Sprouts of Love – A Mythical Healing Story
Many years ago, flowing in the river of time, there was a huge fire. An enormous fire. Massive and strong. And the wind transferred it
Many years ago, flowing in the river of time, there was a huge fire. An enormous fire. Massive and strong. And the wind transferred it
From self-talk to being attentive, connecting to our intuition, and ability to hear the guidance of Spirit, Universe, or God (as we each call IT). A collection of thoughts and my own journey from self-talk to communicating with the divine.
Many years ago, flowing in the river of time, there was a group of children, all living in the same village. They loved playing together,
A letter to myself from over ten years ago, after a car crash and NDE, reminding myself that deep healing must happen at all layers.
A letter to myself on letting others be who they are, releasing, letting go, and embracing the new.
Wait. Allow yourself to rest. The calibration between the physical and the spiritual needs time. A letter to myself just after the car crash.
Now. Be in the now. Live the now… It’s true, and sometimes also impossible.
In retrospect, gaps are a natural part of our growth. Dancing in and out of our comfort zones. A letter to myself, on a moment when stepping out, was too much.
“I write to you, and between the lines, I re-remember… the profound truths that became realized along with our healing” Deep healing takes time.
In times of slow healing, being constrained to resting, can also offer an opportunity.
When a life event knocks on our door? Do we try to return to what was or to become?
Life is a journey. Sometimes challenging, always rewarding (if we choose it to be so). Welcome to my little space on the web. I am Efrat, a mother of three spiritually aware teens, a shamanic energy healing practitioner, and a writer. I believe in children – our future, and in our ability to offer them the conditions they need to walk their true, beautiful, and enlightened soul-self. New to my space? Start here :).