In a world of energy, anything is possible, and one of the magical aspects of life that I just adore and inspires me no end is the language of symbolism – the messages that are reflected to bring more understanding to life and to show me that we are first and foremost divine and heavenly, and not just this human flesh living a human existence. We are connected to something magnificent and grand that connects us all together, no matter where in the world we live. Continue reading “The Beholding Love of Symbolism”
Over the last 13 years I have attended Universal Medicine events and workshops, and I have attended courses and trained in Esoteric Massage®, Esoteric Chakra-puncture® and Sacred Esoteric Healing®. I’ve also undertaken the required practice hours, studied anatomy and physiology and nutrition, and gained accreditation from the Esoteric Practitioners Association (EPA)* for these modalities.
This may seem quite reasonable, and it is. Except that I work as a leader, manager, and coach in the public sector in the UK running my own management consultancy company, and I am also an Associate of two UK universities. So why would I use the time and resource to study these modalities? After all, it would be very unlikely that I’d be undertaking esoteric massage at a corporate board workshop, or during a University Lecture. And for the field of work I am in, I have studied extensively including a PhD, as well as a number of vocational qualifications and two other degrees. Continue reading “Esoteric Healing Modalities – what have they got to do with the Board Room?”
All through my life until recently, I equated my true nature of being delicate as somewhat of a liability, a weakness, certainly not the strength I now know it to be. I hardened up as a supposed shield to protect myself in life. I later discovered that protecting myself like this was actually no protection at all.
I trained to be an aromatherapist 18 years ago after returning to the UK from living abroad, where I was working as a dance teacher. I’ve always enjoyed caring for people, so this seemed a natural progression. Physical and bodywork therapies, such as massage, have always been important to me, and I enjoyed giving massages to family and friends. My hands are sensitive, with an inbuilt radar, knowing exactly where to go to find areas of tension in the body. Continue reading “Discovering my True Strength being the Delicate Woman I am “
Do you ever have awkward moments with people, situations where you just want to run or hide – or do both? Awkward moments have been a common experience for me throughout my life.
I realised through talking with an Esoteric Practitioner about not knowing how to deal with awkwardness that my awkward moments are actually not the issue, but it’s how I respond in these moments.
When I was younger I used to apologise for everything. I used to say sorry to people at work before I asked them a question – like my manager, even if it was to do with my job! I used to say sorry to people if we bumped into each other on the street, even if they bumped into me. Sorry was a word that would automatically jump out of my mouth if I wasn’t sure about anything.
I had totally forgotten about this until I remembered the other day how much I used to apologise for just being me. Continue reading “From Apologist to Confident”
For as long as I can recall I’ve kept myself busy. I’ve pottered and found tasks to complete, anything to distract and stimulate me rather than stop to feel and deal with what was really going on.
Even when matters blew up in my face and I had to face my feelings and emotions head on, I would cry and bemoan my fate to anyone who would listen, feeling sorry for myself and becoming a victim, and I would use this as a distraction rather than deal with the real issue. I felt life was unfair and blamed others around me for my fate. By not dealing with the issue, it would seem, ‘it’ got buried in my body.
As an example, my back gave way one day in boarding school when I was 10 years old and I was prescribed ‘bed rest’ for a few weeks. (My ‘backbone’ no longer supported me.) This weak back continued for many years after. Continue reading “Learning to Feel my Feelings: Human Beings, not Human Doings”