Secret Garden Healing Arts

This is my peace, as busy as it is, as still as it may be, sometimes over crowded, ever changing, always work, never ending, always expanding, where abundance and lack meet face to face, ever growing, ever dying, evolving, but always, always thriving, and supporting together .

I am grateful for this life of love and abundance 🙏🏻💗

I’ve caught myself revisiting my teen age self a lot lately. No one could tell her what to do or who to be. And though she tried on many different shapes and sizes, conformity was never the right fit.

I’m not sure where that all changed?
And when it became so fitted, where she/I felt the need to fit into a world that she didn’t fit into?

The thought of being here on this page is just that “fitting in” and others voices floating around in my head saying: “you are so gifted, you should do this!” Or “you should do that!”
“You’re good enough, you could totally earn a living doing this!”

Following, conforming, being the “good girl,” doing what others thought was right for me (?)…

…what was never for me.

And though it’s all loves and passions of mine, I love reading for myself, for others…..sharing Reiki, healing, growing, my art etc. All that I have learned, experienced,I hold deeply in my heart.
But for me the most me thing, the spiritual thing I can do in this moment, is live….love my most authentic life, and it doesn’t involve playing around on the internet, and it’s never doing the “side business hustle.” I never wanted this to be my life, or my thing. It’s also never been a ambition of mine to be popular.

That’s garbage to me.

It makes it all…everything, a chore, and I don’t want it to be/live that way.

Fluid, flowing, natural, are what come to me when I picture my life worth living.

Don’t need your money, what is money anyways? a way to control people, a way to divide…
And I don’t want it, or any part of that.

(Though things would be easier with it I won’t lie, but to be perfectly honest I don’t have much to my own name, and I am happier for it. I’ve always believed: “Things are just things, and money is one of them.” You really can’t take them with you)

But the thing is life isn’t meant to be easy, it’s not meant float by comfortably. It’s supposed to be hard and often painful, we’re built to endure so much . To fight, to struggle, get stuck, take the wrong turn, get lost, learn, over come and continue on moving forward, where ever that forward may be…
Humans were built to climb mountains, we were built to live. And….

Here I climb again and again.
And after what feels like years living as a stone in a rock tumbler, turning at a million miles an hour, I have arrived, emerged, smother, softer to the touch, and knowing far more now, then I did back then.

I have no idea where I am going.
But one thing is for certain I am always here for whoever, no matter how active, or inactive I may be here online.

It’s not what you see on the surface that counts, it’s what you see when you dig deeper.

Jenna Anweiler

“Her and I, we are one in the same.”
-Jenna Anweiler

When did I allow myself to start falling through the cracks?
To be left,
Here,
forgotten?

When did my voice,
Once So vital,
So full of life,
Start loosing all it’s meaning,
feel so lifeless?

When did it happen?

What was the point,
Where,
was the place?

How did I allow myself to feel so empty?
Caving in to all the pressure,
The gravity,
so heavy.

When did I start sinking so deep?

That moment,
when did it happen?
How did I miss it?

When did I allow myself to accept,
such false narratives?
When did I loose,
my relation,
to myself?
How did I ever allow myself,
to get so lost?

How did I ever step so badly,
off my path?
I carefully,
lovingly,
created?

Though I can never go back,
From where I once came….

I can climb,
Up through those cracks.
I can rise up,
Stronger,
Wiser.

Allowing all,
what feels right in my body,
What feels good,
What is nourishing,
feed my soul,
To be my compass.

-Jenna Anweiler

I thought I was ready,
I thought I could come back, and be as invested as I once was.
But I am not.
I still have a lot more healing to do,
for myself.
And you know,
For the first time,
I’m really ok with that.
I’m at peace with it.
I need to invest more into myself,
In ways that are meaningful,
Ways that are healing.
Thoughtful.
Provoking.
Nourishing……
to me.

This just isn’t the space.
For me.
It Doesn’t feel authentic.
Just Doesn’t feel like me.
Feels constricted.
Feels over it.

Let me be honest,
I am not,
And cannot,
be consistent here.
It restricts my flow.
Effects my state of being.

But where I will be,
And I promised myself this,
constantly following my heart,
speaking MY,
Honest.
Deepest.
Truths.

stick around,
Don’t follow me,
Or,
Walk beside me,

Let the journey be,
The destination.
Always.

-Jenna Anweiler

Art prints now available, directly from me, or check them out at Phoenix Rising Metaphysical Emporium in langley. 💚✨

Day by day,
I was slowly,
gently,
breathing life,
back into my life.
The most beautiful experience,
I have ever experienced.
Also,
The most painful.
My chest,
My ribs,
cracking open.
Exposing my heart.
Ripping her wide open.
Heart breakingly,
Painful,
beautiful.
As the flood gates opened
I released it all,
To become full again.

Love, this is a moment of rapid momentum, a moment of transformation, a moment of awakening. It’s a moment of becoming….you are pealing away the old, what’s dead and no longer useful, you are shedding your skin.
Celebrate, for you are here, and you are very much alive! Embodying your true essence. Loving the long….full….. J. O. U. R. N. E. Y. that has brought you here, embracing all that you are, releasing… shedding, all that you were not.
Love, Bring all that love and awareness into your full being/knowing, and flow all that love out into the world around you. Spread it, share it…. Love is contagious.

Baby sacred Buffalo sage, also known as white sage.

Last year I sowed my seeds directly into the garden….. A mistake I won’t make again. I had sowed so many seeds and only 3 of many germinated. Shortly after showing small growth, my ever so helpful husband missed their identification tag, and “weeded them” out of the garden. This year, I have started this beautiful sacred medicine indoors.

All of medicines I use within my personal practice, and medicines I make must be from a sustainable and responsible source, or grown in my own garden. If not, I won’t use them. This is why I do not use the sacred medicine Palo Santo.

When it comes to the sage, cedar etc that I harvest for sacred smoke, cleansing, medicines etc; I either use it for myself, or it becomes a gift, I share with others. I do not profit from a medicine that is not mine to profit from in anyway.

Todays journey.

Feeling a bit distracted today, possibly a bit overwhelmed, but it still felt important to me, to pull a card today….It’s not tarot this Tuesday, but I am grateful for the message in this card. May this be received by all who need to hear this.

Bless you.

I’m excited to share this new offering with you!

Sacred Black Salt.
A must have staple for the alter. Whatever your own personal practice may be, Sacred Black Salt has many uses. Ie: spells, rituals, ceremony, cleansing, protection, boundaries, letting go, purification, keeping evil away, banishing negativity, malevolent influences, uncrossing, and so much more.

Ingredients: Sea salt, Himalayan salt, ash and charcoal from Sacred fire, Sacred tobacco/Cedar/Sage ash. *(To keep my recipe safe guarded, not all ingredients are included)
Hand crafted, hand ground, made in prayer.

28 grams in glass bottle 4.00$ Canadian
Local pick up Rosedale, and Canadian shipping via Canada post for +3.00$

Larger orders and quantities available upon request.

I have been personally using and perfecting this recipe of Sacred Black Salt over the past few years, this is some powerful stuff, and only a tiny bit does the trick.

Did you know aside from reading tarot, I actually have many different offerings?
TFT, EFT, reiki, meditation, healing journeys ,journey art, ceremony, home and house clearing, land clearing, healings , prayers and more. Dm for more info.

Love, let your feelings out. share them with the world. Feelings aren’t meant to be kept bottled up. They aren’t meant to have you brooding, they are also also not meant to be lost and forgotten.
Feelings are here to experience. For you to feel alive on all spectrums. To share, to enjoy, to make you ponder, then finally they are to let go of, to empty out; so you can fill back up again, and continue to feel more on different, and deeper levels. Keeping the negative in will only cause discomfort, and dis-ease…. Numbness..you cannot hold them as material.
There will always be others with similar experiences and feelings, there is no need to feel so alone, you are never alone Love. Allow the negative feelings to wash away with the waves, and the positive feelings to feed your dreams, and spread your light out into the world, and in those you love.

🌈 💗

By iamdulperea

Life’s a journey, not a destination…

By theguidedword

Love, let it all go, all those pieces you are holding on to that are no longer serving you. There is no need to carry them any more, there is no need to fear, that this is the end, you must go on without them. It’s just that time.
Trust that you have everything you need to move forward, the tools, the experience, the wisdom…….Mourn the end of this phase if you wish, but as you take that next stop forward, celebrate the birth of this new beginning, full of infinite potential.
With any change, or new beginning, there can bring a sense of fear. Deep breath Love, change is needed. Just as Mother Earth has her seasons, so do you.
Release what is already loosing energy within your life. Breathe life into the spaces that are starting to grow, and gaining momentum. Know you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be, everything is as it should be. Trust, a surrender to your season.
Bless you.

This may be my one of my favorites. It was written during the darkest period of my life. 💜



📸 Yanire

New Moon Thoughts.

Today I am reminded of the fleeting, ephemeral quality of life. That we are in an endless 'state' of change. Ebb and flow, Root and Flower, Life and Death and Life again. As above and so below. I feel this in the marrow of my being.

We may never truly know another's story, perceiving everything through our own lens of life, and although that life contains much suffering, I still feel it is important to try. Try to understand, try to suspend disbelief, to truly care.. I'd rather be kind and compassionate to the 'wrong' people than be unkind, uncaring to the 'right' people (as if there is a 'right' and 'wrong' kind of person...that is beyond my ability to discern).

The new moon reminds me that this is (yet another) perfect time to set my course in the weeks ahead with my true intentions. To embrace what I want to see fulfilled within me, to wax into being a better version of myself. I say 'yet another', since every moment we exist is that perfect moment. It is always now.

Tonight I will sit at my ritual bonfire, carved out from the winter's snow, and burn some of the saved stems and branches from last year's harvest...Sages, Mints, Artemesias, Yarrow, Poplar, Spruce & Pine. The sacred smoke will curl upwards into the darkening sky, with only the stars to guide it. As I gaze into the fire, I will take a moment to send joy to all those celebrating, prayers to those who are grieving and hurting, peace to those who are not at peace, and empathy for those who feel alone and abandoned. With love and compassion to all. Blessed Be.