I talk quite a bit about mindset because it is my superpower. Just like your mindset is your superpower.
New Moon’s are about manifesting. We cannot see the new moon so she is forgotten. Just like our mindset. We don’t “see” it so we forget about it.
When I stopped living my life needing proof…
When I stopped being jealous and angry over what others had and I didn’t…
When I stopped seeing change as a terrible thing…
When I stopped fearing tomorrow, next week or next year…
When I decided to trust and believe…
When I started living as if everything I’d wanted already existed in my life….
Things turned around dramatically for me.
The last two and a half years of my life have been purely 100% manifested.
As I spend my day in ceremony with this power, this medicine, this gift that we all have I will feel gratitude of what has unfolded for me, been shown to me, and the experiences I have been offered in the last two and a half years.
My manifesting work has happened on and off before this time frame, but I wasn’t conscious of it. It was spotty and I was still thinking “things just happen”. This has been a consistent two and a half years of conscious creation.
Will you decide today to start consciously creating?
Will you decide today to take fierce responsibility for your mindset?
Will you decide today to design a life you love? Or maybe just design an hour you love and go from there?
Embrace this new moon and embrace your beautiful mindset, it’s waiting for you.💜🦄🌑🤩
From the Heather Archives August 21 2016
Current Update: August 21 2018 – The direction that my life headed in after experiencing that loss, is a direction I am grateful for, it brought me to a level of clarity, wellness and direction I had previously not experienced. It has given me gifts, experiences and love. Each day I become even more focused and stronger in my knowing, and “home” has a new beautiful meaning once again.
August 22, 2014, I walked into my first home. Yes, Luna and I had lived in many places before, but none of them were home. We packed the essentials, kitty litter, bed, and food. A duvet, couch cushions (to sleep on), my pillow, and a change of clothes. Trying to move the darling Queen kitty on the day of the move had always been nothing shy of a nightmare with her, so this time I got wise. We would spend the evening in our home, sleeping on the floor, camped out, and excited as all hell to be in a place to call my own. Of course neither of us got much sleep, since I would gasp and hide under the duvet and she would bury her head at the various sounds and the things that go “bump in the night” when it comes to sleeping in new places. One thing was for sure, we had one another, and we were going to enjoy every minute of this part of our adventure.
In her eyes, the condo had wall to wall bed (carpet). She would roll around in the sun, and always retreat to the solarium whenever I left the door open for her. Whenever I was on the balcony she’d sit inside on my step and look out at me, upset because I was out of reach. About a year after we moved in, it became evident that my girl was getting older, not as spunky, and a bit more pained. From raised food bowls, to using an ottoman so she could get up on the bed, I made sure that she was able to do whatever she needed with ease. Unfortunately, Luna was only able to enjoy living here for just over a year, before age and illness took us down another path. It was time for her to be freed of her pain. For me, a whole new level of pain to heal.
As I held her for her last breath, I wasn’t sure how I could continue, she was my rock, and what most people don’t know, is that she had saved my life, but now I had to comprehend ending hers.
I still don’t.
I thought I would be able to celebrate this two year anniversary, as we all know I love any reason to celebrate, but I am torn with deep bittersweet feelings. I’m grateful to have my home, my space, my sanctuary. I worked hard for it. I struggled for it. I busted serious ass and spent a great deal of time healing my life journey to get to where I am.
One thing that remains forever changed, is how different home feels, without her here. Tonight, I pray that she visits me, her energy infuses with mine, and I get to feel what home feels like again. Just one more time.
It has taken me a few days to compose this. I’ve been pulled in two different directions between “Human-ing” and “Spiritual-ing”. Which makes sense; and also doesn’t make sense. Yay!
Some of you may have seen my post the other day about the 111 message.
“Angel Number 111 encourages you to assist and inspire the human race via your natural abilities, relying upon your inner-wisdom and intuition to guide you. Be an inspirational guiding light to bring illumination to others and to help raise spiritual awareness.”
Illuminate. And Natural. Abilities.
I had to let that sink in for a moment. So, I was born with this. I’ve been, on the right path?
Just the other day I was talking about “un-traditional” healing methods; and “un-conventional” medicine. As the conversation went on; it hit me so clearly. These are our innate natural abilities and we all have them. There’s nothing “un” about any of it. Our ways, are the natural ways. We’ve just been conditioned and taught to believe differently.
Questioning myself isn’t a new concept. For those of you who’ve known me for a long while know that this is something I do regularly. I wasn’t born with that, but I was conditioned to believe I wasn’t good enough. I was wrong. I wasn’t who I said I was. Feeling like a fraud for many years of my life. It has taken a lot of soul searching and work to get to now. Some days, it’s exhausting.
I’ve got this.
Then, just to keep things fun, the Universe throws an experience, or I call in an experience depending on your school of thought, to once again question myself.
A few weeks back I met someone who said, “we can’t call ourselves healers”. YOU, Heather can’t call yourself a healer.
I felt like I’d be stabbed. I mean I’ve never been stabbed, but if I was, I’m thinking that’s how it would have felt.
How was I going to rise up and meet this one. In a matter of minutes, I couldn’t hear what the person was saying anymore, and down the mental rabbit hole I went. I saw myself dashing home to polish up my “corporate resume” just in case the “Label Police” came after me and I needed to find a “real job”.
Then, it changed, and I quite literally snapped out of it when the person who had said this stepped out of the room at the time. I turned to my friend who was with me during this experience and I said, (and when I say I, I mean, the part of me that “knows”) but I am Faith Healer. I’ll spare the rest of the conversation, and I do respect this “you can’t call yourself a healer” person for their ability to stand in their belief and power; and this is me standing in mine.
A few weeks and a whole lot of processing and reflection later…
Am I a “Healer”? Let’s break it down. I am a channel for energy work. I am a channel for intuitive insights, that are delivered through me, not “by” me, I connect with those who have passed when they want to come through, I wave my hands, flap my arms,(seriously I do..that’s the Thunderbird..) I say the words, and people feel better. Is that a healing? Does that make me a healer?
The inquiry goes on, and what I do know for sure, is we all have the ability to heal ourselves or destroy ourselves.
I can, and have done both. I destroy everything that no longer serves and therefore heal parts of myself. I’ve also destroyed myself a few times over. But Unicorns have unlimited lives so it’s all good. Thankfully I’m a lot less soul destructive these days.
When I am in ceremony with someone; I illuminate perspectives ideas and way, and then it is up to them to decide if they want to continue to destroy or heal.
Another viewpoint, I have the ability to illuminate the possibility of healing if the recipient wants it. Does that make me a “healer”? One who helps with healing? I could go in circles with this all day! Someone stop the merry go round!
I’ve decided that I will no longer refer to my medicines, talks, gifts, services or offers as “alternative” or “non-traditional” or “un-conventional”. These “old labels” are no longer aligned or acceptable for me. I won’t hide, or play small, or disregard what I am hearing daily. No more.
Why? Because these are NATURAL abilities. When something is natural. it is not alternative! I look around and I see plant medicine, and trees and grass and I feel alive and empowered – they are natural are they not? They are not un-conventional. They are healers.
As I write this I see a little brown bunny having a brilliant time on my neighbours lawn and he keeps calling my attention. He is calm, and perfect, and natural. He, is a healer.
This whole experience was for me to deepen into my truth. My undeniable, healing truth.
I stand before you; humbled, yet powerful, grateful, yet in awe, knowing, and clearer than I have ever felt.
Faith Healer 💜🦄
At 5:15 this morning while White Eagle was still sleeping, I tiptoed (as much as one can tiptoe in a trailer) to the kitchen to make a coffee and enjoy some morning ME time. For my sanity, and well let’s be honest, the preservation of others.
I reached into the cabinet to pull out a mug, after hitting the others of course…
Sidebar: why is it when you’re trying to be quiet you’re
I N S A N E L Y L O U D?!
This mug is one of two of my favourite things with the word Believe and both were dollar store finds! Double bonus! This mug and I have had many mornings together. Mornings of quiet contemplation, reflection, decisions made, questions answered, feelings felt. I have shed almost more tears over the power of the statement on this mug, than I have watching Grey’s Anatomy.
As I stood there this morning, mug in hand, I looked down at my arm, and realized how often we are asked “how” we created a life we love.
I can hear the conversations, and they often go something like this…
Heather, how did you create this though? How did your life evolve to where you wanted it?
I manifested it.
No seriously how did you do it? Did you win the lottery?
Okay come on, be serious, don’t give me this airy fairy, fluffy, positivity stuff. Tell me how you called in all the things that you are always glowing about?
Let me show you something. I rise my arm and show my Unicorn tattoo, and I say, It’s about…. Believing. When you choose to believe, then, and only then does it happen. Yes that’s right when I hit 35, I decided to start believing in Unicorns. So much so that a million little needle marks made it permanent on my arm.
Other person: Okay fine. I know.. but.
The first place to start is dropping the phrase “I know but..”
I know but. The greatest line ever to hold the energy of non-believe-ing.
Stop. Let that sink in for a minute.
You are actively NOT believing when you add ~ “I know but” to a sentence.
Where are you “I know but-ing” in your life?
As I stood there and this message came through to share, a song popped into my head. A song that was written and released 25 years ago. Something shook me, I felt sadness for all the people who don’t believe. Because I know what it’s like, to not. I too had what I call an “existence” before choosing to believe there was more, or better, or at least a certain level of “okay-ness” that I wasn’t experiencing yet.
I extracted a couple lines from Believe (’93) by Lenny Kravitz and Henry J. Hirsch.
If you want it you got to believe
Believe in yourself
‘Cause being free is just a state of mind
We’ll one day leave this all behind
Just put your faith in God (Creator/Universe/WhatSuitsYou/HigherPower) Hot tip
And one day you’ll see it
The future’s in our present hands this
Let’s reach right in
If you want it you’ve got to believe and this!
You see, I had to deeply commit to Believing. Now, every single day, multiple times a day, I am shown. I am given more evidence than I could ever ask for to help me keep going.
If you’ve made it this far, I thank you. I thank you for allowing me to share a piece of my heart with you. A piece of soul. A piece of our “Wow”.
Are you ready for more? Are you ready to surrender? Are you ready to embrace now? Are you ready to Rock Your Mud? Are you ready to Believe? Are you ready to consider just one little bit, that maybe if you gave Believing a fraction of the effort you put into not-believing, you may Design a Life You Love?
I invite anyone who feels called, to join my humble beautiful space, and a group of love filled, focused people here at Rock Your Mud I talk abundance, gratitude, healing, the down and dirty of the mud and life, to the sparkling shine of magic and wonder… and just so much more.
My mission is to help as many people as I can.
It’s time. It’s your time.