A radiant Black woman walks hand in hand with her younger self beneath a glowing full moon. They move barefoot along a flower-lined path, surrounded by warm coral blooms and luminous birds in flight. The air sparkles with golden light as laughter rises between them. This moment captures the heart of inner child healing—joyful reunion, sacred remembrance, and the embodiment of safety, freedom, and unconditional love.

Inner Child Healing

Inner Child Healing Reclaim joy, restore safety, and remember who you’ve always been What is Inner Child Healing? Inner Child Healing is the sacred practice of reconnecting with the younger parts of yourself—those tender, curious, intuitive versions of you who still live within your energy body. These are the parts that witnessed too much or weren’t held enough. The parts that loved freely before the world said otherwise. The parts still longing to be heard, seen, protected, and embraced. But this work is not only about tending to wounds—it is about integration. Inner Child Healing invites you to remember and embody the joy, imagination, playfulness, and pure magic you carried before the world asked you to shrink. It’s a homecoming that weaves your innocence with…

An abstract swirl of layered colors—deep navy, rose, gold, and soft coral—moves like a sacred storm through the frame, forming a fluid spiral at the center. The motion suggests transformation in progress, a vortex of emotion and truth converging into clarity. Each layer bends and curves with purpose, evoking the feeling of breath moving through the body and energy unraveling through the soul. This image reflects the sacred moment of transmutation when old stories collapse and self-remembrance rises from within. It holds the energy of reclamation, power, and grace in motion.

Remembering I Am Enough

Remembering I Am Enough Transmuting the Lie of Too Much and Not Enough I feel it rising again—that pull in opposite directions. That ache in my chest. That strange tension in my belly that tells me something old is moving through. The part of me that wants to speak up, shine, stretch wide into my full expression gets met with the voice that whispers, you’re too much. Almost immediately, another one follows it, quieter but just as sharp, saying, you’re not enough. This dance has lived in me for a long time. Longer than I realized. Longer than I gave myself permission to name. It didn’t start with me. It’s ancestral. It’s a residue passed down through the lineage, through the silences at dinner tables,…

A brilliant beam of rose-gold and indigo light streams from the cosmos, descending into the center of a vast, glowing ripple pool. Each ring of water pulses outward in waves of lavender, sapphire, and electric pink—like echoes of a prayer answered from within. The light doesn’t pierce—it embraces. The surrounding sky holds quiet stars as witnesses, as if the universe itself is in reverent stillness. This is the moment of reclamation. A visual embodiment of radical self-love, cellular healing, and soul transformation.

Loving Myself is the Medicine

Loving Myself is the Medicine A Prayer for Healing and Transformation I no longer wait for permission to be whole. I return to myself—breath by breath, truth by truth—and I find sanctuary in my own presence. This isn’t self-help. This is sacred reclamation. This is me choosing to be my own answer, my own soft place to land, my own fierce and faithful witness. Loving myself is the medicine. It’s not something I chase. It’s something I choose. I choose it in moments that feel heavy with grief, in the silence between sobs, in the tension that lives in my shoulders. I choose it when I look in the mirror and barely recognize the reflection. I choose it when I show up raw and honest…

A surreal, sacred threshold opens before you—representing the unseen experience of holding space. A dark, industrial room gives way to a glowing cosmic portal framed by walls of fluid light and shadow, shaped like softened stone and golden silk. The edges ripple, not violently, but like a breath being held with reverence. Beyond the portal, stars swirl through a violet and indigo sky—an infinite field of possibility, memory, and transformation. The ground glistens with light, reflecting the mystery ahead like a mirror to your inner world. This isn’t just a visual—this is a frequency. The image holds you. It invites you to soften, to trust, to remember that something sacred happens when we choose to stay present. This is what holding space looks like from the inside: quiet, vast, and alive.

What Holding Space Really Means

What Holding Space Really Means And Why It’s a Sacred Practice Holding space isn’t a trendy term I toss around. It’s how I live. It’s how I love. It’s how I listen when someone’s soul is whispering louder than their voice. When I hold space, I’m not fixing you. I’m not trying to pull you out of your storm. I’m standing with you, anchored in trust, knowing that your wisdom will rise in its own time. My job is not to guide the path, but to honor it. To hold space is to open the door and say: you’re welcome here, just as you are. Presence Is the Practice This isn’t about saying the right words. It’s about being in the right energy. You can…

A serene, mystical scene of a Black woman standing on a rocky shore with a vast ocean behind her. Her arms are raised, and a soft, radiant light emanates from her hands, flowing into the water. The sky is painted with hues of twilight, blending deep purples, pinks, and oranges, symbolizing the healing energy of Ho'oponopono.

Embracing Healing with Ho’oponopono

Embracing Healing with Ho’oponopono at Healing Through Visions As a certified Ho’oponopono practitioner, I am committed to offering this ancient Hawaiian practice to support your journey towards wellbeing and self-discovery. Ho’oponopono has been a transformative part of my spiritual path, and I am dedicated to sharing its immense healing potential with you. What is Ho’oponopono? Ho’oponopono means to make right or to correct. It involves mental cleansing and healing through prayer, discussion, confession, repentance, and mutual restitution and forgiveness. This practice restores harmony within oneself and with others, promoting inner peace and clarity. Ho’oponopono’s roots are deep in Hawaiian culture, where it was traditionally used to resolve conflicts within families and communities. The process involves recognizing and taking responsibility for one’s thoughts and actions, seeking…

A dramatic and powerful image capturing the essence of Santa Muerte, filled with vibrant colors representing her different lights. The scene is set in a mystical, candle-lit space adorned with symbols like marigolds, skulls, and an hourglass. In the center, a majestic figure of Santa Muerte stands, emanating an aura of empowerment and love, surrounded by a captivating atmosphere that blends realism with theatrical and cinematic elements.

The Empowering Guidance of Santa Muerte

The Empowering Guidance of Santa Muerte There is a palpable shift in the air as I scroll through the pages of my journal, dated April 23, 2019. The notes, once just a collection of thoughts and observations, now resonate with an energy that seems to leap from the digital ink. It’s as though the very act of revisiting these words has become a ritual in itself, invoking the presence of Santa Muerte into the stillness of my room. I pause, feeling the weight of an invisible yet undeniable gaze; it’s her call, subtle yet insistent, drawing me in. I remember writing about her with a respectful curiosity, noting her as the patron of those on the fringes, a figure of compassion in the harsh face…

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