A striking portrait of a Black woman with a calm, resolute expression, her face illuminated against a stormy sky. Dark blue, smoke-like currents swirl around her, representing chaotic or disruptive energies, yet she remains untouched and steady, embodying strength, discernment, and energetic protection.

Parasites Beware

Parasites Beware Discernment with Drainers and Deceivers Protection lives at many levels. Sometimes it feels like a gentle embrace, a reminder to breathe and realign. Other times it feels like armor, the firm decision to say no and walk away. However it shows up, protection is a sacred act of honoring your energy, your time, and your spirit. I wrote an article called Spiritual Protection: A Beginner’s Guide to Aligned Living where I share the foundation of this practice. That piece speaks to the essentials—choosing clarity, peace, and sovereignty as daily acts of devotion, remembering that your energy is sacred, and learning to hold yourself with intention. It offers a gentle doorway for those beginning to walk the path of energetic care. This writing carries…

A Black woman sits peacefully by an open window at night, wrapped in flowing white fabric. A glowing golden circle of light surrounds her like a protective aura, while stars shine brightly in the sky behind her. The curtains drift gently in the breeze, creating a sense of calm movement. The scene radiates clarity, sovereignty, and spiritual protection.

Spiritual Protection

Spiritual Protection A Beginner’s Guide to Aligned Living When I speak of spiritual protection, I speak of choosing alignment with clarity, peace, and sovereignty. This practice is not about fear or building walls that keep life at a distance. It is about moving with awareness and remembering that your energy is sacred, valuable, and worthy of care. You carry a light that is unique to you, and that light deserves to shine without being dimmed by the weight of external forces. I know this because I lived through seasons where I gave too much of myself away, absorbing the heaviness of others until I could not hear my own spirit. Building a daily practice of spiritual protection became the way I remembered myself. It taught…

Bathed in the golden glow of living energy, a radiant Black woman stands in a field of wildflowers, her presence both fierce and tender. Her locs curl and twist like sacred currents, each one traced with streams of molten light that swirl around her as if obeying an unseen command. The warm radiance at her back meets the cool, moonlit shimmer of her skin, creating a dance of contrast that feels timeless. Her gaze is steady and unshakable, fixed on something beyond the visible, as if reading the currents of existence itself. The air around her hums with movement, the scent of sun-warmed blossoms mixing with the electric tang of magic. She does not chase time. She shapes it, each breath guiding the threads, each intention pulling them into harmony.

Timeweaver

Timeweaver Listening to the Threads and Shaping the Flow Sometimes I feel time before I see it. It hums in my body, a subtle vibration that tells me something is moving beneath the surface. The air shifts around me, lighter in some moments, weighted in others, and I can sense that a turning is near. My breath deepens, my attention sharpens, and my whole being leans toward what is speaking without words. I do not experience time as a straight line. To me, it is an endless, living field where every moment exists at once. My mind may offer labels like past or future, but what I touch is not bound by them. I move through an energetic space where moments meet and intertwine, where…

A radiant Black woman stands in centered stillness, eyes gently closed, surrounded by glowing golden spheres that ripple outward like protective waves. Energy flows through her body and hair in visible currents—beginning at her crown and cascading down her spine, arms, and legs, then spiraling through her feet into the Earth. These glowing strands resemble the early formation of roots—delicate yet determined—stretching deep into the soil below, drawing power from the Earth’s core. Each current pulses with intention, weaving a sacred force field around her that feels both ancient and alive. The space around her responds, shimmering in quiet reverence, as she stands in the fullness of her energetic sovereignty.

Energetic Sovereignty

Energetic Sovereignty Protecting Your Spiritual Space with Intention and Power I don’t just shield myself from unwanted energy. I command the field around me. This is energetic sovereignty. It isn’t driven by fear or paranoia. It’s rooted in power and choice. I decide what enters my space and what stays out. I don’t wait to feel violated before acting. I build my force fields every day, often before I even open my eyes. Not everyone who enters your energetic field does so with love. Some arrive with curiosity, others with envy. Some don’t realize they’re being invasive. And yes, some project themselves into spaces they don’t belong. That doesn’t make me helpless. It activates my mastery. We don’t always talk about energetic boundaries in the…

A richly melanated woman kneels in sacred focus, centered in a spacious, softly lit room with arched ceilings and glowing candles. Wrapped in a beige headwrap and adorned with layered black and gold beaded necklaces, she sprinkles pale blue ritual powder with deliberate care onto a circular altar board etched with geometric symbols. Her gaze is low and steady, hands precise, embodying the sacred act of reversal and energetic redirection. The atmosphere is thick with presence—silent, powerful, and alive with ancient knowing. This is mastery in motion.

Reversing the Current

Reversing the Current Playing with Energy, Power and Protection Some of the most potent magic starts small. Intentionally small. A shirt worn inside out. A necklace clasped backwards. Shoes left by the door, facing the opposite direction. These aren’t just quirky habits or fashion experiments. They’re subtle shifts in the energetic field—deliberate reversals that whisper to the unseen realms, I know how energy moves, and I know how to move it. At Healing through Visions, I honor the beginner’s path as sacred. I know what it means to start with curiosity and a need for protection—something simple, something tactile, something that works. Reversal techniques have deep roots across cultures, shaped by spiritual traditions where direction, intention, and inversion carry tremendous symbolic weight. African Diaspora practices,…

A woman sits quietly at a well-worn desk, wrapped in a soft robe, her feet and hands gently covered. Her posture leans inward—not in defeat, but in surrender. A single candle flickers between her and a blank canvas, illuminating her face in soft, golden light. Around her, scattered art supplies speak of ideas not yet spoken, truths not yet painted. The space holds stillness, grief, and grace. This is the moment between letting go and beginning again—the sacred pause where shadow meets breath, and presence becomes ritual.

Shadow Love Rituals

Shadow Love Rituals Embracing the unseen. Reclaiming the whole. I don’t call it shadow work. I call it Shadow Love. Because what we’re doing here isn’t labor—it’s liberation. This is not about fixing brokenness. It’s about remembering wholeness. Shadow Love is a practice of radical compassion, personal sovereignty, and deep energetic alignment. It’s the sacred act of turning inward with love—not fear—as your guide. The shadows you carry are not your shame. They are not your undoing. They are the parts of you that once had to go into hiding. And now, they are ready to be seen. When you move with the frequency of Shadow Love, you begin to welcome the exiled versions of yourself back home. The soft-spoken one. The overachiever. The silent…

A dark brown woman walks barefoot across a golden desert at dusk, her flowy earth-toned dress lifted gently by the wind. The camera captures her from behind, mid-step, with each footprint behind her glowing faintly with unseen light. The horizon stretches wide and open, mountains casting long shadows, as the warm amber sky envelops the entire scene in a sense of reverence and quiet revelation. She moves forward without hesitation, her presence commanding and soft all at once. There is no rush—only rhythm. Her path doesn’t erase the past—it transforms it.

Releasing Insecurity

Releasing Insecurity Last week, I caught myself shrinking. Again. I was about to speak up—heart open, words ready—and suddenly, this familiar fog rolled in, as if to block the flow of thought within me, to prevent me from expressing something at work and with someone I care about. It didn’t come loud or chaotic. It came quietly, like a shadow sliding across my chest. The kind of doubt that doesn’t just question my idea—it questions my right to say it out loud. My body tensed. My voice softened. I adjusted my posture, my tone, my presence. And I didn’t say what I really wanted to say. In that moment, I recognized what was happening—insecurity moving through my space again. I asked myself if I invited…

A radiant Black woman dances barefoot in sacred motion, her hair wild and alive under the glow of a full golden moon. Mist curls around her feet like ancestral breath, and her movement channels the energy of release, embodiment, and sovereignty. This is soul liberation in motion—the unseen made visible, the sacred made felt.

Soul Contracts

Soul Contracts Honoring, Nurturing and Liberating Your True Self Soul contracts are sacred soul-level agreements made before we are born. These contracts are not punishment, not obligation, not karma in the way we’ve been taught to fear it—they are choices. Choices made by our higher self, for our evolution, for our liberation, for love. Sometimes that love is tough. Sometimes it’s expansive. Sometimes it breaks us open just to show us what we’ve been carrying all along. These contracts are written in the language of energy, not logic. They don’t always make sense to the mind, especially when they come wrapped in pain or confusion. But when I drop in—when I really listen—I feel the wisdom in the unfolding. I feel the soul of it….

A Black woman stands still in the rain as the city moves around her, eyes closed, both hands pressed to her chest. Rain streaks her skin and hair, but her energy is calm—centered. A soft orange light glows from beneath her hands at the heart center, symbolizing emotional warmth, inner peace, and spiritual protection. The blurred city lights behind her echo the intensity of the external world, while she remains grounded and inwardly connected. This image reflects the essence of Ho’oponopono as a practice of energetic detachment, nervous system regulation, and returning to love within chaos.

Ho’oponopono

Living Harmony through Ho’oponopono A Daily Practice of Self-Forgiveness, Compassion, and Energetic Alchemy Ho’oponopono came into my life when I was ready to release another layer of pain I didn’t even know I was still carrying. This sacred Hawaiian practice moved through me like a soft current—gentle, but undeniable. What began as a simple spiritual exercise has since become a living, breathing part of how I process, clear, and reclaim my energy. It’s one of the sacred practices that continues to reveal itself in new ways every time I return to it. This post reflects my initial journey of practicing Ho’oponopono. I later expanded on this practice in Embracing Healing with Ho’oponopono—a piece that came from living with it longer, deeper, and more intentionally. That…

A radiant Black woman stands in an open field at sunset, arms outstretched in surrender, with her heart center glowing like a radiant sun. Her hair flows in the wind as vibrant hues of purple, pink, and orange paint the sky behind her. The light from her chest illuminates her body, symbolizing openness, radical acceptance, and the power of living with compassion. The scene embodies strength, healing, and expansion through conflict and transformation.

Navigating Conflict

Navigating Conflict with an Open Heart Space I wrote these words after listening to this week’s AstroTea conversation on Clubhouse. Their forecasts always spark new reflections for me, and this time, I felt called to speak about conflict, how it moves through us, how it can weigh us down, and how it can open us to deeper wisdom. Astrology reminds me that the energies we feel are not random. They are patterns, waves, and invitations that help us see ourselves more clearly. Conflict is one of those mirrors, revealing the parts of us that are still tender, still learning, still holding on. Conflict shows up in every life. It can rise between family members, friends, colleagues, or even within ourselves. Sometimes it feels like an…

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