Ode to the Stretch Mark

By Natasha Botkin 

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Recently, I was having a conversation with a friend,  “How did you do this alone, how were you a mom to not one, but two autistic boys, all on your own?  I honor you.”

I have always felt blessed that the divine choose me to be their mom.  Through the good, the bad and the ugly times; raising two autistic boys on my own was not easy: there were many moments of tears, a mama grizzly bear ready to swipe anyone who would harm her cubs.  Then there is the laughter, the joy of raising, guiding, seeing their shining moments.

My unproud moment was the affects, and I offer a sincere apology to all women.  I am sorry that I have pointed, mawked, and been down right ashamed of my stretch marks, my beloved honoring me, saying , “You would be gorgeous in a bikini.” My response, “Oh yuck, with these?  Yeah, no!”

Today, something stopped me in my tracks, I was looking and sighing at “them.”  Then, I read somewhere: “There are some women who wish that they had stretch marks, and have not been given that oppotunity….”

I am truly sorry to the divine, to my beautiful self and to all women.  No matter how you became a mother, that does not matter, you are a mom and that is the most important aspect.  However, with that said, as a tribute to all women, I will wear these stretch marks with pride and honor for all women, moms.

My request, is that you too, join in and honor all women and shine your stretch marks as the beauty that you truly are!!

white rosebud with pink tipsMuch Love, Much Light and Magical Blessings, 

                                            Natasha 

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Facebook/Falsebook: Which Book, Which Story?

by Natasha Botkin

Angel with heart rose

I’ve recently read posts, blogs and such from others crying out for help from Facebook:  their cries are all about the depression and anxiety that Facebook has created for them.

Falsebook, Facebook……stories, they are stories of one’s life.  As another scrolls down this can lead to anxiety, panic attacks and depression.  Look at this person all happy, why can’t I get it together.  Look at the success of this individual, why can’t I be successful.

Let’s look from another perspective.  The one word that resonates is book….these are one’s story and not all stories are of truth; some spin big tales.  As a master intuitive and behavioral specialist, I often sit in observation mode smiling at the placating falseness and mistruth that one can often produce. Now this is not to say that all are; but they do exist more than others may realize.

Let me share a dear story: Years ago, I had one of the most intense story telling students.  She could spin quite the tale!!  After several meetings with her Grandmother, I looked at Grandma and said, “She will become the most incredible author.” Grandma amused, but not understanding, I then say, “She tells the greatest stories-now to filter out which is truth and which is fantasy is what a master teacher must muster.”  This Grandmother who was usually quite challenging – laughed, so hard tears puddled from her eyes.  This was not the first meeting, nor probably the last about the storytelling concern of her granddaughter; this brought forth a calmer, more peaceful manner to help her granddaughter write, and the last time I saw this young lady; she showed me her writing portfolio; awww, the stories that she created were purely fantasy, but a less harmful fantasy, as these are stories to entertain.

What does this have to do with Facebook, stories and feeling less than thereof.  Well, first if one does not have depression nor anxiety, then it is difficult to truly walk that walk.  However, those who do, do not fret dear ones as this is a book and in a book there are many chapters, characters and such.  Some characters you will love, some you will not and some of the things that is said and done, well it can make ya blush.

Ways to help to release an anxious moment or when it feels to big:

#1 Meditation:  If you find yourself overwhelmed and wanting to scream as you scroll.  Close your eyes, place your left hand on your heart and your right hand just above your navel.  Take a deep breath into the count of three (3).  Hold for three counts (3).  Exhale and as you breathe out place your fretful thought into a pink bubble and blow this away for three (counts).  On the last count pop it.  It is no more.  pink bubble

#2 No worries- Oh yes there are worries, it is still there:  It is not, it is a memory, a pattern, a block from the ego (Edging God Out) and this is not tru.  Repeat, this time stand up to your ego and say, “I fear you no more, I release that which does not serve; dear god I surrender the beastly to thee.”  Repeat the breathing moment for a total of 3 times.  Stupendously Be. 

In the end, what does this mean.  Never ever give up on you. Create your own story and enjoy your chapter, the good, the bad, the ugly.  In fact, look at it from another view, what story can you create.  This does not have to be negative, or one story, it can be many, fun, fantasy, everlasting, loving what your heart desires.  This is about your truth, your heart, your love to you.  You are a magnificent light being!!


Unblocking to Love Series: 

Yes, the Magical Blessing Healing Center offers readings, clearings; there is also a fun, creative side as well.  Wisdom pours forth from one’s heart in the most dearest of manners: creative play, writing and art form.

For example, the  Color My Soul course is about soul intuitive drawing.  This is drawing from the soul; but not in the traditional manner; we will learn how to work with chakra colors and spirit colors to create a soul drawing direct from your heart and soul.

This is a prerequisite for the Words of Wisdom course: Words are powerful! With this course let’s open you up by bringing forth the words that your heart and soul wish you to know.

Then there is also Write for Your Soul courseWe will combine the previous courses Color My Soul and Words of Wisdom to go even deeper, writing from your soul and see all amazing possibilities shine through.

And this is just the beginning to opening the portal……  Magical Blessings Healing Center Portal – Opening the Portal to your tru heart.

Click on the link, and this will take you directly to the Creative Discovery of Heart page at Magical Blessing Healings Center  .

Much Love, Much Light and Magical Blessings, 

Natasha 

 

Kindness Matters

by Natasha Botkin 

Glowing cloud heart

It all started as a beautifully sunny trip to the Farmer’s Market.  A gentleman rushing to me, “You are so beautiful, gorgeous in fact, I just had to tell you.”  I reply with a genuinely kind, “Thank you very much.” 

What happened next was gross, and I just do not understand the whys.  The light rail driver says, “You’re impressed by the homeless man, you must be desperate.”  

I am a kind person, who yields a kind heart.  This was not okay!  I respond with a polite, “That beautiful angel just made my day. I am gratefully blessed.” 

So in lieu of the beautiful angel, who knew my heart needed a pick me up.  I thank you!  

Much Love, Much Light and Magical Blessings,

Natasha

Begin Anew

by Natasha Botkin 

Generally my heart’s energy purrs like a well-oiled motor, and then when it turns into a massive generator, I really perk up.  One thing that resonates with me through divine channels is “that was then and this is now; wipe the slate clean.” -Amel  

This began days before my latest moments with my BeLoved Twinflame.  A beautiful moment of pure joy and love, both of us leaving behind the old.  Leaving behind the old to begin anew.  One point me making a statement, and he cleverly saying “tsk, tsk, ‘that was then and this is now,’” in a quite playful manner.

Did this appear for him, for me, for we, for us?  Begin anew.  The definition to anew isNatasha (Princess) and Roy (Knight) to begin in a new, positive way.  All of this just days before the Black Super New Moon.  As my BeLoved made this statement, my heart generator began to hum, me placing my hand near my heart and shining my love and light to him.  “Wipe the slate clean, begin anew, love anew dear Tru, for I will always love you.” -Amel

No matter the what, may you be able to wipe the slate clean.  May you be able to begin anew.

Over and over this has resonated through me.  It is not only our love that is anew; other ways of thinking, being are anew.  The message that Amel brings forth is, “Dear ones wipe your slate clean, listen to your heart and dance like no one is watching. Your dance may be individual or with a partner, all in all may your heart fill anew with love.  Dance, sing, love.”-Amel 

Much Love and Light

Magical Blessings, Natasha

The Past of One’s Mistakes Can Herald Through the Times….Release dear one

By Natasha Botkin

Natasha (Princess) and Roy (Knight)Recently, I was discussing with another how my past lives keep showing up.  Sometimes one at a time, sometimes many all at once.  One thing is for sure, the divine has me on overdrive and there are days where keeping up with human experiences are beyond overwhelming.

A week ago, I was underneath not one, but two different sinks to clear blocked drains.  As I am attempting to put the pipes back together a sob commences and the feeling of get ready shines through.  Oh no, water means deep emotions and how deep is this going to go.  It is not like we are ever given a definitive releasing map. It is, just the know that something is going to happen, and the happening will arise as needed.

How deep did this go.  Centuries back, back to when all of the troubles began for me and my twin flame. One thing happened which led my BeLoved to not act like himself and this led me to not act like myself.  I cannot say why I did not confess my sins (not really a sin–rather a massive mistake).  Instead, I have been trying correct this mistake over and over. My loving heart, shamed, how could I have allowed this to happen: I am of love.  It is almost like the movie “Groundhog Day,” except instead of reliving one particular moment.  Mine catapulted into lifetime after lifetime, trying so hard to hide this enormous mistake from my BeLoved, maybe this time, I can correct it, and thus, only to be heralded to untimely death after death.

Now, when I mention how deep–Oh it was deeper than the depths of most oceans.  Funny part about all of this, because I have to allocate the humor to something so large, is that my BeLoved in this lifetime loves to scuba dive.  One thing he taught me was no matter how intense the storm is at or near the surface, if you go down x amount of feet; yep, I have forgotten the exact amount, and yes he is spiritually smiling, as how am I ever going to learn to scuba dive, if I cannot recall the depth meters. The water will be calm X amount of feet down.

So when for the fourth time in a week, 2 clogged pipes, a clogged garbage disposal and a flooded basement. I decided it was time to give my BeLoved’s idea a whirl.  You see, my body reacted to all of this in a way that no longer serves me.  Anger exuded from me, and this left me in pain, not an emotional, a physical pain.  I have moved to my divine feminine and to feel the rage, anger, shame move through me brought out great amounts of physical pain.  My spiritual mentor helped me clear many energies, as this was not fully clearing with me–my BeLoved also physically pained and not behaving like himself…It was too deep, too intense.  So, she cleared the way for me to submerge myself into the deeper waters going down, down, down.

Dreamtime work brought forth my answers, my shame, my guilt; the worst part what will happen when my BeLoved twin flame realizes what I did.  Will he hate me, will he fear me, will he banish our love?  The beauty and surprise were “My silly girl, I have known all along, and have waited to hear the truth from you.  Why did you fear me?”  My response, “Do you wish to hear our truth or do you wish me to lie to you as all the others that fear you?”  My BeLoved, “Truth, and when did you ever fear me?”  My repose,  “One because of your mistake, you behaved in a way that was not like you; thus I made my mistake and I am ashamed of my mistake, I went into hiding, like a lost scared little girl and with each lifetime since have been put to death; deaths that did not belong to me, if I just shared with you–the truth. Now that I have come into my truth-I refuse to hide; my cloak of invisibility gone-I stand and shine my full glory of love and light for all to see!”

I have come to realize that the angst that created my BeLoved and my separation of this lifetime, stems from mistakes of centuries ago.  Spiritually, I have made amends with my BeLoved twin flame; I do not know have the knows of this lifetime and can only pray that his esoteric form can truly forgive me and accept my love, my light, my powerful high priestess self. For to know me is to love me.

Much Love and Light

Magical Blessings, Natasha

Rock on Crystals of the World

By Natasha Botkin 

Atlantis Crystal Pyramid

I work with very special, unique students and many are crystal children.  Sadly, they are quite misunderstood.  Trying so hard to fit into a mold that society has deemed necessary to be “normal/ neuro-typical.” It is completely unfair to be expected to fit into society’s cavity, when crystal souls are closer to what is the ideation of the divine.

The newest addition to my realm, reminded me of the daunting task of trying to fit in.  Again a misunderstood individual being made to believe that this individual is aloof. During a meeting with me, I said to this student, “I am not like any teacher that you have ever met or will meet.” The student smiled and whole heartedly agreed.  This put a beautiful smile on this student’s face, creating a sense of much-needed comfort. Our conversation evolved to what would help this dear one be more successful, and how I can help support this beautiful journey.  This wonderful conversation, ending with, “Rock on Ms. B!”

This student loves rock music, and after our discussion the first song on my playlist that played over my lil soul’s audio speakers was “We Will Rock You.”  I pleasantly smiled and enjoyed this grace filled moment and allowed the download to begin.  The wisdom pouring into my heart center in a most auspicious manner.

Which made me glance at my rear view mirror making me beam with even more joy!  Hanging from my rear view mirror is an angel surrounded by various crystals.  In a most wonderful manner, I went home to my two beautiful crystals. I walked through the door smiling at them, being gracious to be blessed with their presence!

Crystal children adore crystals. My oldest son has his own special collection in his loft area, and yet he is in the main living area of the house sitting beside crystals in the home.  My youngest son also lying right next to the area.  What are they listening to, but a parody by Weird Al in lieu of rock music.

Again a smile crosses my face; crystal children and their crystals and the music that fuels their dear sweet souls.

In lieu of all of these marvelous, wonderous souls.  May you “Rock On” or “Crystal On” while fueling your soul with delightful music.

Much Love and Light!

Magical Blessings, Natasha