I didn’t consciously intend to become an energy healer, intuitive, or healing practitioner. When I look at my life, though, I have to say, many of the clues were dropped in my path from an early age. Only I didn’t see them as clues. But then life intervened.
It’s my experience and also my belief that we choose our paths, and sometimes if we avoid our true callings, life has a way of getting our attention and MAKING us aware. Via a wake up call, a dark night of the soul, financial ruin, a life shattering event/ illness. The more gifts we have to offer, the less leeway we have to choose another path. At least that was true for me. I actively tried to avoid it until I realized there was no other choice.
Its been said life shows up in mysterious ways, and while this is true, there was no mystery that my life’s work was going to be in service to others seen and unseen. When I was little I had a close connection to nature. I was always athletic and active, climbed trees, had scratches and skinned knees while many other little girls were putting on makeup and dressing up. Not atypical, you say, but my budding spiritual connection to nature and natural things was something unique to me. I felt I could communicate with birds. This is not magical thinking. They were harbingers of messages, calmed me when facing adversity, always reassuring me that whatever challenge was ahead, I could handle and it would be worthy of me. They always appeared at crucial moments of transitions and of danger, as if to warn me that harm was ahead. I found this connection to be deeply reassuring, as if I was being guided, held and protected no matter what. And that reassurance would be needed in years to come.
When I moved into (2002) and out of (2017) my house in Western Washington, so MANY birds flew into the windows leaving marks that the builder had to have the windows cleaned twice before the move in. I KNEW that was a message meant only for me. When going through a tough divorce, as I was preparing the house for sale, the birds showed up again, flying into all the windows, leaving marks, frantic and upset. There was daily messes to clean up at all the doors and windows while the house was on the market. In the 15 years I had lived there, the birds had never done this. Only in the transitions had they acted like this.
Leaving that house was hard. There were many many connections with the unseen world that pained me to sever. My children knew this. They could see/ feel some of these energies around the house and yard, and to this day, my son still loves being in my office because he knows the connections in that place are very healing and nurturing.
Over those 15 years I worked the land, the gardens; watched and moved the energy shifts in the spaces. I knew which plants couldn’t be planted in certain spots because I could read the energy there and knew those spots were outlets for other energies, and plants planted there would be sick and weakened. I put fountains and water in certain spots to enhance energy flow. I guess some people might call this Land Feng Shui, but none this was formally learned. it was ALL INTUITION and PERCEPTION. I KNEW how to build, enhance and fortify energy in spaces. Towards the end of my living in that house I made steel garden art which also had energetic properties, which actively changed the spaces in which they inhabited.
I still work the land today. I think I always will. More on that in another blog post. It’s fascinating stuff. But these same intuitive abilities which helped me build amazing gardens that people praised for their beauty, energy, and peace, would be gifts used to heal people. And heal people I did.
