Few years back, after a tough personal trial, I was left broken… emotionally and physically broken… I woke up one morning with a cloud on my right eye that would not lift. I could barely feel my right leg and moving my right arm felt like swimming in molasses.
I embarked on my personal healing journey. It took drastic changes in my diet and lifestyle to be able to lift the cloud and move my leg and arm again. It took tremendous time and efforts, but most importantly, it took changing of a thinking pattern I was conditioned on since my early childhood years… A pattern of “I’m not good enough”… “I am not worthy”… “I need to keep giving and giving, accepting what I hate and denying what I need in order for me to gain people love and approval”
 
Changing the diet to a highly restrictive one wasn’t an easy task, yet changing the thought and belief patterns was even harder… way harder…
It took me a whole year of relentless work… working on my thoughts, my actions and my feelings… when you embark on such a journey you never know where it’s going to lead you… Sometimes the improvement is so slow, you think nothing is changing… little that we know most of the change is taking place below the surface…
 
I am a mixed media artist and art quilter… I specialize in a special form of art that entails drawing with the sewing machine in a free motion intuitive stitching. This needs tremendous leg and hand control and coordination… After my ‘perfect storm’, I could no longer do that… My leg was too weak to control the sewing patterns.
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​On the outside, people saw me back on my feet, working, running and rushing. But, behind the perfect façade, I was putting a relentless effort to hide that limp, I was crying over a lost hobby, a lost passion and a lost strength…
I shifted to acrylic painting… no sewing required. It worked well, people admired my painting, they were exhibited in shows and galleries, but again, behind the perfect façade, only I knew that those weren’t mine… This wasn’t my art, my choice, my work or my passion…
I kept going any way… working on my diet, my supplements, my lifestyle, my choices, my mission and my career… and above all, working on my thinking pattern… Shedding the helplessness, martyrdom and worthless mentality… generating joy and honouring the struggle as my favourite mentor Brendon Bruchard says.
 
You need to keep going until this becomes your life, until you forget about your pain and your wounds and you only remember the Big Picture, the big meaning… Until you find yourself effortlessly smiling again, laughing again and engaging in life again and again…

And, one day, I took my sewing machine out and gave it another try… It worked! My leg wasn’t protesting any longer… It was moving forward along with my life!
 
My clients keep asking me: “will I be able to walk normally again?”; “Will I ever be pain-free? Headache-free?”; “Will I ever get my vitality back? My strength? My life back?”
The truth is, I don’t know… No one can give you guarantees… But what I can guarantee is putting you on the right track; empowering you with the knowledge, science and information; motivating you to keep going and supporting you all the way until you reach your goal…

True healing comes from the One & Only Healer… from God. Our role is seeking all the worldly means: eating the right food, taking the right supplements, managing stresses, changing perception, making better choices… doing all the work while praying for guidance. Divine guidance is our ultimate goal… guidance to the Right Path, to the right intention, to the right decision… guidance to be the best version of ourselves that we can possibly be… guidance to finding our true life meaning, purpose and calling and embarking on a quest to fulfil it… Only then, healing is achieved.

When I was a young girl, my art teacher never liked my drawings. They weren’t very ‘artistic’, she used to say. I always tried to conform to the rules: color within the lines, watch myperspectives, follow design ‘rules’… No wonder I never felt artistic enough. I never gave the chance for my deep feelings to be expressed, explored or released on papper.

It was only when I decided to draw for ‘myself’, not for pleasing anyone else that I started to feel free. Only then, I gave room for my true creative self. ART for me is my therapeutic tool that heals life stresses, worries, woes, aches and pains. Art therapists teach that the word ART stands for: Access, Release, & Transform. And, this is exactly what it does for me. Colors, shapes, pictures, symbols, chosen ephemera, collaged bits and pieces, fabric scraps, and charms… all have meaning, a deep meaning hidden in every selection, in every choice you make, in every decision that alters the shape of your canvas as it alters the shape of your life. These selections are your mean to access your heart feelings, your insights, ideas, and creative thoughts, as well as your hidden hopes and fears. Your canvas, or any other medium you choose to express your art on, is your way of releasing. Releasing negative thoughts and beliefs, releasing erroneous perceptions and hurtful feelings that no longer serve you at this point of your journey. And, as your piece of art develops, as it takes shape and form, you gently, yet powerfully, start the transformation journey. You experience your anger melting into acceptance and forgiveness; your frustration converted into peace and wisdoms; your challenges transmuted into lessons and tools for growth; your pains shaped into a mold of satisfaction and insights… With my art, I heal my heart.

Surprisingly, now that I no longer wait for others appreciations and acceptance, I receive loads of that. Many friends try to convince me to take a professional step in art practice, sell my paintings or accept orders. I diligently refuse. “It will just take the magic out of it” I reply. It will force me back to look outside for acceptance rather than looking inside for answers. I choose to keep my ART as my heart healing ally.

Try it for your self
Have a wonderful week
With Health & Healing