My Magick Medicine

I was tasked by a mentor to write about my medicine in an exercise. 

I have the capability to see what isn’t seen and hear what hasn’t been said, to heal what hasn’t been healed. The magic to make the scariest moment totally surmountable.

From the moment someone contacts me, if we are a good match the healing energy begins to flow. I don’t even know if I’m ‘supposed’ to manage that or if that is just what is meant to be. It no longer drains me, I manage that, so perhaps this is how I know when we are in sync? This healing can be so powerful -even before commitments are made- that often that is all people need from me.

I create a space of pure self-empowerment. I empower no one. I only remove the layers of density in place that have convinced my clients of their powerlessness; like Michelangelo released David from the Marble.

I support, assist and facilitate. I facilitate opportunities for experiential exploration, assist is looking/interpreting them and support finding one’s own answers. This is the true Medicine Woman way. Not to fix things, but to allow the Self to realize there is no brokenness to fix.

Having a Medicine Woman support you is rather like the difference between using GPS and a map. GPS will tell you exactly how to get there, with (hopefully) no missteps. It tells you exactly how long it will take there and will suggest detours when delays occur. But with GPS you don’t learn how to navigate your own path.

But a Medicine Woman is like a map. She is a tool that presents  ALL the possible routes to get you where you want to go, which route do YOU want to travel? Which one suits you? If you get caught in a relationship/job/mindset, what way do YOU think is best to continue your journey? You learn how to navigate your own path which is a lifelong beneficial skill.

As always….

I love you.

 

~Jade

 

Jade’s work is different and we think you will find it effective and economic. It combines Jade’s knowledge and skills cultivated over three decades of psychiatry, human services, hospice, geriatrics, crystal healing, QiGong, Reiki, and Therapeutic Touch with her natural Spirit given gifts of intuition and being an empath.

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My New Year’s Thoughts

I know this may seem late, being it is the second of January already (damn, now its the third), I am right on time.

I spent the days of my holiday weekend with my beloved who was ill. It was good quality time, even though it wasn’t what either of us planned. We had planned to go to a friend’s party on New Year’s Eve and had to switch out for staying home and not even staying up to see the New Year at midnight. (Good thing the New Year was still there when we woke up!! 🙂 )

So, yesterday I just spent the day with my beloved being in the ‘now’. Whatever that meant in the moment and it was truly delicious.

So, today is the day for reflecting back and setting the course of the new year. It first started with the notion to change my word for the year from ‘Discovery’ to ‘Grace’. Why you ask? Because I realized that ‘Discovery’ has a much bigger stage to play on.

Initially I thought of life like school where we are meant to learn and graduate higher and higher. It suited me for awhile until I outgrew it. Then, I realized that life wasn’t about learning so much as it was about unlearning and remembering the truth. My truth. Ah, yes, remembering fit me so much better.

Until it didn’t.

That’s now…when I realized that I’ve moved from learning, to remembering, to discovering. OH MY SELF what an amazing feeling that brings to say out loud! YES!! It is about discovering. Discovering who I am not and defining who I am!

This led to a mission statement/mantra, for the year, and quite possibly for the rest of my life, ‘Surrender with Grace to the Flow of the Tao’. Man I just love saying that. I feel like I’ve been given the golden key to the city of Life.

Surrender

Surrender has different energy for me now, than it once did. Once upon a time, surrender meant giving up or failure. Now it has Peace woven into it and I understand it to indicate an opportunity to cease swimming against the current. My default will be to Surrender to the experience of the moment, whatever it may be.

With Grace

Grace is a new friend to me. She is what I call my Higher Self, my Bliss, my Connectedness. Grace is the highest version of myself. I say ‘Grace’ and immediately I feel connected to the Love of All That Is. I feel Grace in my energetic body. It is the name of the highest vibration I have experienced thus far. Do anything with Grace and I am on the right path.

To The Flow

Flow is another peaceful old friend. Flow and I have been friends for a few years now, but each year we discover new depths to our relationship. I look forward to the same this year, as I understand Flow to include ebbs, which is very different from lack. Ebb is a necessary ingredient in Flow and is as necessary to Life, as hibernation is to the bear.

Of The Tao

Tao is the way (of Life). It is the energy that flows, that Path, the Knowingness. The Tao is what is. It is the heartbeat of Life and when I am connected to It I cannot err, diverge, digress, delay, miss out, mistake or anything else. When I surrender to the Tao with Grace I will always be exactly where I am meant to be.

And so these are my musings on this (now) third day of January. I need to end it here or it will be the 2nd of February!

What are your thoughts on this 2018???

I love you.

~Jade

 

Jade’s work is different and we think you will find it effective and economic. It combines Jade’s knowledge and skills cultivated over three decades of psychiatry, human services, hospice, geriatrics, crystal healing, QiGong, Reiki, and Therapeutic Touch with her natural Spirit given gifts of intuition and being an empath.
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Thelma And Anna – A Love Story

In meditation I always receive life-changing messages. The more I meditate the more messages I get and the faster my expansion moves along. Tonight was no exception.

Tonight I was reminded that Spirit has given me a lifetime of training as a Medicine Woman.

I could never describe the visuals of my meditation tonight and maybe it isn’t important to you anyway, but I was taken back to the time I was developing and running a designated unit for Alzheimer’s Dementia patients. Specifically, two of my old patients presented themselves tonight.

Thelma and Anna. These were two wheelchair bound women who met in this nursing home, but became fast friends in their later stages of dementia. Up and down the hallway in tandem they would flow down the corridors. They weren’t even roommates, these two, but during the daytime hours they were never separate. They even ate together. When they did become separated for personal care or something they were always calling for each other. To hear the ache in each of their voices as they called their counterparts name.

For whatever reason, Anna called Thelma, Helen, and Thelma called Anna, Annie. They never wavered from these names, despite their ‘forgetting diseases’.

Thelma and Annie were my original Thelma and Louise. I loved having them in my groups and just sitting one on two with them having cups of tea and conversations of a sort.

Then Annie died.

Thelma became the one desperately roaming the hallways calling her friend’s name. It was beyond heartbreaking now, it was spirit breaking.

There is so much illusion in Alzheimer’s and Dementia, but Thelma and Annie found their way through it, just like we can find our way through the illusions of this Earthly life experience. Thelma and Annie were stripped of their egos, their histories and their ‘accomplishments’ by this dreadful disease. All they had left was their higher selves and Love. Perhaps Annie even knew Thelma’s ‘higher’ name was Helen…

Even when separated in death, Thelma continued to expect her friend to be present. She knew to call for her. She didn’t just forget her. Do you GET that? She didn’t forget her friend even though she had a ‘forgetting disease’. It took her a long time to stop calling for Annie. Eventually she did stop, though. I like to think its because she found her again, in the space within.

That’s what I was reminded of in the meditation today. That the things we seek are within. We are never truly separate from one another…not when they move across country or even when they transition to another state like death. We can find whatever we’ve lost in the space within us. Sometimes its hard to do on your own, though which is why the Universe has given me such amazing experiences to draw wisdom from and share with my clients as a modern day Medicine Woman.

Thanks Thelma and Annie.

I love you. So much.

~Jade

Jade’s work is different and we think you will find it effective and economic. It combines Jade’s knowledge and skills cultivated over three decades of psychiatry, human services, hospice, geriatrics, crystal healing, QiGong, Reiki, and Therapeutic Touch with her natural Spirit given gifts of intuition and being an empath.
 
To schedule services please review options here and email Jade here to make arrangements.

Reveal

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The after effects of the Self-Reveal Challenge are continued exploration into peeled back layers that is me.

I discovered that I really like sharing myself, much more than I ever have or ever thought I would. Sharing who you are is a gift to yourself. Keeping all that goodness to yourself is a crime…and know what else? Its suffocating!! Better yet, its keeping your hands tied.

So, here’s to never doing THAT again!! I’m an open book!

I’ve been thinking about ‘reveal’ from all perspectives for the past week. All aspects and sides of it. I even looked up it’s origin and that really took me deeper.

from re- ‘again’ (expressing reversal) + velum ‘veil’

Reversing the veil.

Wow. That is powerful.

Reversing the veil we put up to project a certain image out into the world. The veil of protection that cloaks what we feel is too personal or imperfect to share.

I call bullshit.

I spent nearly a decade walking with the terminally ill in hospice and from that honor I learned SO much.

One of the greatest reveals I ever witnessed was in hospice.

We had gotten a new admission on Friday and according to the nurse this was a patient that we were apt to have for awhile, so I waited until first thing Monday to see her. Upon arrival Monday morning, I found a woman anguished and in discomfort. I called into the office to get the nurse out as soon as possible, but it was going to be awhile.

The woman, let’s call her Nellie, had no possessions in her extended care facility room. No pictures, no belongings of her own. As a hospice Social Worker I travelled with everything I might need, including a CD player and reading materials. I put on specific music and began to read to her from the journal of dying, death and grief poems I’d written.

While the music played, I read poem after poem, pausing long enough after each to allow her Spirit to glean from the words that hung in the air. With each poem her face melted into its angelic form. The anguish that aged Nellie disappeared revealing what lay behind the weathering earthly worry and fear had painted upon her. The veil she’d worn for probably forty years or more. By the end of the last poem Nellie’s breathing had shallowed, her face was angelic and nothing about her was anguish. 

Not long after I finished the last poem she smiled broadly, sat straight up with arms outstretched in front of her and then folded her arms into a hug across her chest, she lay back down and took her last breath.

I cannot paint with words her beauty that had been hidden behind the veil she weaved with strife and suffering.

I suspect she was never so alive as when she put it down in that moment before she transitioned.

Reveal.

Reverse the veil, before its too late.

I love you.

~Jade

P.S. The picture is not Nellie, but all beautiful women need to have their picture shared!

Self-Promotion/Self-Reveal Challenge Summary

Its the first day after the challenge and I know it wasn’t meant to be five and done. I’m meant to continue revealing myself so that others who need me can find me. So, that I’m more comfortable. So this becomes old hat.

Revealing oneself is easier and harder than you think, all at once. The hardest part is right before you do it, just like many things. The decision to do it, to be it (transparent) is the hard part. Once you’ve made the commitment, its actually quite fun. I really enjoyed sharing my success stories. I love sharing what it is I love to do. I liked sharing the ‘Reason’ or ‘my why’ if you will.

I challenge myself to being revealing every day. To write revealing posts. To share my offers when appropriate. To be always 100% me, no holds punched.

Here’s what else I learned. I don’t have to do self-promotion. When I am self-revealing I attract my tribe; friends, clients, business relationships etc.

I like how it feels being exposed, no more secrets. No more withholding information in an effort to be ‘professional’, or ‘healed’ or whatever it was that I was thinking.

Revealing is being Real. Its being authentic and we aren’t being real or authentic when we aren’t being revealing.

The key is that being revealing isn’t self-promoting. Self-promoting comes from a different place than self-revealing. I see that clearly now and that will make all the difference.

I love you.

~Jade

Day 5 Self-Promotion/Self-Reveal Challenge

Broken Egg
An egg does not break, it breaks open.

This is day five of my shameless self-promotion challenge and I find myself a little lost for words today.

My thoughts on the challenge today are about ‘self-reveal’ than anything else, so I’ve been sitting with that today. Just sitting with it.

Deeply.

So, this is going to be more of a journal entry than a story telling post.

I feel something coming up through the depths to rise to the surface. It’s there just out of sight. I can feel it. Something huge. Something about revealing.

About standing on the stage, so to speak, saying “Here I am! I have SO much to offer and I’m worth paying for!”

I can speak to small and large groups without much of a sweat. I can facilitate very powerful retreats for as few as one, and as many as twenty. Why is that so hard for me to talk about then? I know that I had these leftover beliefs of my mother’s that ‘pride goeth before a fall’, that ‘you make yourself last until someone else makes you first’ and ‘vanity is a sin’. That is a lot to overcome, but I’ve recalled that energy. I’ve denounced those beliefs and I feel indifferent towards them now.

So what IS it? Why does talking about myself seem clumsy, disingenuous and awkward?

Perhaps because it is still new. Perhaps its just like blisters on your feet when you wear new shoes. It doesn’t matter if I’m clumsy at it, I just need to do it. To offer my support and promote my services whenever I feel they can be of assist. Without shame. Without feeling judgement for doing it.

What I’ve learned from doing this the past five days is that it feels good, not shameful to share my accomplishments. I am not boastful. My intention is not based from ego. I am proud of my accomplishments and take great pride in assisting where it is productive and appreciated. I love adding my energy to others to push through blocks that have proved challenging.

There is nothing more satisfying to me then hearing a client say ‘I never thought of it like THAT!’ or ‘OMG that makes SO much sense!’ Or to know that after one of our sessions an opportunity presented itself to my client ‘out of the blue’.

Its magic pure and simple.

What I do is magic, but it really is magic everyone can aspire to. KNOWING that makes all the difference.

I love what I do, because I love you, because I love me.

~Jade

Smoke And Mirrors

Illusions…
All of life is a mere collage of illusions. Some more illusionary than others, but all illusion nonetheless.
Life is a lot like a house. On the outside the house may have a certain presentation and you may draw a lot of conclusions from the outside that have actually nothing at all to do with what is on the inside.
From the street you may be able to see inside the house through an open window, but even through this open window what you see is limited. You don’t get the whole picture of the workings of that house and the people in it that make it a home. You have no idea if there is abuse, neglect or unconditional love existing in there. All you know is what you see, but what you see is no where near the full square footage of the house.
Even if you are invited in, you don’t know what is going on in the rooms you don’t see. You also don’t know what goes on in the house when you are not in attendance.
Some people live in houses made all of glass and are super transparent and yet there are still places not visible to general bystanders. Others live in houses built like a fortress without many portals or windows. Still others build a house of smoke and mirrors where everything is twisted and warped to deceive you into believing something else entirely.
Smoke and mirrors.
Even when you seem to witness something you are not witnessing the entire situation. You have no idea what preceded it. You have no idea of anything outside of those exact moments, so to infer a meaning into them is irresponsible.
Life is an illusion. It was created that way on purpose. So that we could have experiences that seem real in a place where nothing really is. The only thing that is real is love and light. No matter what illusion you get involved in, remain in your space of love and light. We are the love and light and to the love and light we will return.
This is where my faith lies.
Some illusions will break you…if you let them; or they can break you open…if you let them.
All things are made whole again.
~Jade
Jade Willow Song is an Intuitive Qi Therapist who works with individuals seeking healing, clarity and guidance on their life path by facilitating transformational experiences. 
Jade serves others with her experience and education in metaphysics, crystal healing, Reiki, Therapeutic Touch, QiGong, guided visualization and meditation. In addition, Jade is an ordained minister with the Universal Life Church.
Jade holds a Bachelor’s in Social Work as well as certifications in Reiki and Therapeutic Touch.

Support Female Personal Developers

I’ve been thinking…(uh oh)….

There is an underlying pattern of misogyny in the genre of personal development. It isn’t intentional, mind you. I’m beginning to theorize it as a result of conditioning. Although ‘touchy feely’, ’emotions’ and ‘naval contemplation’ has been ‘seen’ as a woman’s field just google ‘personal development speakers’, or ‘motivational speakers’, or ‘personal transformational speakers’ images and you’ll find the majority are males.

And these males? They collaborate with males. They might have women on their teams behind the scenes but they partner up with males or they cite other male professionals as resources.

But here is where it really hit my heart… as I observe polls asking for recommendations for self-help gurus, the majority of answers, EVEN FROM WOMEN, are men. This is where the real misogyny is taking place.

Confidence and the presentation of it, is at the heart of this.  What do I mean?

Men take up more space and aren’t ashamed of it.

As I watch some of my favorite online male counterparts I am in awe at how some manage to be charmingly cocky (I do not tend to favor cocky otherwise) to kindly confident. They make no apologies. They don’t seem to cater to anyone and they are bold. BOLD. Not as in daring so much as they speak like they know their shit is TRUE. They take up space without asking permission.

As I watch some of the familiar online female counterparts I see some trying to wear men’s pants figuratively and it feels out of place. It comes off cocky and not authentic. It seems like one trying to play like a man as a woman. Rather than just play like a woman.

I am not anti-male, in any shape or form. And I’m not whining about being a woman….I wouldn’t have it any other way. I see the value in balance, but right now there isn’t any balance. Its odd for me to google recognized professional speakers to find male dominance, but see a preponderance of females in the not-so-recognized online world.

I understand nature, so I don’t see this as something ‘contrived’ by humans. Look at almost any species and you’ll find the male dressed in the brightest, boldest colors, loudest call, most aggressive and most recognized. It’s in their nature. The bolder look imprints upon us, so when we think of a peacock it is the male peacock that immediately comes to mind. Same thing for a lion, a cardinal or a deer. Males natural tendency to be more aggressive makes them more notable and memorable.

So, I’m not blaming the men at all.

I just want to bring awareness that just because a female is not all bold and aggressive does not mean she is not as capable of serving, especially in the personal development arena. We have ‘softer’ ways, like the gentler hues of the female peacock vs the bold colors of her male counterpart.

I want to remind my female counterparts that you don’t need to ‘sell out’ to find success. Don’t try on the bold male colors that aren’t your palette. Titles like ‘badass’, ‘gangster’ and ‘warrior’ feel disingenuous to me.  It seems like a false sort of confidence.

Does that make sense? Does anyone else feel the energy incongruence thing happening here?

Confident women, ARE. When I think of confident women in the personal development field I think of Iyanla VanZant, SARK, Brene` Brown, Marianne Williamson, Maya Angelou…just off the top of my head.

I cannot, by any means state that any woman who uses these terms in disingenuous, I’m saying to me it feels like we women have been sold a load of men’s suits and have been trying to tailor them to suit us, rather than just wearing what suits us authentically.

If you are an authentically bold woman with a more masculine energy, GO FOR IT!! But if you are not, please don’t try to emulate a male’s approach to what you are doing. And please don’t think I’m suggesting you just substitute ‘badass’ with ‘goddess’ either. It’s perfectly ok to just BE, without a popular label.

I just want to remind everyone of the abundance of capable, effective and inspiring female personal developers out there and suggest you recommend them to your friends as readily as you do our male counterparts.

Our society is masculine heavy. We NEED a balance of yin and yang to reach our full potential. We NEED the bold brash yang energy of the male workshops that get you all pumped up and ready to break free of the astral gravity holding your ass in the chair in front of the TV. But we also all NEED the gentle beauty of yin energy in the female workshops to get you to really connect with your life force energy.

*Full disclosure, I confess, this post was written mainly for myself, as a reminder to not see my male counterparts as more successful because they are louder and brighter and seem to have more engagement and to quit trying to tailor suits for my womanly shape.

 

~Jade

Jade Willow Song is an Intuitive Qi Therapist who works with individuals seeking healing, clarity and guidance on their life path by facilitating transformational experiences. 

Jade serves others with her experience and education in metaphysics, crystal healing, Reiki, Therapeutic Touch, QiGong, guided visualization and meditation. In addition, Jade is an ordained minister with the Universal Life Church.

Jade holds a Bachelor’s in Social Work as well as certifications in Reiki and Therapeutic Touch. 

Touchy-Feely Never Killed Anyone

The news of the mass shooting in Las Vegas at the Country Fest struck me deep in my empathic center this morning. It has brought to mind a lot of thoughts and I need to get them out.

As I was growing up I often heard, “you’re too sensitive” and “you’re too emotional”. They meant it like there was something wrong with me, and I should change to be more like them. I had feelings and I talked about those feelings. It was no wonder that my dream then was to become a therapist. I wanted to help others talk about their feelings in a safe environment.

While I stopped talking about my feelings to those people, I did not stop expressing my feelings. I expressed them in poems, in short stories and to others who would listen. But along the way, I can’t tell you how many people I came across who said, ”I don’t believe in that touchy-feely shit.” Or claim “I’m not one for touchy-feely stuff.” Or just plain “I’m not a touchy-feely kind of person.” Or “Should we all just hold hands and sing kumbaya?!”

People think touchy-feely-kumbaya people are weak. But they aren’t the ones who break, are they?

Mass shooters, serial killers and mass murderers aren’t the touchy-feely ones. You never hear of a ‘flower child’ suddenly snapping and using a gun against another. Those who commit violent crimes, especially of mass proportions, are the ones who have gone out of their way to avoid touchy-feely. They are the ones who stopped when someone said they were too sensitive or emotional. They were the ones who had no outlet for the organic touchy-feely parts of us.

And you wonder why they pop?

This is a pressure cooker situation we’ve created, of course there will be mounting explosions…

…unless people start getting touchy-feely.

Lately I had been feeling as if the ‘Life Coach’ genre was becoming a bit over saturated and I pondered whether it is just another fad (yes, in part). I will be the first to tell you that half the life coaches I run across, have no business being “Life Coaches”. I use the umbrella term “Life Coaches”, but it includes many other titles, including Spiritual Advisors. Many of these people are carefully camouflaging themselves with touchy-feely leaves whilst not actually dealing with their own stuff in a healthy manner.

There is another breed out there though. Those people who truly are looking to facilitate transformation for others but doing their own touchy-feely stuff as well. People like Kyle Cease who gets on stage and says “hey can you help me process this?” And goes on to stand naked on the square as he works through an issue with an audience member. Him facing his own shit, was the ONLY way that guy from the audience was able to hear the message that was meant for him. Kyle didn’t PRETEND to work through his shit, he authentically did it.

This new breed does deep down dirty touchy-feely work. Its not life coaching and its not therapy. Mystic Midwifery is what I call it, because it is the birth of your authentic self. The one that got put back into the box little by little with phrases like “you can’t do that, you’ll never succeed” or “you need security” or “you’re not good enough” etc…ad nauseam.

There is a plethora of transformational facilitators who are truly motivated and authentic in their practices to assist others in their journey though the rough parts. They do this by demonstrating on a daily basis how they apply certain practices and philosophies in their own life. They don’t take a template and place it over your life, but instead assist you in making your own template. Its about giving you the tools once to use over and over again. Their goal is not about growing a ‘list.’ It’s about being authentic and real, then spreading that.

The numbers of these “Authenticity Coaches” is growing. I don’t think this is a fad, I think it is needed. I think the world is ready for a change and here are the change-makers! Here are the people ready to hold space for others to relieve the pressure in that pressure cooker. Here are the people ready to say “you are sensitive, here’s how we manage that”, “here are the tools to express your emotions”, people ready to throw touchy-feely life preservers.

We don’t need gun control, we need emotion control. We need cohesion. We need community. We NEED transformation.

As I sat at a bonfire this weekend, it occurred to me that sitting around a campfire was a part of everyday life for our ancestors. It was around the fire that feelings were shared, stories of experiences were shared and bonds were built. It was built in touchy-feely time. Silence was not uncomfortable as everyone gazed into the hypnotic flames of the fire. This was meditation for our many of our Western ancestors.

Then came the radio which provided a more entertaining form of gathering. People gathered around the radio listening to the news and shows, but then talked about it. It wasn’t a diversionary tactic, it was a tool. It was used purposely and then put away.

With the inventions of whole house furnaces, making fireplaces a luxury and TV providing distraction (and becoming addictive), the organic ways our families and communities bonded, decompressed and meditated disappeared. As a result our society is disintegrating. Literally dis-integrating. Even weekend bonfire are an excuse to party, not to be bond and connect. With of course the exception of certain religious sects where it fire has retained it’s sacred purpose. And again, it is not those people who end up in the headlines as murderers.

Its time to get back to touchy-feely.

Its time to embrace the transformation movement, because if EVER we needed a transformation it is NOW. I don’t want to see how far things can get. I don’t want to the worst humans can do to one another. I’ve seen enough.

I’ll close with this, only because I didn’t know where else to put it. I’ve heard so many people make statements around how they were raised ‘tough’ or how they avoid expressing emotion and then they end that statement with “…and I turned out just fine.”

It never ever fails. My only thought in response to that is, “did ya, though?”

I love you.

~Jade

If you are looking for a L(i)fe Force Energy Healing Session please email me at jadewillowsong@gmail.com. I work with all budgets so please do not let temporary financial resource blockages stop you from taking this step.

Online Transformational Retreat In Progress

Brave memeAs an option for those who cannot make the Healing Rite of Passage Me-treat Workshop due to distance, finances or scheduling I am considering creating a different container to hold space for similar transforming/healing online.

Of course it would be vastly different as the face to face experience is filled with face to face stuff, like energy work with partners, real time releasing and vocalizing of emotions and situations, real time introspective exercises with small groups/partners, meditation time, real time visualizations, communication exercises and relationship building.

I have been asked if I considered doing an online version of the Me-treat Workshop instead. The answer is no, because I see the need now for real skin to skin contact in our world, however there’s nothing saying I can’t do something else and make it work for the online world.

If you would be interested in learning more about this as it is created and want to be kept in the loop (perhaps even part of the creation process) then email me at jadewillowsong@gmail.com.

As a thank you I’ll send you the script for my newest visualization (from the Healing Rite of Passage) to heal the blockages of ‘not letting go, not being able to ask for help and not feeling good enough’.

~Jade