Transformation

There is an ancient breath breathing inside you.

She is longing to teach you how unique you are.

She carries gifts that can heal your wounds so you can lift the veil of your limited thoughts and remember your authentic myth.

It’s not about finding the meaning of life.
It’s about experiencing life as a sacred being in every breath you take.

Fully present. Fully loving. Fully forgiving. Fully grate-full.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and tell me.

Can you feel your life is sacred?

My beloved friends and soul family,
I am safe with my son at home.
I pray, trust and hope that you are safe too.
Going straight to the point here.

I am here to support in any way I can
in this time of self-growth and radical collective changes.

I am an artist, a teacher, and a healer and
here is what I offer to you,
 with my deepest gratitude for our connection,
so you can keep a healthy body a calm mind and an uplifted spirit

All my group and private offerings are by donation
or free to those that are in need.

In every elder woman, I see my grandmother. Who’s the name I carry and it means mission.

Who was an intuitive healer at a small Greek village and taught me how to heal body and soul. Who was an artist of life, creating all kinds of artifacts. Who was singing and dancing every day just because she was alive and she inherited this gift to me.

Who was a true embodiment of Mother Earth feeding and nourishing her 9 children and 16 grandchildren. 

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I think that I shall never see 
A poem lovely as a tree. 
A tree that looks at God all day, 
And lifts her leafy arms to pray; 
Poems are made by fools like me, 
But only God can make a tree.