Dreams Come True

"Look at how far you've come!" This is a phrase that I feel so lucky to speak to the patients that come into my space. Transformation and growth are always at our fingertips when we go deeper within to discover our truth. I feel so blessed to witness people stepping fully into their power, light and divinity. I truly could not ask for anything more. It is my intention to attract patients to my practice who know that they are responsible for their own healing and that I am simply a guide, a facilitator to help. Ultimately, once they leave my space, they have to do their own work out there in the world. If we all took responsibility for our own healing, thoughts, words and actions, I believe that this world would be a much different place.

Honouring how far we have come on our journey is a beautiful way to send love to yourself. Like an energetic pat on the back. It only takes a couple of moments to reflect on your past. Perhaps you have come to a true place of forgiveness with a past relationship, or maybe it is an old belief system that has shifted into a healed place. In your life situation, what has changed for the better? What have you manifested in your life that you remember you always wanted? Acknowledging what was, can help us to honour and be grateful for what is our present creation. This can also bring awareness to how powerful our thoughts and words can truly be in creating our future.

I remember when I was just out of Homeopathic School and in the midst of starting my practice. Since I had gone from graduating from University and then jumping into Homeopathic College, my financial situation was pretty dire. A friend of mine had a healing practice and we went shopping one day. She was buying all of these beautiful clothes - and if you knew me well, shopping, for clothes (or shoes...or home decor) makes me very happy. I could not afford to buy anything and she said to me "Asha, one day, your practice will be successful and you will be able to buy lovely things." I remember that day clearly, because I could not fathom how I would ever be able to buy new clothing ever again. I know that sounds dramatic, but I was so broke Mastercard wouldn't even increase my limit!

This same friend, had this stunning office with hundreds, or so it seemed at the time, of Homeopathic Books. Her remedies were plentiful and she had all of these gorgeous crystals around her office. I was always in awe when I went to her place and dreamed to manifest this for myself. It wasn't like I wanted a new Ferarri, we were talking books and crystals, but at the time, this seemed like a dream come true.

Well, dreams do come true, because today, I see that I have created the most fulfilling work for myself that supports me spiritually, emotionally, physically and financially. I am the luckiest girl in the world! As I look back, I have come a long way in 7 years.

I encourage you to see how far you have come in all areas of your life. Honour yourself and all of your growth. See the magic in all of the experiences in your life, no matter how dark they seemed at the time. Send gratitude to all of the people who you have learned your deepest lessons from. And most importantly send love to yourself for continuing to be the courageous, inspired, brilliant being that you are. It is time.

In honour of where I have come in my practice and the energy to come, I am offering some new healing opportunities. For the past 4 years, I have been running weekly healing circles and I am changing it up for the Fall. People have been asking for more formalized, deeper teachings from the Native/Shamanic Tradition for a couple of years now and I have finally come up with something that resonates with my heart.

1. "Dreaming Your Sacred Self into Being"

It is my belief that we all have beautiful medicines to share with the world. We were born with many gifts, each person perfectly unique. The intention of these classes are to awaken your medicines through ceremony, teachings and healing. Class size is small to ensure more one-on-one time for healing and mentoring. The focus will be on self-healing and is perfect for those who wish to go deeper into self-awareness. Traditional Native Healing will be used in each class and participants will be using their own healing medicines in circle.

Dates and Times: Starting the week of September 12th, for 4 weeks

Mondays from 1-2:30 pm (Maximum 5 people per class) OR

Wednesdays from 10-11:30 am (Maximum 5 people per class)

*If you can only do evening, please let me know and I will consider an evening class.

Location: 178 Matthew Boyd Crescent, Newmarket

Cost: 125.00 + HST

2. "Spirit of the Elements" - Healing Circles and Meditation from 7-8 pm

Earth/Grounding and Peace - Monday, September 12th

Fire/Transformation and Magic - Monday, September 19th

Water/Purification and Sacredness- Monday, September 26th

Air/Flow and Change - Monday, October 3rd

Location: Mahalo Naturopathic Centre - 19938 Yonge Street, Holland Landing

Cost: 25.00/class or all 4 for 80.00

I look forward to sharing in healing with you all...

And as always, I continue to offer Homeopathic Consultations and One on One Shamanic Healings for more personalized work. Please contact asha@my-homeopath.com to sign up or for more information.

A. xo

Spiders and Creation

I have a strong affinity and love for the animal spirit realm. In my work, these precious beings come to visit through healings and ceremony to help me facilitate for my clients and groups. Animals, in real and spirit form will often appear to me in my daily life with messages. Lately, I have been blessed with a large amount of Spider Medicine.

Back in June, in one of my healing circles, my mother delivered a message to me where a Grandmother Spider Woman came up to me and starting weaving a web of protection around me. I thought this was pretty cool and placed it in my awareness for things to come.

A couple of weeks later, I was in a healing treatment with a woman and when she placed a blanket on top of me, to my surprise, there was a spider nest with hundreds of baby spider scattering about. Don't get me wrong, I love all animals but this was a bit much. Had I had clothes on under that blanket, I would have run screaming. Yet Spider Medicine had come again and it would be weeks later, through a reading and water ceremony filled with Spider Woman energy, that I would finally start to understand how the essence of creation was speaking to me through this animal.

Grandmother Spider is at the heart of many creation stories. She is the weaver of life. This is how her medicine has come to me. It comes to help us understand how we are weaving our paths. In weaving this path, we must acknowledge the lessons that Creator gifts to us through people, difficult situations and challenges so that we may learn, grow and continue to dream our world into being. A brilliant, crystalline web of creation is spun out of moving through our dark times. It is truly magical.

I have been contemplating the energy of creation lately. This is quite the contrast to the few months in the spring where all I could see and feel was the darkness and dense energy of my physical body. It's amazing how we are masters at transmutation. Things need to die and fall away in order for new, beautiful energy to come in. I've always known this, however, trusting this, in the midst of body pain was challenging.

In reflecting on the energy of creation, I remember a specific time in my life, my very first day of Grade 9. This day was an exciting day. A brand new chapter dressed in a polyester maroon uniform (a colour, I will never, ever, wear again). I don't remember too much about the actual school day, but when I got off the bus (with my kilt 2 inches higher than when I had left that morning), the neighbourhood children came running down the road and yelled to me: "Your dad won the lottery, your dad won the lottery!"

I'll give you a little background on "Lucky Lare" (as my friends like to call him). For as long as I can remember, he would say, "I am going to win the lottery". And of course, we never believed him, because well, unless you are one in a million...this just does not happen. However, when I think back, that same summer, our house had been hit by lightning, which perhaps was a bit of a heads up.

Getting back to the story, I walk into the house and my parents tell me this is true. For the next few weeks, I am called "rich girl" (even though you may wish to be called this, it's actually quite mortifying!) Even years later, at Ricki's (an old bar in Newmarket), people would come up to me and ask me if this really happened to my dad. He was a bit of a legend.

Upon thinking about weaving our stories, I am fascinated at how my father used his creation energy to manifest exactly what he wanted. He matched his desires and intentions with that Quick Pick ticket and voila, he is Mr. Money Bags. My father grew up very poor, telling us stories about how he and his 7 siblings would share 1 wooden toy between them all. He left home very early to create his own life, so I can see how money was very important to him. So important, that he believed, with all of his heart, that he would be lucky enough to win money. And he did. He moved through those dark times and weaved a creation story of abundance.

In speaking with him a couple of weeks ago, I found out that he definitely has a golden horseshoe hanging around, because this creation energy has repeated itself in many ways throughout his life. I took some time to ask him how he does this and he replied to me: "With an open heart". Beautiful. And I believe this to be true. My father is a very open hearted man. Kind, gracious, grateful and charming. I can only hope that I have inherited some of these qualities.

He has not lived in Newmarket in over 20 years and people will still ask me about him and how he is doing. I remember driving around with him as a child and many people would wave to him from the sidewalk, like he was a celebrity. Rumor has it, these days his name in the community is the "Native Bob Barker", so his celebrity status really wasn't such a stretch.

An open heart. Trust and a deep belief. Gratitude. Living in Grace. I observe all of this in my father and while it may not be a lesson in "How to Win the Lottery 101", it is a beautiful way to live.

Today, if somebody called me "rich girl", I would smile and nod in agreement. I am so rich, surrounded by endless abundance and blessings. And so I pray:

Grandmother Spider Woman, I see you, I know you, I hear you in my dreams. I am so grateful for the essence of creation that you continue to bring my way. May I always walk in grace, in love and in service. As I continue to weave the tapestry of my beautiful life, may I always stand in gratitude for the light that shimmers from the dark times and know that you are watching over me, guiding me. Meegwetch.

A. xo

Darkness...

It's been a couple of months since I've last shared and truthfully, it's because I have had quite a few health setbacks. When I started to blog, I made a commitment with myself that I would share as authentically as possible. I am me. Perfectly imperfect and it was time to share it *all*.

For the past 12 years or so, I have been working on being in this body. Many healers have told me that the physical pain is simply a reminder to stay here, on this earth. That Creator needs me here in a physical form and I need to love and accept my body.

Easier said than done. Loving and accepting a body that honestly, feels like it is 90 years old, when you are 33, is no easy feat. Just ask Benjamin Button. Which, as an aside, I've joked to one of my friends may be my actual true story. I've already gone through the joint pain, fatigue and organ issues of old age, so it can only get better from here! Sigh. I digress.

So, anyways, I have this body. And it's Spring 2011 and everyone is speaking in colour, light and bloom. And all I can feel is grey, dark and doom. And I feel sad because while everyone else seems to be transforming, I seem to be stuck in fallow season. Lagging behind, in my 90 year old body.

I know this is all an illusion and divinely planned and perfect and blah, blah, blah. But it sucks. For it always seems to come back to my physical health. And I always seem to be having to cancel plans and look like a big party pooper and frankly, I'm getting sick of it. (I told you that I was going to be honest). The dis "ease" of this season is Shingles and the post neuralgic pain that has decided to stick. I have heard that this pain can be excruciating, but wow. I am now, fully in the know. So, as I look outside at the flowers and sunshine, I am inside, resting, in pain and I am sad, because I feel like I am, most definitely, missing out. (And as any Gemini will tell you, missing out is quite the tragedy!)

A few years ago, I made a commitment to jump into the void. To fully embrace my darkness and heal all of the wounds that I had unconsciously been running from. I am deeply grateful to that teacher for he was a catalyst for much healing in my life. Up until that point, I was the eternal optimist (still am), who engaged in the fairy wishing, angel sprinkling and light and love can heal all attitude. There is nothing wrong with those parts of me and I continue to love them, however, if I am really honest with myself, nothing, for me, got healed by sending love and light. My teacher used to say this and I would get triggered by it, but it's true. What was getting healed here? I had to change something. I had to look deeper. I had to look at my darkness.

Over the past few years, I have unlocked, stirred up and unleashed many of the wounded stories of my being, healing my soul and thereby connecting on a deeper level with my spirit. It has been quite the journey thus far and often times I ask my spirit "Where do we go next"?

Well, I didn't have to look too far because recently, in the midst of half of my body breaking out in ugly, weepy wounds - another layer of my deep darkness began to surface. Old feelings of deep shame and unworthiness began to shake up and out. What amazed me the most was how my body was expressing these feelings of shame through something, on my physical body that I can only describe with adjectives such as gross, horrific and disgusting. My body was brilliantly expressing on a physical level, what I was spiritually and emotionally trying to clear. So, even though, I was feeling postively disgusting, I can see now, that there was beauty in the darkness.

In our Creation stories, all was manifested from the darkness. Darkness was empty, silent and cold. Nothing could be heard or seen, until that first spark of divine Creation energy. There is a beautiful teaching that says that we need darkness to dream. That in the midst of a dark night, spirit can deliver its most divine messages. Darkness *is* beautiful, indeed.

Darkness. Void. Silence. Cold. Emptiness. In the past, my heart would call out for warm and fuzzy, my mind for fairies and unicorns. But now, I see that this distracts me. So again, I go silent.

Darkness. For me. Right now. Is authentic. I am in the void and there is beauty here waiting to be revealed. The truth is here. The message. I have been choosing suffering for years. Suffering in this physical body. It has been a choice. I have created this and it is time for this story to die. I do not deserve this suffering any longer, so whatever has lead me down this path, I now commit to bring forward for healing. Beautiful Condor. Hatun Kuntur (Peruvian), I ask for your help.

And I pray:

Hatun Kuntur, come to me beautiful winged one and guide me into the mountains. Guide me to the sacred space where I can let go of what is rotting and dying inside of me. I am ready. Track the dead energy in my life and help me to release it forever. I am exhausted from this suffering and chose a healed path now. Connect me to the Luminous Ones. I am ready.

And my ancestors come forward. The Medicine Man with his Eagle Feather. The wings of the North and South coming together as one. He says that he has been waiting for this and swoops his feather across my body and says: "It is done. The Lupus is done. This was the last step." And I trust.

And from this moment forward I will honour the teachings of darkness in my life. I dream a new dream into being where I am living a vibrant, full life in this magnificent body that I have chosen.

With love, light and all of my dark,

Meegwetch,

A. xo

Homeopathy. Magic.

Every day in my practice, I think about how magical homeopathy is. I am in continuous awe of this medicine daily in my practice, as conditions and manifestions of ill health and dis*ease* are transformed by this brilliant medicine. I honour my collegues who promote the Science of homeopathy but have to admit, that my love is in the Art of it all.

Twelve years ago, I saw my very first Naturopathic Doctor. I loved Dr. Zimmerman. She is still loved by many in this community even though she has (sadly) moved away. I was suffering with many physical symptoms brought on by the diagnosis of Lupus that had been given to me 4 years earlier. Hair loss, extreme fatigue, joint pain, skin rashes and the list went on.

I remember this one, very special appointment, where she said: "This Homeopathic Remedy is given to you to heal your *shyness as a child*". I remember telling her that as a child, I was extremely sensitive, I could feel everyone's emotions as my own and that it was difficult to not take on the emotions of others. This had followed me into my teenage years, yet I had to suppress my sensitivity to a certain extent to survive in this world.

When she gave me a remedy for this, I was so excited because somewhere inside me, I knew that this shy little girl was crying out to be accepted. To be loved. To be allowed to speak. Her heart was generous, soft and gentle and at times, the world was too harsh to live in. She was crying out to be healed and this was an amazing opportunity....

My love for Homeopathy began.

My passion for Homeopathy, has been alive, ever since.

Over the years, I have seen many Homeopaths and wonderful Naturopathic Doctors who are well versed in Homeopathy and they have helped me along this journey towards wellness.

If you have read my blog over the past year you will see that:

Asha + Physical Body + 2010 = Sucky.

It was my most difficult year yet. The teachings and lessons were huge. And even though it was really hard, I can honestly say that I am just grateful to be able to put my shoes on again ;).

An update: Miraculous things have happened since I last wrote. I can walk. I can dance. I can stand and push myself off a couch, I do not cry out in pain. I am living again and I am *so* grateful for every single second of this glorious life in my body.

And I am immensely grateful for Homeopathy as I feel that it has helped me move through a difficult year with grace and healing. Even though it didn't happen as fast as my ego would have liked (ha ha), my body spoke, and I finally listened to the wisdom of the remedies to rest when I needed to, to take time off. To honour and love myself and to trust that in the midst of all of the pain and the suffering, I have the ability to heal myself.

I believe this with all of my heart.

I had to surrender to the pain. Ask the pain what it was telling me. And listen.

When I listened...it said "Stop."

Stop pushing myself to be perfect. Stop pushing myself to "do well". Stop caring what everyone else thought about me. Stop.

I'm not quite there yet. But I'm working on it ;).

After all, as *many* people have told me over the years, if I continue this way, I will not be here, on this earth to help anyone.

I finally listened. And homeopathy helped me.

I am deeply grateful to this amazing Naturopathic Doctor who I am working with right now. She is a courageous soul and has prescribed exactly what I need.

I have not shared this for the past few months, because I have been afraid to. Afraid that it is all going to disappear. That the suffering will all come back in an instant. My life feels too good to be true at times, a miracle.

So, I'm going with it. I know that I have worked through a lot of my deepest wounds and now, I am going accept the healing. I am going to allow it to flow through me. I deserve it, as does every beautiful being on this planet.

In the midst of my deepest pain, a Medicine Woman told me, "You *are* going to heal yourself from this Lupus. You are healing as we speak."

Yes. Gracious Healer. I know.

A. xo