Between Mother and Child

I see a cane basket with a white blanket within it. Laying in this cane basket is a chubby little pink-skinned baby. She is fair, not much hair but what is there is light coloured. She is outside under trees. Palm trees. The basket rests on a grassy area, from which you can see the ocean 100 metres away.

The sun is out today but here under trees it produces a gentle warmth, and there is a soft breeze blowing. Waves are crashing onto the sand in a regular rhythm. The occasional seagull squawks as it passes.

I see billowing white fabric and a woman appears in the scene who has a flowing white dress on and at least one silver bracelet on her left arm. It is plain but has detailing like loops in the bracelet.

I see her arms reaching out and she picks up this baby. I’ve no doubt she is the mother, I see that there is a mother-child bond between them. I know that they have chosen each other. The baby is content and is happy to be held and they are both bright, light and enthusiastic about each others company. The mother has a big smile on her face.

She carries her baby over to a blue and white hammock suspended between two palm trees. Carefully she sits down on the hammock and then lays down with her baby in her arms. The hammock swings slowly in the gentle breeze and after awhile, the baby falls asleep. Her breathing heavy and her body relaxed in her mothers arms.

While the baby is sleeping the mother soaks in the beauty of this little being and marvels at her plump lips and her smooth skin and the curve of her eyelashes. The breeze moves the thin hairs on her head a little. For this woman, nothing else matters at this moment and time seems to stand still. Her heart is so full with love for this little being.

With a deep breath, she closes her own eyes and soon they are asleep together, hearts in sync, swaying in the breeze, nothing else mattering.

A Walk Along The Beach

This was created with de-stressing and grounding in mind. I hope it helps you if you’re needing it. 🙂


 I am standing on the top of a sand dune looking out to sea. It is overcast and I wonder if it might rain soon. The afternoon sun isn’t revealing herself from behind the clouds. I wrap a woollen blanket around me tighter. The wind is cold and on my face it stings a little.

The ocean seems rough, the waves are crashing down angrily onto the sand. The sound it makes is annoying me. A persistent nagging reminder of how things move forward on and on, regardless of anything.

I walk down the dune to be closer to the water. I can taste the salt in the air. The blanket is so comforting around my shoulders and I pull it closer around my neck. It feels like a warm hug. As I’m getting closer to the water the sand gets heavier and wetter around my bare feet. I am as close to the water as I want to go now and stand watching my feet as they start to slowly sink and shift in the wet sand.

A wave comes up and crashes, leaving a foamy aftermath which slides up the beach and tickles the tips of my toes. I am surprised by how nice the water feels. It’s not cold at all. I can’t help but laugh.

It happens again and I am softened and warmed by this cheeky act performed by something greater than I. I want to play a game with this foam and try and sneak my toes away at the last minute. But the sand is too dense and my toes get wet and again I laugh and a grin is now firmly on my face. The woollen blanket is looser around my shoulders now, I feel warmer having danced this little dance with the ocean foam. I flick some water up with my big toe towards the ocean as if to taunt it.

Out of the corner of my eye I see a shell which is higher up the water line and on drier sand and a little further up the beach. I walk towards it to have a closer look. It is a pearly pink and white coloured conical shell. I am crouched over it and behind me it seems the clouds have moved out of the way because the shell’s surface catches the sun and it sparkles in the light. I decide to pick it up. The sand around it sticks to my hands. It is in the palm of my left hand, sitting still and sparkling. I want to laugh at myself for being so child-like about this. It’s JUST a shell. The bubbles of a laugh are tickling my throat from the inside.

Suddenly the shell tilts and I feel something move on my palm. I gasp and in my surprise I drop the shell to the ground. Feeling apologetic to the shell and whatever is inside it, I instantly crouch down to look at where it lay.

The shell lifts and from underneath it a tiny mouse figure appears. He is standing upright and is wearing a vest and pants. I am so surprised by this that I laugh out loud. Having moved out from under the shell completely, this mouse is now standing, hands on hips, looking at me, frowning. He looks really annoyed.

I put one hand over my mouth to try and stop my laughter. Once I’m slightly more composed I clear my throat and say “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you”.

The mouse nods sharply, acknowledging sternly that he was in fact disturbed, no doubt. He turns his back on me, goes back under and inside the shell, and just like that he is gone.

I laugh to myself, shake my head in disbelief and after a moment of wondering whether to disturb the mouse again or not, I turn on my heel and continue on down the beach a smile on my face.

Agony by the Ocean

Last month I was curious about my lower back pain and whether there was anything energetic or emotional there to give attention to.

I asked “If this lower back pain was a place in time and space where would it be?”. I instantly saw the aspect of myself doubled over in pain, on a rock platform by a rough ocean. The platform was hard, solid, wet, uncomfortable. It felt very windy and cold, and the ocean seemed unwelcoming and rough and intimidating. The aspect was in agony and crying in pain.


I used several rounds of EFT here (I wish I could remember what for but I didn’t write it down) and the aspect recovered from the pain and was no longer overwhelmed with it. She had also found a thick blanket and wrapped herself in it. She was feeling far more comfortable. The wind had died down also. The waves were still crashing but it wasn’t an angry surf.

The aspect also found a necklace with a triangle symbol on it which she knew intuitively would help her heart to be open. She put it on and it radiated with gold light from the necklace but also from her heart area. A friend presented in this habitat also and she had the same necklace on. (I felt it was important for her too and shared this information with her in ‘The Hard’.  I later discovered that it was the Aspect symbol that I saw – part of the Genius Symbols by Silvia Hartmann. I took the presence of this symbol to look at the various aspects/facets of the issue – so literally, all the parts contributing to my lower back pain.)

I noticed that I was looking at her necklace and feeling as though it was better than mine or there was something not good enough with mine even though they were identical. I tapped for this.

It was after that that I noticed there were dolphins in the ocean. The aspect shedded the blanket and stripped off and went for a swim. At this time the sun was shining, warm yet not burning hot, and the wind was still and the water so beautifully clear. We swam with the dolphins until they swam off and then had fun looking for shells and gold coins and things on the sandy ocean floor.

On the left of me there was a shark that had me concerned. I wasn’t sure whether it was interested in making a meal of me but I also felt strongly protected by my symbol necklace and recognised that it kept its distance.

I ended up soaking up the sun and watching the waves crash and listening to the noises of the ocean. It was very relaxing and the aspect was very happy.

I hope this gave my back some space to be able to sort itself out. I’ve since also seen my chiropractor and taken myself swimming at the local pool. I do intend to look at other aspects that might be contributing to my lower back being sore fairly regularly, such as my delightful slouchy posture. 😉

Why Can’t I Fall Asleep?

That’s what I asked myself last night. It was late and I should have been asleep ages ago but I’d been awake doing my own thing, writing for this blog actually.

So as well as being annoyed that I couldn’t now just fall asleep, I wondered why I was awake until far too late MOST nights. To my own detriment when I would find it hard to get up and go the next morning and also feel tired through the day at various times. I like being a night owl and get my creative self expressing best at that time of night, but there has to be a point where I say “enough is enough” and make some reasonable boundaries for myself.

So as I was trying to fall asleep I decided I would create an energy habitat for some insight as to this bad habit.

I asked the question of myself: Show me something that will help me to understand why I can’t fall asleep right now.

Immediately I saw myself in my mind’s eye – in a powerful speed boat! Going very fast. I was the driver. I can’t say I’ve ever driven a speed boat before but it was exhilarating. Wind blowing in my face and my hair blowing behind me. Sea spray. Sea smells. I was going really fast. Not sure where we were headed and I started to feel concerned about the speed I was going as I could crash if I wasn’t careful.

So I thought “I could just slow down”. And I did. The boat slowed down, it was still moving but much slower now and the version of me in the boat seemed more relaxed. I did too.

And the aspect of me in the boat decided to slow down even more, coming to a complete stop.

This was a great feeling and a big “Duh” moment as to why I wasn’t instantly falling asleep at the drop of a hat. Pretty obvious hey? I had been going full speed up until that point and then expected to put the brakes on. Very unrealistic.

So to get myself falling asleep earlier I’ll be needing to make sure to shift myself down a gear leading up to when I want to fall asleep – or maybe switch to a row boat..? 🙂

ps. I fell asleep straight after this too.