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Saturday, October 7, 2023

CLEAN HOUSE


 


I believe in thee power of giving my home a good spiritual cleanse, even though people call it by different names. Its thee innergy / energy of alchemy that does a mind, body, heart & soul good. It's like what Buddhists say, cleaning isn't just about tidying up, it's a spiritual thing, it is very personal. When we clear out the physical stuff around us, we also make space for our minds and souls to feel fresh and clear. It's kind of like when you declutter your space, you declutter your mind, and that keeps you in the moment.


Even in the Bible, there's a story about Jesus cleaning up His own special place, the Temple. He got rid of anything that didn't fit right with His beliefs. Just like that, I believe I have the power to clean and lift the vibes in my own home.


No matter what we call it, I think this cleaning thing is really important. A clean home is like a blank canvas for all the stuff we want to do.


In my video, I've got a mix of stuff I felt drawn to use for cleaning my walls and floors. I really enjoy making these mixes that match the vibes I want in my home. Plus, I'm into aromatherapy, so I make sure my place smells awesome. Those secret oils I added have different purposes, like bringing in prosperity. Some of these oils are my own recipes, and others come from people I trust when it comes to this alchemy stuff. πŸ‘πŸŒΏπŸ’« #CleanSlate #HomeVibes #AromatherapyMagic

POWER MOVES


 


Thee ultimate power move is when you no longer absorb everyone's emotions, but rather stand back & confidently observe them, understanding that your inner peace is your fortress. 🌟 Affirm: I am thee guardian of my energy, and I choose peace above all else. πŸ’ͺπŸ°πŸ‘️‍πŸ—¨️ #InnerStrength #EmotionalResilience #ChoosePeace

🌧️☕ Rainy Days = Cozy Vibes! ☔✨


 


🌧️☕ Rainy Days = Cozy Vibes! ☔✨


When Mother Earth graces us with a rainy day, it's thee perfect time to slow down, recharge & indulge in some comforting homey activities. Here's a list of cozy things to do while thee rain showers us all with some love πŸ’• 


1. ☕ Sip on your favorite hot beverage—tea, coffee, or hot cocoa.

2. πŸ“š Curl up with a good book you've been meaning to read.

3. 🎨 Get creative with some art or craft projects.

4. 🍲 Try your hand at cooking a new, hearty recipe.

5. 🧘‍♀️ Practice mindfulness with a yoga or meditation session.

6. 🎢 Listen to soothing music or create your rainy-day playlist.

7. 🏑 Organize and declutter your living space, or engage in light cleaning and reorganization.

8. πŸ’€ Take a long, cozy nap, just like our sweet rambunctious kitten Eden photographed here, or indulge in some self-care.

9. 🌧️ Enjoy the rain by sitting by a window or taking a peaceful walk if it's safe.

10. πŸ‚ Write in your journal or start a gratitude list.


Rainy days are nature's way of giving us a gentle nudge to slow down and appreciate the comforts of home. What's your favorite rainy day activity? 


Share some of your cozy moments below! ☔πŸ‘πŸ’• #RainyDayVibes #CozyHome #SelfCare

A Heart Shattered: In Memory of Baby




A  Heart Shattered: In Memory of Baby


Today marks one month since we tragically said goodbye to our dear dog, Baby. 🐾 In her loving memory, I've compiled a video capturing her pure, boundless cuteness.


But today, I want to share something deeply personal—my raw and emotional poem & diary entry written the day after her passing. The wound is still fresh, and the pain remains.


In the depths of loss I am in despair, my heart aches & moans,

As I spill my grief upon these tear-stained stones.

Yesterday, my world crumbled, my soul laid bare,

For I lost my beloved dog Baby, in a world so unfair.


I question the medical community's ways,

In the shadow of loss, my heart's heavy with dismay.

I lack the authority, they say, to speak my truth,

But I witnessed the injustice, I saw the bitter proof.


I entrusted them with my dog Baby's fragile life,

Suppressing my instincts, embracing the strife.

The doctor's decision, an increase in vain,

Hastened Baby's departure, inflicted endless pain.


In the depths of despair, my anger takes hold,

For they followed their protocols, their hearts soulless cold.

No one saw Baby's uniqueness, her struggle, her plea,

They let her slip away, they failed her, you see.


Her time was limited, that much I knew,

But a tragic ending, we didn't have to pursue.

My anger, they claim, is vengeance untamed,

But I speak my raw truth, my grief unchained.


I question the system, its cold, callous ways,

Why standard procedures, where empathy decays?

Our pets, our dear animals, in our hearts they reside,

Yet, their value diminished, their lives set aside.


The wisdom they boasted, it crumbled, it fell,

My intuition knew better, a truth I can't quell.

If I could rewind time, I'd refuse that cruel fate,

Baby would still be here, it's not too late.


In this moment, gratitude is far from my grasp,

For they led us astray, in this painful clasp.

I can't undo that moment, or the money they stole,

For a medical overdose that took Baby's soul.


As I write these lines, every soul, please heed,

Question the experts, don't just blindly concede.

If "Karen" I must be, to protect those we love,

Then let it be so, for Baby, now above.


In the depths of despair, I declare it's not right,

That a flawed system stole Baby from sight.

That ill-fated dose, prescribed in despair,

Took away our dog Baby, left me in anguish and despair.


This, a poem in my diary, is undeniably cruel and tough,

A loss that's left me broken, it's simply not enough.


**Let's honor Baby's memory by raising awareness about the value of our animal companions and the importance of questioning when something doesn't feel right. πŸ’”πŸΎ #InLovingMemory #JusticeForAnimals #RawEmotions**



Diary entry Written 9/8/2023 


Trigger warning ⚠️ it’s raw unfiltered emotion.


Written 9/8/2023 


My heart is shattered, and my tears flow uncontrollably as I pour out my pain onto these pages. Yesterday, I experienced the devastating loss of my beloved dog, Baby. The weight of this tragedy has made me question the policies and procedures of the medical community, for I believe that this heartbreaking outcome could have been avoided. My emotions run deep, and I yearn to express the soulful turmoil that consumes me.


It is incredibly frustrating to share my experience with others, only to be met with closed minds and dismissive attitudes. Is it because it is I who speaks these words? I am not a veterinarian, and therefore, some may argue that I lack the authority to voice my concerns. But I have eyes that witness, and I saw the events unfold from one day to the next. Does no one else see the injustice in this? Who should be held accountable for the loss of  Baby our dog?


I placed my trust in the hands of doctors, suppressing my own intuition, and now, I am left to mourn an even swifter departure. The doctor herself confirmed that the increase in dosage hastened Baby's passing. Can we accept this as justifiable? Is there no one to speak up for our voiceless animals? I watched helplessly as Baby, who had shown signs of improvement in her critical condition, suddenly cried out in pain, unable to communicate the torment brewing within her. They failed her. They failed to recognize her unique case, opting instead to follow a standardized procedure. And because of their negligence, she is no longer here. How can this be fair?


I was aware that Baby's time with us was limited, but it did not have to end in such a tragic manner, especially when she had shown signs of improvement. Am I wrong to feel this overwhelming anger? Who is to blame for this heart-wrenching loss? as I pour my emotions onto these pages, I am accused of speaking with vengeance. But how can I be vengeful when all I am doing is expressing my honest and raw emotions? I am merely recounting the events as they unfolded, culminating in the moment when Baby took that final, fatal dose of medication, an increase that was prompted by my need for a refill. How dare someone try to cover their own ass and lack compassion. Because after that dose It was then that she spiraled out of control and met her tragic end. WTF ? How can I accept this as okay? I am far from okay. Yes, my emotions are heightened, but can anyone truly justify this as right?


I do not believe that this is right. I am left questioning why the medical industry is so quick to increase medication dosages without considering each case individually. Why is it acceptable to follow standard procedures and blindly approve dosage increments simply because "that's how it's done"? Well, because of this flawed thinking, my dog, Baby, perished in the most agonizing manner. I yearn to raise awareness about this injustice so that other families do not have to endure such a tragic loss. Our pets and animals hold profound significance in our lives, and if they are not valued, then why do we choose to have them in our homes and hearts?


The system, in all its supposed wisdom, failed our dear Baby, and I am plagued by guilt. My intuition pleaded with me to question the doctors and staff about the dosage increase, but I succumbed to their supposed expertise. Who am I to challenge their knowledge and experience? Yet, deep down, my intuition knew the truth. If I could turn back time, I would have vehemently refused that dosage increase and insisted on a refill of the previously prescribed medication. Yes, Baby was still on a path towards her inevitable passing, but I promise you, she would still be alive today. This I know with every fiber of my being, just as I intuitively knew that the increased dosage was wrong. But alas, I trusted the professionals, and it cost us our beloved dog Baby.


In this moment, I cannot find gratitude for their assistance, for they were the catalyst for Baby's rapid decline. I cannot undo that irrevocable moment or reclaim the money that was taken from me for a medical overdose that robbed us of our precious companion from us trusting their professional opinion.


As i write these words  they ignite a fire within me, raising my consciousness & awareness and prompting me to question more, to not blindly accept everything i hear just because someone is deemed qualified. If this makes me a "Karen," so be it. If only I could turn back time, I would have withheld those medications. Perhaps Baby's fate was sealed, but I promise you, she would still be by my side today. This I wholeheartedly know. I knew it then, as I know it now. That ill-fated dose, prescribed without due consideration, took away our sweet dog Baby, leaving me shattered and filled with anguish. This is not okay. It is undeniably fucked up.


 

Friday, October 6, 2023

Healing the Warrior's Soul: Ancient Practices of Restoration and Renewal



Healing the Warrior's Soul: Ancient Practices of Restoration and Renewal


In the annals of history, across diverse cultures, there exists a profound tradition of healing that was reserved for those who bore the heavy weight of battle—warriors who had witnessed the horrors of conflict. These ancient societies understood that war inflicted wounds not only on the body but also on the spirit. To address this, they turned to wise shamans who guided these warriors through a process of restoration, renewal, and reintegration into civilian life.


**The Practice with Many Names**


This practice varied from culture to culture, known by different names such as "Soul Wound Healing" among Indigenous American tribes. The core belief was universal: before a warrior could return to their community, it was imperative to heal the spiritual and emotional wounds of war.


**Key Elements of Restoration**


**1. Soul Retrieval:** Shamans embarked on journeys into the spirit world, seeking to recover fragments of the warrior's soul that might have been lost or damaged in battle. These missing pieces were considered vital for the individual to feel complete once more.


**2. Ceremonial Cleansing:** Ritual purification ceremonies involving herbs, smoke, and water were performed to cleanse the warrior's body and spirit. This purification aimed to cleanse the person of negative energy and trauma, preparing them for a fresh start.


**3. Guidance and Counseling:** Shamans took on the roles of counselors, offering wisdom and insights to help the warrior process their experiences. This guidance was pivotal in helping the individual integrate their past and future.


**The Significance of Horns**


Horns played a central role in this process:


**Symbolic Significance:** Often sourced from animals like buffalo or deer, horns symbolized strength, resilience, and a connection to the natural world. They embodied the warrior's ability to adapt and endure.


**Sound and Rhythm:** The sound produced by horns, whether through blowing or drumming, held immense power in altering consciousness. It facilitated the shamanic journey, helping to induce spiritual states of healing.


**Ceremonial Tools:** Horns were used as ritual instruments, serving as conduits for channeling spiritual energy. They enhanced the shaman's connection with the spirit world and played a crucial role in the restoration process.


**A Holistic Approach to Healing**


In essence, the practice of restoring warriors through shamanic rituals was a holistic approach to healing. It addressed not only physical but also spiritual and emotional wounds, reflecting a profound understanding of the interconnectedness of mind, body, and spirit. By tending to trauma and suffering, these ancient cultures sought to reintegrate individuals into their communities as whole, healed beings, bearing witness to the enduring power of the human spirit.


**A Call for Revival**


In our modern world, while we may not be at war in the conventional sense, many of us find ourselves in a different kind of battle—a battle within ourselves. The conditioning of society, the burdens of daily life, and the weight of past experiences can leave us wounded and fragmented. We can draw a profound lesson from the ancient shamanic practices of restoration.


Now, more than ever, it's time to revive this wholesome and transformative tradition. We should integrate elements of these practices into our culture to heal the spiritual and emotional wounds that afflict so many. By embracing the wisdom of the ancients, we can learn to mend the fractures within ourselves and, in doing so, nurture a more harmonious world. The time has come to embrace this ancient wisdom for the benefit of our collective well-being.

🌟 Embrace Thee Wisdom Within 🌟


 


🌟 Embrace Thee Wisdom Within 🌟


"Acting like there is no problem is one way to avoid never finding a solution." πŸ€”


As we welcome thee weekend, let's savor this thought: Acknowledgment is the first step towards transformation. πŸš€


πŸ’¬ So, here's an open-ended question to ponder over your Friday evening: What challenges have you been overlooking, hoping they'd disappear on their own? 🀷‍♂️πŸ’­


🌟 Affirmation: "I choose to face my challenges head-on, knowing that within them lies thee seeds of growth & thee path to meaningful solutions." πŸ’ͺ✨


So, let's have those difficult conversations, walk thee extra mile & dive deepest seas into our cosmic beautiful being. πŸ—£️🚢‍♂️πŸ’« Keep it real with yourself, for it's thee most compassionate journey you & I can & will embark on. πŸŒ±πŸ’‘ #FridayReflections #WeekendWisdom #EmbraceChange

🌟 Navigating thee Depths: Recognizing Current & Past Life Traumas 🌟



🌟 Navigating thee Depths: Recognizing Current & Past Life Traumas 🌟


Our bodies are intricate tapestries woven with deepest sea threads of both current & past life traumas, which do run deep. Understanding their impact is necessary for our own personal healing. It's essential to recognize how trauma can manifest in different body parts. Here's a glimpse:


1️⃣ Head & Neck: These areas may carry the weight of current life stresses, while also holding echoes of past traumas, affecting our thoughts and communication.


2️⃣ Chest: The heart can bear the scars of past heartaches alongside current emotional burdens.


3️⃣ Stomach: Digestive disturbances may stem from both present-day stressors and unresolved issues from the past.


4️⃣ Back: Lower back pain may symbolize the lingering impact of old wounds intertwined with the stress of today.


5️⃣ Hips: Current life challenges may blend with the unresolved emotions of yesteryears, affecting our sense of security.


6️⃣ Legs: Current struggles to move forward can be entangled with past life experiences, influencing our sense of purpose.


7️⃣ Hands: Clenched fists might reveal present tensions while also reflecting a tendency to hold onto past traumas.


Embracing holistic healing means acknowledging both thee present and past existing within us. Seek support & please have self-compassion with your own journey. πŸ’–πŸŒ± #HealingJourney #PastLifeTrauma #InnerStrength


(Note: Trauma is a complex subject, and it's advisable to consult a professional for guidance on specific experiences & their impact. This is a general overview and not a substitute for professional advice. Consult a healthcare or mental health professional for personalized guidance.)


 

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