Reyna I met and befriended years ago while I was living in Oaxaca City, Mexico.  She is visually impaired, since birth, from a genetic defect that her father had.  In order to survive, her father played accordion as a way to make money on the streets. There are no social programs for people with disabilities in Mexico, and most people have to endure this kind of life in a state of poverty, unless they have other family members who can care for them. 

At a young age, a man pursued Reyna and made false promises.  She ended up getting pregnant with her one and only child, Sabina.  In a Catholic and patriarchal culture, this would have been seen as a major social stigma.

Instead of giving up, instead of going into bitterness, Reyna chose to be a role model to her daughter instead, to show her there are more possibilities than meets the eye, literally and figuratively.  Reyna decided that she wanted to learn English as a Second Language, much to her parents’ disapproval. They couldn’t understand why she would waste her time getting an education. But Reyna persisted.

In Oaxaca, they value democratic education greatly. They offer free or low-cost education to its citizens.  Reyna took advantage of these programs. At the Infantil Esperanza, the organization for street children where I met Reyna, they funded the translation of her textbooks into braille and aligned her with volunteers, like myself, who could help her learn English through conversation. Reyna’s commitment to learning, toting this huge textbook around with her, while having her daughter in tow and walking without sight, was beyond inspiring.  She automatically made friends with foreigners so she could expand her understanding of the world, while also having the possibility of people who could offer financial support in some way. She never begged, nor did she ask. One just couldn’t help but fall in love with her and her courage and just want to see her succeed and do well. 

The Stellar Queen of Oaxaca was my answer to help Reyna, because I am someone who doesn’t make a stable or large income as an entrepreneur and artist.

I thought that this project would be easy to deliver and it had the potential to be widely successful – not in a grandiose way, but in a way that would touch people’s hearts and raise awareness of the issues in Mexico and Reyna’s path as a leader.

I had visions of Reyna being a role model both in Canada and Mexico for people living with disabilities.

This book was also my way of intertwining the feminine quality of Mexico – which is seriously bruised and battered – and present the sensuality and soul of the culture so others could be touched and moved to preserve it. I wanted people here to feel the magic of Oaxaca City, from what I experienced, as one of the divine and thriving centres in Mexico, where art, music, social change and cultural preservation were revealing itself.

I wanted to make a difference for the children who lived close to the streets in Mexico, where they were abandoned because of their parents wanting to make a better life in the U.S. or they had to do migrant labour.  Poverty breeds so many problems and no one can really be blamed for how they earn their living there.  It’s a sick system on all class levels. Regardless, I still saw hope in the most vulnerable kids having a brighter future, a different outcome than what was expected of them –the army, the drug trade or prostitution were some of the only options. 

My dream has been that the book would be published in braille and Spanish and it would be distributed in Oaxaca City.

My Canadian, liberal-minded self wanted to see this project make some profound waves. But I had to check my cultural arrogance.  I had to think first and foremost of Reyna’s well-being and get real.  Sadly, kidnappers and thugs linger heavily in the background of Mexico.  Even since I was last there, there has been a rise of kidnappings of regular storekeepers and average citizens, because drug dealers are getting desperate.  I became very aware, as I was making big plans for the book, that if some people know that Reyna is connected to a foreign woman, then her and her daughter’s life could be in harm’s way. My life could be in harm’s way if I travelled back there.

Isn’t this so sad? A simple children’s book, meant to open the hearts of kids and parents alike, to make a difference in the world, has to have a certain level of hiding because of the darkness and corruption that exists in the world?  Yet, I understand, deeply, the state of affairs in Mexico. I can’t even blame the drug dealers – they were once kids who were abandoned and left for dead when they were young. They, too, are caught in a horrible world, where they never had the benefits of dreaming and imagining a different life. They have lost touch with their sensuality and gentleness. They only know desperation and greed and violent ways.

I have to trust that what I’ve done so far with the book – distributing 200 copies and sending money to the Organization for Streetchildren and to Reyna – will make a difference. That it will have some kind of ripple effect in the lives and consciousness of the world. Where the child’s heart of Mexico will eventually return to a good place within each person. Where parents and children alike are given a fair chance at a better way of life.  

Rescuing Oneself

My role in my family was the rescuer.  It is a position that comes from growing up in a state of crisis and seeing people I loved getting hurt.  Some could say I karmically chose my family in order to be this type of person in the world – without it, I wouldn’t have done the volunteering I’ve done. I wouldn’t have gone on the path of holistic healing and service. I wouldn’t have spent time listening to others, and wanting to help.  The main problem though, with being the rescuer, is that there will always need to be a crisis, drama triangle or difficult dynamic in order to validate the rescuer’s existence. 

What the heck would happen to me if there was world peace? No cause to take on? No one to be there for? Who am I without that role?  The shadow side of the rescuer is that she can get burnt out, resentful, feeling unfulfilled and underappreciated. Plus she can get abused herself by intervening with the problems of the world. 

I have had my share of working with people who end up having major mental health issues and addictions. My heart would go to them, I’d form strong bonds, only to have to detach and let go and allow them their journey into self-harm. My heart would break and then it would feel invalidated and drained. What I didn’t do was discern if the people I was connecting with were capable of a mutual relationship.  This is not out of judgment. This is out of seeing clearly whether what I was expecting of someone was more than they could deliver.  It is unfair to ask someone to be something they aren’t or can’t be. It doesn’t mean they don’t deserve love, acceptance or even friendship. But they have their path to learn how to care for themselves and be a friend first and foremost to themselves. 

I’ve had to set some strong boundaries with people close to me who chose not to get the help that would allow them to live in a more caring, balanced and well way.  I now refuse to get hurt by others’ mental health issues or unkind and unsafe ways.  Yes, initially I would feel guilty, like I was abandoning them.  This, of course, is what my inner child wanted to tell me because I was setup to be the rescuer of others. But I’m firing myself from that job.

Instead, my main lesson as the rescuer is to rescue myself first and foremost. Focus on my needs, in relationships, life, work and community.  Get the healing I need for having had to be exposed to serious dysfunction. Where can I get nourishment? Where and what do I need to walk away from because it feels un-nurturing?

All of this awareness has shown up in the work I’ve done with therapy but the rescuer role was mostly revealed in the “Your Family, Your Life” Package. This work looks at the undercurrents of our consciousness and family dynamics.

It doesn’t mean I blame my family of origin.  I can see that my family taught me how to be a good girl, trying to balance and find compassion for the crises of abused women, racism, sexual abuse, serious mental illness and the feelings of powerlessness to truly help ease the suffering. I am grateful for what they taught me and I’m also grateful to learn that it is not my place to fix, heal or make right their pain.  In fact, all I can do is acknowledge that it existed, hold a space of remembrance so they are validated, and guide them, if they so choose, to what may help from other sources.  As I transform this role, it ripples into all areas of my life – my path as a healer, of being of service, of caring for others. It is more detached in a loving and accepting way. My heart doesn’t get as hooked, and I can actually allow the person or others to truly be seen, understood and released from the pain that has been long-standing – pain that I have had no responsibility for. I can set clear boundaries without guilt, find what nurtures me and keeps me in a state of balance, and call in the friends who are truly nourishing and of mutual benefit.

I love the power of self-awareness.  It truly can set us free and rise above the unconscious ways we keep re-creating our own suffering.

What role are you playing in your family? What would life be like if you weren’t in that position? How would you live life differently?

What are ways you can rescue and nurture yourself?

Much of the spiritual journey is about finding your true self. It’s the part of us that always existed, without the social programming and or beliefs that have come from trauma. I learned a lot about this through starting an Adult Children of Alcoholics and Dysfunctional Families (ACoA) Support Group, and also through my previous relationship with someone who focused on this type of work through spiritual awakening. 

The quest for the true self is timeless and one that incorporates many facets.  It can be seen through the gateways of your preferences, what inspires you and what moves you at the core.  It can also be shaped by some of your experiences that have hurt your heart, but also what has informed what you care about.  Personal expression and being around others of like-heart is so important in order to keep nurturing this part of you. In the ACoA program, that would say your true self is your inner child.

I’ve done a ton of personal growth and healing work, and it has all been beneficial of uncovering layers and layers of masks, old beliefs and what motivates me.  I thought I had it all covered, until the other day.  That was the day when I reached into my fiance’s junk box and found a button in a little plastic box. When I looked at it, I nearly cried.  It was me. All me. A simple little button. But this button reflected that little girl in me that was always there. It is a cute, funky, weird and not-perfectly-designed button.  Check it out below. 

You see, I remembered a part of me I had forgotten.  This child self who was the funky, live it big, love it big, non-gendered, smart girl.  My sister and my mother, bless them, were the princess types. They loved baking and crafting and decorating and doing their hair, and all that stuff.  Which is fine. That’s them. But because they were bigger than me, they had a bigger influence over me. I was the outcast in the family. The misfit.  The one that just wore her heart on her sleeve and loved people, without needing to be something I wasn’t. I didn’t want pretty, or fancy, or perfect. I just wanted to be ME. 

All this came flooding back to me in this button. My inner child really is my true self.  She has been with me the whole time. In was in my love of funk music. Big rainbow lollipops. Living in Kensington Market in Toronto. Do-it-yourself zines.  The children’s book I wrote. She’s been with me the whole time. Why didn’t I really get it before? Because I took her for granted.

So now, the work is integrating her in my life. In my home. The work I do.  The things I love. Pure, funky, wild, smart and just full of heart. That’s me. 

So, who are you?

Are you following your heart?

There was a time when I wasn’t living according to my heart. I was living based on what I thought was good and right.  I was in my mind. It came from what I was taught in school or the values of my peers. I was doing “all the right things” that would make me be a “good” person.

I took on causes for social justice, I knew how to socialize well at parties, I tried to check my consciousness and outlook for I was being a considerate person, and I even went to live in a developing country so I could understand the issues of oppression more intimately.

I would say that yes, these things were a part of who I was as a compassionate person, however there was a deeper mechanism that was going on. I was trying to be the perfectly compassionate and good person.  I didn’t want to be associated with “evil”.

What this all eventually did to me was burn me out. I over-extended myself and took on the burdens of others too much. I was trying to fix or change humanity and its plight so much that I was neglecting my own humanity and personal happiness and well-being. I was creating more of my own suffering while trying to alleviate others’ suffering.

I think most people don’t want to be considered a “bad” person and we strive to be a force for good. But all of us are human and all of us mess up.  In fact, where we mess up is probably closer to the truth of who we are and what our spirit wants for us, rather than conforming to how the world or others want us to be.

For example, at one point in my mid-20s I rebelled against the socially conscious path. I spent a year and half partying, exploring my sexuality, seeking out my liberated and artistic self. I want to push the boundaries of what a woman was supposed to be and do and behave and breakthrough my own illusions.  I lived a very self-centred life and it brought me more joy than being uberly-responsible.

Yes, some of it was self-destructive. Yes, I ended up having to do a lot of detoxing. Yes, I got hurt, I hurt others and I had regrets. But the truth is that in that time period there was that part of me that didn’t want to be contained in the box of social norms.

You see, I grew up too fast and too soon as a kid and I needed my time to not care or be all “adult-like”.  I’m glad I did it. It satisfied that part of me that would have always wondered “what if?” I can be in my 40s now, knowing my sexual and relationship preferences. I can feel comfortable in my path of who I am and what I don’t want, and be confident to make mistakes, speak my mind and not care so much what others think. It has helped me be more spiritually aligned.

It has also helped me support others better from a place of unconditional love. I can see better the areas that others hide themselves under obligations or trying to fit in. I can give my clients permission to do something enjoyable, pleasurable, a bit naughty and expansive so they can find themselves. I don't let them linger too long in shame and guilt -- instead I inquire into "what is really going on behind that behaviour? What does your soul long for?"

Now my actions come from love for myself and others – not because of the inner critical voice of perfection and what others expect of me.  It puts my heart first and helps me follow through from there. I don’t have to get drained by trying to fix or change the world, yet my heart of empathy and compassion is there for the suffering out there, including for myself, that takes us away from our inner peace, joy and freedom. 

Living from the heart does not mean living selflishly, though it can feel that way at first. It means living with more love for oneself which can extend to truly being able to love, hear and see others.

Opening to Truth through Family Constellations

as published in the December 2012 issue of www.OneThousandTrees.com

There are many people out there who groan about their family, citing many examples and reasons why it is justified. They begrudgingly meeting at holiday times, putting on pretend smiles while secretly watching the clock for the time to go home.   At the core level, these people are saying: “they don’t understand me at all”, “I’m a black sheep”, “They’re crazy”, “I’m so ashamed of how they behave”, “Whatever did I do in a past life to be from a family like this?”, “It’s all their fault of why I am the way I am”, “If only they could have given me the love I needed then I wouldn’t have these problems in life”. 

In many ways this is how I viewed my own family. I was the one who moved away from home hoping to become someone different, a more idealized version of what I saw as someone better than them.  By the time I hit 30 years old, I looked at my life and saw that I was replicating the exact same patterns in my life that I despised in my family, leaving me feeling alone, frustrated, in deep confusion and powerless.  I couldn’t understand why this suffering kept following me around in life – that no matter where I went I couldn’t seem to find the loving relationship I desired. I couldn’t make a decent income. I was riddled with conflicts with others and had no sense of inner strength to cope with the issues and wounds that other people carried in life. I had no idea why we all had to suffer in this way, as the creeping indigestion at every family function would dash away any hopes for peace and harmony on this earth. 

A pivotal point on my life journey was when I realized that I could go to a foreign country, look at a soldier carrying a gun and have more feelings of love and compassion for his life than I could for my own family back home. In fact, I was deathly afraid of seeing my family and I had no idea why.  Something inside me knew that I had to face what it was I was so afraid of, and what seemed to be so ridiculous since they weren’t carrying guns nor threatening to harm me. So I returned to Guelph and decided to see myself, my motivations and ego state more clearly, even if it meant that I could be wrong about everything I believed to be true about my family.

I stumbled upon Family Constellations – a unique group modality that brings people to the soul of their family system, including ancestors who have passed on, shedding light on all that has been hidden and what people don’t want to see.  Bert Hellinger, the founder of this work, has brought together the principles of psychodrama, shamanism, spiritual psychotherapy and channeling as a way to bring peace through clarity and understanding. For over 30 years, he has presented this work to nations around the world, receiving great criticism and success, because he is showing us that no matter how hard we try to suppress the ugly and wrong, it will pop up into reality somewhere down the generational line.  

He has discovered that the people who are currently living will carry the suffering of the people who have passed on before them, as an act of loving service, so those who have been forgotten or misplaced will be seen and acknowledged. Through this work, he shows that we are subconsciously loyal to the victims or the perpetrators within our family system, and will perpetuate this cycle of suffering until every person is honoured and respected – including those we deem horrible and awful.  So a person who is carrying mental illness may be doing this in honour of an aunt who was sent away to a mental institution and completely forgotten about.   Or someone who has a deep fear of heights may be picking up on the energy of someone who bombed a village of people during the war.  By revealing these truths, at last people can face forward with strength and consciousness instead of looking to the past through hidden behaviours. 

Family Constellations is something to be experienced for the open-minded and those desiring to be humbled by their assumptions of reality, truth and good/bad.  It is a gateway to resolving the inner conflicts that trigger us as we go through life, allowing us to face the perpetual patterns of challenges we have such as debt, physical ailments, fears and anxieties.  If you decide to attend a gathering of Family Constellations, expect the unexpected. The work is slow. It doesn’t try to fix anything. It reveals what is lying under the surface of your life and of your family members. It brings a larger understanding of dynamics amongst individuals, families, nations, and historical events and the impact this has had on us now.   It will change the way you see yourself, your family and your own beliefs of the position everyone is in.  Because in truth, everything is in perfect order, even that which we don’t want to see or believe. Come when you have a persistent issue. Come when you feel things are falling apart. Come when you are seeking answers. Come to simply be a witness. Come when you feel you are ready.

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Heather Embree is a Soul (Family) Constellations facilitator and Intuitive Healing Arts Practitioner in Guelph, ON. For more information about her and Family Constellations, please visit: www.blossomingheart.ca

Thankfully, How Crisis Shatters Perfectionism

I recently visited my therapist. I love therapy. (I think every person should do therapy with the right person.). I've been facing the roots of old traumas for the past 2 years (thanks to the triggers of the political atmosphere, a painful breakup, and living in a haunted house in a downtown setting for some time-- for real!).

In our session, where I dragged my caring fiancee, Ted, along, I had a surprising emotional breakdown.  I realized that one of my barriers to really feeling my feelings and going into the roots of my issues, was the part of me that was afraid of not having it together, to not be attractive or beautiful in my partner's eyes.  This was surprising to me because I kinda prided myself on being real, authentic and not following the traditional path of womanhood.  Yet, this perfect, super woman who feared being rejected because she had baggage, she had pain, she had fears and insecurities, was lingering in the depths of the psyche.   Seeing the true and deep reality of this perfectionistic script has been really revealing to me. 

Feeling inferior or incapable or inadequate is the layer beneath perfectionism.  It causes dreadful things like people pleasing, trying to fit into the wrong circles, feeling hurt and rejected and not good enough. It's an awful thing to bear.  Yet, facing this part of my ego, I'm able to really get free of it.  Whether it is the perfect business person, perfect lover, perfect friend, perfect spiritual person. Who cares?

What's important is making sure I live a balanced life, honouring my talents and abilities, and serving others in the world who can benefit from what I have to offer. Nothing wild and crazy or needing to climb mountains (unless that is satisfying to me and not something I'm trying to prove).  When I'm nourished, it nourishes others. That's the main work that needs to be done in the world.

The actual work of letting go of the mask of perfection is tough work.  It can look "ugly", with snotty kleenexes and all.  But it is so freeing and awesome and leads to such a depth of peace and wholeness, beyond all understanding.  Some say it takes courage to go there, I say it just takes willingness and the right support people.

Standing in One's Truth

They say that with every conflict and loss, we get to define our truth.  It can be painful and difficult, absolutely.  And that the root of all betrayal is self-betrayal.

The last 2 years has been like this for me, on a personal and collective level.  People who I thought had my back or were part of a community of support, just weren’t that caring or even inflicted hurt. 

On top of that, there has been a political and energetic swing that has been triggering deep wounds and feelings of hopelessness within many of us who are sensitive or caring people. 

No matter where I turn, it seems like mature communication and respect have gone out the window.  I know I have fallen into arguments myself, and have had to turn away from people out of self-protection or not relating with their approach to life. 

I’m at the point where I’m not shocked by much anymore when it comes to people.

However, hearing of Doreen Virtue’s announcement of being a born-again Christian, and the news of Nobel Peace Prize Laureate, Aung San Suu Kyi, turning her back on the suffering of a Muslim tribe in Myanmar when she used to be an adamant defender of human rights in that area, I am in a place of scratching my head and sadness at the same time.  My conspiracy theory mind wants to believe that she and Aung San Suu Kyi have been intimidated by the powers that be, making them deny their influential status.

But I have to give them the benefit of their own truth, however they choose to express it. It is not my place to deny their choices.

As a spiritualist, medium and energetic healing practitioner, I feel the need to speak to what I’m seeing with Doreen Virtue’s conversion to Christianity. I am not a huge follower of Doreen. I use some of her cards in my intuitive readings and have read a few of her books.  I worked for someone who trained under her and performed amazing healings for people.  

For me, I saw Doreen as a feminine spiritual leader of metaphysical knowledge, spiritual connection and raising awareness about the realm of the angels, along with uniting the faiths.  The teachings and writings in her work were refreshing, healing and uplifting for me, not heavy and oppressive like some religious texts in the world. Yes, I could see she was a bit flaky and there was a narcissism to her. But I could see what she was doing in the mainstream world. She brought magic and mysticism and the divine feminine together.

Through her work, I believe she normalized the use of oracle cards, connecting to the Spirit World through mediumship and channeling, or using our intuitive/psychic abilities to receive guidance. It was not in opposition of Christ or the understanding of needing to connect to God.  

She advanced and brought forward the use of ancient spiritual tools that had gone into repression since Christianity took over the world.  She showed that these approaches to spiritual connection are not evil, and in fact are support systems for our path. She has also helped many people heal their inner child wounds, and given permission to love themselves, exactly for who they are.  

So to hear that she denounces readings and mediumship, and letting go of her work with the tarot, only to put all of her focus on Jesus as "the way", seems deeply concerning to me. It feels like another wave of women's disempowerment and the wave of misogyny spreading across the planet, sending the message that "oops -- I was wrong.  Christianity really is the only path."  This, in a time of anti-Muslim sentiments.  

I am not opposed to Christ as a spiritual being. I see him as a wonderful yogi and spiritualist. He prophesied and did mediumship and healings himself. It was the scribes and powers that be who wrote the scriptures who tried to suppress and control humanity from having a direct connection with the divine.  Doreen's take on the Bible and its teachings is quite surprising, given all that she wrote and channeled. 

Is this just a case of a burnt out woman, or that she herself has low self-esteem issues? I have to respect her current truth, as much as I encourage others to be in their truth.  

Doreen Virtue's shift in her approach and teachings has had to make me question what are my spiritual truths and beliefs?  As a woman, spiritualist, medium, healing practitioner and writer, I have to ask myself this so I am in true authenticity. That I’m delivering services from a place where my clients and community really understand what I can do for them.  What do I stand for?  So here it is, loud and clear:

1)      Heart-to-heart connections – empathy rules. I’m a humanitarian in many ways. I volunteered and worked for human rights organizations and believe strongly in the work they do in the world.  Interpersonal relating, sharing and compassion is where love is spread.

2)      Truth lives in the heart and is unique for each being– this is what intuition is – to tune into the heart.  Whatever feels frustrating, caring, understanding, scary or sad – all come from the realm of the heart and soul.  We are here to listen to our own hearts and to hear the hearts of others in our lives.

3)      Heart-centred spiritual guidance and divine connection – there are many sources for guidance and all sources have their wisdom and understanding.  Through tuning into the realm of the ancestors, I can know a depth of understanding of my life and choices and the path forward for myself on a personal level. Through the angels, I can feel lightness, playfulness and unconditional love and support.  Through nature elements, I feel groundedness and responsibility and connection to the earth.  Every element offers guidance, support, understanding and peace.   

God or Higher Power or Spirit is actually quite small, but mighty.  It is the qualities of life force, love, wisdom and equality.  It can give us flashes of insight or chart a path for us that we don't know about. 

Sometimes when I go to the God-source it doesn’t give me that deep personal understanding I really need. It may give me centredness, peace and insights from a higher level. I am grateful for this. But sometimes I need human compassion that can only come from the realm of those who have passed on or through just hanging with friends. 

I also know that we each have our own spiritual abilities in how the divine speaks to us.  Any guidance that does not encourage love, care, compassion or discernment, is not coming from the divine but rather ego or control.

4)      Self-love and self-care leads to peace.  Much of us in the world have been taught to be selfless. We then burn out, become resentful or stressed.  Being self-loving or self-caring is not selfish or self-centred. It actually allows us to be more of a presence of true love and true care for others in our lives. It means we are special just as much as the next person. And we are not here to be without a sense of self.

5)      The Feminine Spiritual Path.  I believe in reclaiming the ancient traditions of women’s and indigenous spirituality.  Much peace, empowerment, harmony with nature and its cycles have been lost because of patriarchal approaches.  Self-reflection, being receptive, kindness and self-awareness are all important.  To reclaim the feminine path means reclaiming our own hearts, voices and bodies, along with valuing interpersonal and inter-species relationships.  Healing, compassion, gentleness and equality are part of it all. This does not mean men are excluded. We are in it together and we are here to grow together. It is up to men to also want to learn new ways and approaches that honour relationships and themselves in a way of equality and connection, and surrender to the mystery.

6)      Authenticity and Validation.  It is so important for each of us to find our authentic truth and to validate others’ experiences as a path of connection and being sincere.   When we are authentic, we can invite in compassion and understanding from others, as well as give it to ourselves. It doesn’t give mixed messages or make things more confusing. 

So when you work with me, please know, I go to the depths of the heart, I use divine tools to connect, and I take a path of women’s spirituality and intuitive connection. I know there is support on the Other Side and offer you the evidence and guidance so you can feel the peace and support. I do this because I have had personal divine experiences myself and draw on this every day.  

I will encourage your voice and help you to love who you are – all parts of you – so you have the strength to be a presence of peace, integrity, honesty, expression and influence.  I am here to help you have faith in each stage of your journey and keep growing more into who you are.  I am not afraid of the wounds, nor the realities that aren’t so pretty. I call things for what they are, not what people want them to be. But it’s always from a place of compassion and consideration. 

This human journey has many foibles and mess ups.  Just as it has much in the way of beauty, laughter and guidance. Let's just get real and help each other shift into something more caring and understanding.

Do you agree with this? I’d love to know. Please let me know what you believe and stand for: heather@blossomingheart.ca

Let’s bring more heart, truth and connection in this world and not deny all the sources of support we have available.