What I’ve learned about magic is that we all want to believe. It’s harder for some of us to believe depending on our life experiences and upbringing. Even if we’ve been shown or taught otherwise, each of us has seen things we can’t explain, sensed synchronicities and deja vu, and felt chills run up our spines, telling us magic is real. We hold an ancient gem or mineral, or anoint our skin with a rich, sacred oil, and we just know. When people ask me what’s so magical about gemstones and essential oils, I tell them – they are a way into the Great Mystery.
They are the gatekeepers to a past that summons us. I know that I have worked with these treasures for much longer than 30 years – thousands of years – millennia. I have healed with oils and gridded with stones. Soothed tired souls and enriched weak bodies. Raised, strengthened and released. Birthed, gathered, and surrendered to the Earth. A lifetime of magic. Lifetimes of magic are in my soul, a lineage of entry points into a Universe of wisdom that never ceases to capture my imagination, hold my attention, and enchant me beyond description, as well as bless and provide for me.
May magic be the same for you, and may it ever remind you that the Universe is a mysterious place, always waiting to reveal its beauty to you in every moment. It’s in the rocks; it’s in the herbs; it’s in the oils; it’s in your spirit.
Your entire life can change with these tools. All you must do is wish it so, and then allow.
With love and shared blessings,