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…

A radiant Black woman with locs sits on a circular woven mat, surrounded by scattered handwritten pages, ritual tools, and open journals. Smoke swirls gently in the sunlit room as she presses one hand to her chest, eyes closed in raw presence. Nothing is perfectly placed—everything is real. The energy is thick with emotion, memory, and release. This is a sacred snapshot of what transmutation looks like in real time—unfiltered, alive, and holy.

Alchemy in Real Time

Alchemy in Real Time A real-time transmission from Healing through Visions I’m in the thick of it. The ache. The spiral. The silent scream in my chest that no one else can hear—but I feel every breath of it. This isn’t a breakdown. This is the alchemy of transmutation. The part of the journey where shadows surface, illusions burn, and everything I thought I healed starts whispering again. But I am not afraid. I’ve walked through this fire before. This moment is the crucible. And I am the gold. When discomfort erupts in my body, it’s not just pain. It’s information. It’s a signal that I’ve hit a threshold—an edge where truth and identity collide. What I once clung to can’t hold me anymore. And…

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 stylized 3D animated 6 year old Black girl sits cross-legged on her bed, surrounded by glowing stars painted on the walls. Her room feels like a galaxy—soft purples, deep blues, and golden constellations gently pulsing with light. She wears cozy pajamas with crescent moons, her big 2 strand twists wrapped in a silk scarf. She’s holding a well-loved storybook in her lap, eyes wide as she listens to the words being read by a glowing spirit guide beside her—a translucent, gentle figure made of stardust and memory. The lighting is cinematic and dreamy, in the style of DreamWorks. Her features reflect Moon Girl meets Proud Family—expressive, soulful, and full of wonder. Around her, magical sparkles rise like fireflies, a very loved off white teddy bear with a worn nose, watch in quiet reverence. This is a moment of safety, love, and deep ancestral presence.

Reconnect. Reclaim. Rise. through the Wisdom of Your Inner Child

✨ Reconnect. Reclaim. Rise. through the Wisdom of Your Inner Child ✨ There’s a voice inside you that never went silent. That inner child learned to whisper in chaos. To adapt to survive. To stay small to stay safe. They remember everything—what made you light up, what made you shut down, and what you were forced to carry before you had words for the weight. They’re not looking to stay stuck in the past. They’re looking for you. This isn’t just a reading. This is a homecoming. Book a session now An Inner Child Reading with me through Healing through Visions is a sacred space—alive with remembrance, safety, and intuitive care. We meet your inner child together at the frequency they exist in now. Not…

A sacred moment captured in detail. A Black woman stands barefoot in a circle of glowing candles, surrounded by sunflowers, roses, and petals of marigold and jasmine. Gold coins and dried herbs rest at her feet. Her emerald robe spills onto the earth as her open hands extend in silent offering. The scene pulses with warmth, reverence, and divine receptivity. This is abundance rooted in truth. This is what it means to say yes to more.

Abundance & Prosperity Rituals

Abundance and Prosperity Rituals Rooted in Worth. Guided by Wisdom. Abundance isn’t just about money. It’s about flow. It’s about nourishment. It’s about allowing yourself to receive what supports you—without guilt, without shame, without overexplaining why you deserve it. Abundance and Prosperity Rituals help you reconnect with the truth that you are already worthy. These rituals invite you to remove energetic debris, outdated beliefs, ancestral wounds, and emotional imprints that block or distort your receiving field. They are not about forcing wealth into your life. They are about clearing space so what’s already aligned with you can find you, stay with you, and grow with you. For some, this ritual work opens the gates for financial income and material success. For others, it reveals a…

A quiet altar rests on a deep indigo cloth, adorned with clear quartz, rose quartz, and black tourmaline arranged in a soft protective grid. A single beeswax candle flickers gently beside a small mirror, a pouch of lavender, mugwort, and rosemary. Sprigs of sage and bay leaf rest in a ceramic dish nearby. The air shimmers subtly, carrying the sense that the altar is alive—aware, listening, and ready to receive whatever truth enters its field.

What is Visionary Guidance?

What is Visionary Guidance? (And what it’s not) Let’s be clear. Visionary Guidance is not fortune-telling. It’s not predictive. It’s not performative. And it’s definitely not entertainment. It’s not a list of generic messages. It’s not rooted in fear, guilt, or someone else’s authority over your path. This is soul work. This is resonance. This is deep listening—between you, your guides, your energy field, and the sacred space we open together. Book a Session Now When you book a Visionary Guidance session through Healing through Visions, you’re not coming to be fixed. You’re not looking for someone to save you. You’re meeting yourself in real time—through reflection, remembrance, and insight that speaks to all parts of you. I tune into what’s true—not just what’s loud….

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 radiant Black woman stands gracefully beneath a cosmic sky, her eyes closed in deep presence as a luminous spiral of golden light swirls from her open palm. Her textured hair is adorned with a shimmering headband, and her golden dress glows with delicate beadwork, echoing the stars above. The golden spiral floats effortlessly in the air, alive with fine threads and tiny points of light, forming a sacred geometry that seems to pulse with intelligence. She appears both grounded and celestial—a living bridge between realms, channeling unseen frequencies into form. This is not just a moment—it is a transmission of power, remembrance, and divine creativity.

What Is Creativity?

What Is Creativity? Creativity isn’t a performance. It’s a presence. A frequency. A felt sense that hums beneath the noise. It’s a way of listening to what’s already speaking through the body, through the breath, through the spaces between thoughts. It’s not just about making art or writing something profound. Creativity is about connecting what’s often left unconnected—ideas, emotions, memories, patterns, energies. It’s hearing a lyric and instantly knowing what your next move is. It’s watching a child build something from nothing and remembering you’ve always had that power too. It’s being in the checkout line, zoning out, and suddenly feeling clarity drop in like an answered prayer. Creativity is a bridge It carries us across timelines and initiations. It links the sacred and the…

A luminous, galaxy-glazed ceramic mug sits on a sunlit wooden counter, glowing in deep shades of indigo, amethyst, and molten copper. Wisps of steam spiral upward in fluid, ethereal curves, catching the light like spirit breath rising from a sacred brew. The soft morning sun filters through a nearby window, casting a warm golden glow across the surface. In the blurred background, a quiet stove and silver kettle hint at the ritual just completed. The entire scene hums with warmth, presence, and quiet magic—an everyday altar in motion. The words ShaaniCreates and Healing through Visions rest gently in the corners, anchoring this image in sacred purpose.

Drinking Tea is a Ritual

Drinking Tea is a Ritual This is not just a drink. This is a ceremony. A signal. A sacred act wrapped in steam and stillness. The moment I reach for my favorite mug, I begin the ritual. My body already knows. The hum of the electric kettle isn’t just sound—it shifts the frequency around me. It tells my spirit: come home now. My nervous system begins to settle before I take a single sip. There’s no rush. No demand. Just rhythm. Just breath. Just presence. I open the cabinet or reach into my stash. I don’t overthink. I listen with my body. My hands land on exactly what I need. Loose leaf treasures in a glass jar. A hand-wrapped teabag filled with roots and blooms….

A heavy, weathered trunk glows with otherworldly light at the bottom of a dark, swirling lake. Suspended by a molten-gold chain, the chest radiates energy from within—mysterious, ancient, and alive. This is not just a container. It is a sealed threshold holding ancestral truths, soul contracts, sacred rage, and buried power. A visual metaphor for Mars in Cancer in the 8th house—emotional depth, inherited strength, and transformation waiting to rise.

Mastering the Unseen

Mastering the Unseen What They Never Told You About Mars in Cancer Some people say my Mars is debilitated. That it doesn’t belong in Cancer. That it doesn’t know how to fight, or lead, or make moves. I say my Mars is a sacred vortex of primal power. A gatekeeper of ancestral memory. A sacred, simmering force that doesn’t perform power—it embodies it. It holds centuries of survival and transformation in every breath I take. It took me years to understand what this energy actually was. Not because it wasn’t always with me, but because the world I was raised in had no language for it. Mars in Cancer, retrograde, sitting in the 8th house at 29 degrees—it felt like carrying a wildfire under still…

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