Sacred Temple Energy Healing

10/19/2026

Spirit Is Speaking ✨🙏✨

It took me years to realize that I'm very tapped into collective energy and consciousness, and I also realize that is because I am here to shift and serve the collective and higher good. But I believe I felt it yesterday too, this pregnant, potent, on the cusp sense of something huge about to happen. I couldn't get through a gas station run without several of these synchronicities and that sense that the spiritual realm is speaking, the Great Spirit is speaking and moving through everything in ways that are more easily felt for us. People say that a spiritual veil thins leading up to Halloween. Many experience this. Maybe that's part of why I'm more in tune and aware lately.

All that to say, pay attention, slow the thoughts down, the body movement down. Notice repeating numbers and other synchronicities and spend time at some point with the things you notice. Stillness, my friends. Scroll down my posts for the one with the light coming through a window and try that exercise in this very potent spiritual communication time. In stillness the message arrives. In slowing down and mindfully being open to recieve open handedly, with no bias or expectations, we can recieve what message is wanting to be conveyed to us.

10/16/2026

As I continue my healing journey, I'm moving toward more posts on Substack. Feel free to subscribe. I don't think you need to have an account to read on Substack. I find it more enjoyable, with its depth and authenticity from all the writers, than doom scrolling through the attention-grabbing, mind-dulling landscape of typical social media platforms. My soul wants more, and I see this echoed in many fellow humans, finally addressing the grave undercurrent of dissatisfaction with modern life, and choosing to connect with their inner creative side and creator.

I stumbled across pianist James Malikey. I went into the office room for tissues and came out with a chrysanthemum stone sphere. I washed it and lay down with headphones to these beautiful melodic creations. I saw constellations forming and felt what creation blooming may have been like. And I reali...

10/16/2026

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10/16/2026

The most counter-cultural thing we can do is sit or lay in a quiet place and be still and present. Focus on being. On being in the body and the moment.

Notice the discomfort with it, that inner impulse to get up and move, to do something. And let it pass. Return to the stillness, the body, the breath in each moment.

When the to-do list arises, push it away, imagine it vaporizing. When events and connections and conversations, whether real or imagined, surface and vye for your mental space, imagine a sunlit room that's empty, but for a solitary chair.

See the warmth coming through a large window, soft light pouring through, and try to feel that warmth, that ambience, and imagine this uncluttered, undecorated place is your inner mind and self, your sacred quiet inner space with no intruding thoughts.

Just a soft, warm place for you to sit. Let any body tension melt, direct it to do just that, as you feel it come up.

In a driven world our own bodies literally feel like a car in drive with our foot on the brake. You can feel your body wanting to go, to move, to do. And our emotions and thoughts are part of that vehicle wanting to constantly be in motion.

But doing this counter-cultural exercise is like the moment you come home after driving and you turn off your car. And it's completely quiet. The air is still. You can feel space in some strange way, before you open the door.

This is what being still and present in the body and the moment is like. No agenda. No drive. No impulse. Just the cessation of that inner restlessness replaced by a sense of awareness and connectedness.

Presence has a weighted feeling, but it's not an oppressive or restrictive weight. It's like a cozy, heavy comforter that enfolds you and evokes safety. Presence feels. It feels solid, grounding, stabilizing.

And if this sounds too difficult to do, then try it in your actual car. When you pull up to your home some evening, as evenings are best for that quietness feel, turn off the car and be with that sudden silence, that insulated quiet space. Feel the contrast of it, and tune into that quiet.

Then spend maybe five minutes with your breath and body, melting tension, releasing any impulses to move, to open the door and get into the house to do.

Just sit there.

And be.

10/13/2026

The Autumn trees do inspire. Watch them in their various stages of colorful change and transition, the way their leaves shimmer in the breeze of a gentle October wind.

It is more than wind. It is Spirit, and the trees rejoice in this liberating, playful, celebratory interaction. It is like a dance, and the trees like dancers of an age approaching silvery, senior, less mobile years, but not quite yet.

Like a woman in her maturation, comfortable in her beauty and skin, content and at peace with the passing of youth and it's own set of sorrows and joys.

In Autumn the trees are wiser, freer, holding a captivating beauty found only in the shedding of caring what others think, the release of shallow, controlling mores. Like a woman in her zenith of success that transcends the material but does include it.

The leaves are like an evening gown glittering in a moonlit archway as Spirit moves through them, delighting her to throw her head back and laugh with a freedom her maiden self never could have braved.

They shimmer like the Pike that arose from the soul of Amy Lowell, fashioner and designer of passionate poetry, impressing their poignant poses upon any observer with a delicate nod toward Monet and Renoir, whom they surely inspired.

They are glorious to witness.

10/06/2026

An afternoon at the park receiving the sun's warmth and taking in the clear skies, the still waters, and nature. Some energy work for our dear Mother Nature planet Earth too.

10/03/2026

Have a magic seeing weekend, week, and October ✨❤️

How can you NOT believe in magic when octopuses dream and otters have a favorite rock they carry around in a little skin pocket and cows have best friends and bees are out there communicating the coordinates of flowers through dancing and they have regional dialects?

Cats are purring at frequencies associated with bone healing? Forests get absolutely incinerated and respond by growing flowers? Dolphins literally invent names for themselves and yell them across the ocean? Penguins are waddling around Antarctica looking for the perfect rock to give their partner?

CROWS REMEMBER YOUR FACE. THEY TELL OTHER CROWS ABOUT YOU. THEY TELL THEIR CHILDREN ABOUT YOU. YOU CAN HAVE GENERATIONAL BEEF WITH A BIRD. I NEED YOU TO UNDERSTAND THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THIS.

Goats have accents. Rats laugh when you tickle them. Elephants mourn their dead. Whales make songs and then OTHER WHALES LEARN THE SONG and suddenly everybody across the ocean is singing the new song.

Monarch butterflies are born knowing how to fly thousands of miles to a place they have never been.

Sea turtles hatch out of an egg, immediately sprint toward an ocean that they have never seen, disappear into it for like 3 decades and then somehow come back to the same beach they hatched on.

Birds can see colors that we humans can’t see. There are colors out there right now that we don’t even get to know about.

There are sea slugs that eat algae and use the chloroplast/chlorophyll and then are just like…photosynthesizing. And they’re super adorable.

There are mushrooms communicating underground. There are seeds sitting in the dirt for decades like “no actually I will wait. It’s fine.”

Squirrels plant trees because they forget where they put their snacks. Relatable.

A CATERPILLAR GOES INTO A LITTLE BAG THAT IT CREATES ITSELF AND DISSOLVES MOST OF ITS BODY INTO ORGANIC GOO AND REARRANGES ITSELF, GROWS WINGS AND THEN LEAVES. WHY IS THIS NOT MORE BEAUTIFULLY TERRIFYING TO PEOPLE??

And you’re telling me a tiny acorn knows how to become a huge tree? It just has a blueprint inside itself?

Your body started as ONE CELL.

ONE.

And that cell divided itself into a brain that can think about its own existence and eyes that can look at stars and hands that can hold somebody else’s hands and a heart that runs on electricity without you even asking it to?

The iron in our blood was made inside a star??

We are walking around on a wet rock covered in bioluminescent oceans and singing whales and laughing rats and birds holding lifelong grudges and flowers exploding out of fire and somehow we’re supposed to act like this is a normal place to live?

We’re supposed to act like this is all just a random, accidental sequence of events? (copied)

10/01/2026

Either way. 🏹⬆️🌌



📝: The Maundering Mind of Mercury via

09/30/2026

I find this to be true. Shine anyway ✨💎✨

09/30/2026