Oh My Soul and Journey's Soulful Boutique

06/19/2026

June 19th ~ Friday Closed Today
June 20th ~ Saturday
Open 10-4

06/17/2026

06/17/2026

Message to grab a spot!!

06/13/2026

Self-Care Saturday at Oh My Soul and Journey

Step into a day of magic, mindfulness, and soul nourishment.

As the weekend unfolds, we invite you to slow down, reconnect with yourself, and embrace a little sacred self-care.

10:00 AM — Sacred Flow Yoga
Flow with intention, awaken your energy, and bring balance to mind, body, and spirit.

11:00 AM — Mini Hypnotherapy Sessions with Jaimie
Take a gentle journey inward and discover the wisdom, clarity, and healing that already lives within you.

The Boutique Opens at 10:00 AM
Wander through our enchanted shelves and discover treasures waiting to find their way home.

Tarot & Oracle Card Sale
Beautiful gently loved decks seeking new keepers and fresh journeys.

Pressed Flower Sale – 40% Off
Handcrafted botanical magic infused with the beauty and wisdom of nature.

Whether you come for yoga, healing, shopping, or simply to soak in the energy, may this be a day to refill your cup, lift your spirit, and remind yourself that you are worthy of care, rest, and a little everyday magic.

Nourish your soul. Elevate your vibration. Follow your journey home.

06/08/2026

Our hours this week

06/08/2026

Because sometimes we need a little magic weaved into our day.

The Whispered Garden of The Soulful Boutique

Long before The Soulful Boutique filled its shelves with crystals, Tarot cards, candles, and herbs, there was a secret garden hidden just beyond the veil of ordinary sight.

It could only be found by those who believed that flowers carried memories.

In that enchanted garden, every bloom held a story.

The lavender remembered peaceful summer evenings.

The daisies remembered laughter shared beneath open skies.

The wild roses remembered first loves and brave hearts.

And the Queen Anne’s Lace remembered every wish whispered to the wind.

One autumn afternoon, a gifted artist named Jaimie wandered into the garden carrying nothing but curiosity and wonder.

The flowers greeted her with gentle bows.

“We are not ready to fade,” they whispered.

Jaimie smiled.

“Then I shall help your stories live forever.”

With loving hands, she gathered blossoms after they had shared their beauty with the world. She pressed them carefully between pages, preserving not only their petals but their memories.

Days passed.

Weeks passed.

Moonlight and sunlight worked together, transforming the flowers into delicate treasures.

When the blossoms awoke again, they found themselves inside beautiful frames.

But something magical had happened.

The flowers had not lost their spirits.

They had become guardians of memory.

One frame held a hot air balloon drifting across a pressed-flower landscape, carrying dreams toward distant horizons.

Another contained a single delicate bloom against a midnight sky, preserving a moment of perfect stillness.

Some became wreaths of protection and abundance.

Others became wildflower bouquets frozen in eternal summer.

And one frame held an entire forest gathered together, leaves and flowers standing side by side as if sharing stories beneath the stars.

Jaimie placed each piece lovingly into The Soulful Boutique.

Visitors would stop in front of them, often without understanding why.

Some smiled.

Some cried.

Some remembered someone they loved.

Because the flowers carried more than beauty.

They carried energy.

Memories.

Moments.

Tiny pieces of magic preserved in time.

Goddess Barb often told visitors:

“Flowers never truly die when they are loved.”

“They simply change their form and continue telling their stories.”

Late at night, after the boutique doors were locked and the candles burned low, the pressed flowers would softly glow beneath the moonlight.

The lavender shared dreams.

The roses shared love.

The ferns shared ancient wisdom.

And the wildflowers whispered gratitude to the artist who had given them a second life.

If you listen closely while standing near Jaimie’s creations, you may hear them too.

Not with your ears…

But with your soul.

For every pressed flower in The Soulful Boutique is a reminder that beauty may fade from the garden, but its magic can last forever

06/01/2026

The Herbs of The Soulful Boutique

Most people who walked past The Soulful Boutique only saw an ordinary little white building with glowing windows and flower pots by the door.

But those who entered knew differently.

Inside, tucked between shelves of Tarot cards, Oracle decks, crystals, and candles, stood an old wooden herb shelf filled with tiny glass jars, handwritten labels, and ancient scents that carried stories of their own.

People said the herbs inside the boutique were not just herbs…

They were little pieces of Earth magic.

Every morning before opening the shop, Goddess Debbie would light a candle, burn sage, and softly whisper gratitude over each jar.

Lavender for peace.
Rose for love.
Mugwort for dreams.
Chamomile for comfort.
Peppermint for clarity.
And rosemary… for remembering who you truly are.

One Saturday afternoon, Arron arrived at the boutique feeling heavy-hearted and exhausted from the noise of the world.

The tiny bell above the door chimed softly as she stepped inside.

The scent of sage and Northern Lights drifted through the air like a warm embrace.

“You’re right on time,” Goddess Debbie said gently.

Arron smiled tiredly.
“For what?”

Goddess Debbie motioned toward the old herb shelf.

“The herbs have been calling your name all morning.”

Curious, Arron wandered closer. Tiny handwritten notes hung from each jar:

“For peaceful sleep.”
“For courage.”
“For letting go.”
“For opening the heart.”

As Arron reached for a small jar of lavender and rose petals, Goddess Debbie nodded knowingly.

“Those two always travel together,” she whispered.

Then she carefully blended herbs into a tiny paper pouch while explaining their magic.

“Lavender calms the mind,” she said softly.
“Rose reminds the heart it is safe to love again.”

She added a pinch of rosemary.

“And this,” she smiled, “helps souls remember their own light.”

Arron held the little bundle in her hands as though it were treasure.

Because somehow… it was.

Goddess Debbie then explained how the herbs made a beautiful smudge. She showed Arron how to light them with intention — not simply to clear a space, but to welcome peace, healing, and love.

Soon, the boutique filled with the comforting scent of flowers, forests, and ancient healing.

The candles flickered gently.

The crystals shimmered.

And for the first time in a very long while, Arron felt her shoulders soften and her spirit breathe.

From that day on, every herb at The Soulful Boutique became more than just something people bought.

They became tiny rituals of healing.
Little whispers from Mother Earth.
Sacred reminders that sometimes the smallest things carry the deepest magic.

And if you listened closely enough while standing near the herb shelf late at night…

You could almost hear the jars humming softly beneath the moonlight.

05/30/2026

Come spend a magical Saturday with us at OMSJ Soulful Boutique

Join Goddess Shirley tomorrow from 10–4 for a beautiful day filled with connection, healing energy, soulful treasures, and a little bit of magic.

Whether you’re stopping in to browse the boutique, recharge your spirit, or simply soak in the peaceful vibes, as we gather around the table, there’s something waiting for you here.

Soulful finds
Sacred energy
Warm conversations
A space to nourish your soul

Come in, feel the magic.
30 O’Brien Street
Open Saturday 10–4

05/29/2026

Happy Friday,
Need something to do on this drizzly day? Pop on over to the Soulful Boutique.
Tea Pot will be on.
Tarot and Oracle Card Sale happening. Some great deals.

05/29/2026

On an ordinary street, nestled in white ordinary building,behind an ordinary door. Is a mystical little shop known as The Soulful Boutique. Anything but ordinary…. the windows sparkled with crystals, candles, Tarot decks, Oracle cards, and treasures that seemed to hum with ancient energy.

Every Friday, positive vibes, and peaceful intentions drifted through the doorway while the magical scent of sage and Northern Lights fill the air — a dreamy blend of evergreen forests, sweet berries, cool night air, and a touch of mystery.

The keeper of the boutique was a wise and radiant woman known as Goddess Barb. Dressed in funky clothes and gemstone jewelry, she carries a warmth of a thousand moonlit stories in her smile. People whisper that she can see straight into a person’s soul before they even speak.

One magical day, a woman named Sandi stepped through the glowing doorway, her spirit searching for guidance she could not yet explain.

The tiny bell above the door chimed softly.

Goddess Barb looked up from behind the candlelit counter and smiled knowingly.

“The cards have been waiting for you,” she whispered.

Sandi wandered through the boutique, trailing her fingers across shimmering decks and glowing crystals. The scent of Northern Lights wrapped around her like a comforting memory from another lifetime.

Finally, Goddess Barb handed her a cup of Goddess Tea in a tiny tea cup and placed two decks before her.

“One reveals the path,” she said, touching the Tarot cards gently.
“The other reveals the heart,” she added, handing Sandi a beautiful Oracle deck dusted in gold stars.

Sandi shuffled the cards slowly.

A single Tarot card slipped free.

The Star.

Hope. Healing. Divine light.

Then from the Oracle deck came a message:

“Your soul already knows the way.”

The candles flickered. The crystals shimmered. Somewhere deep inside, Sandi felt something awaken.

For the first time in a long while, she smiled.

And from that night on, she returned often to The Soulful Boutique, where Goddess Barb, keeper of the boutique, reminds wandering souls that magic is never truly lost…

It’s simply waiting to be remembered.





Barbara Stewart McFarlane