21 Days of Writing From the Heart Meditations

By Natasha Botkin

Have you ever wondered how to dive into the deepest depths placating the abysmal truth of your heart? 21 Days of Writing From the Heart Meditations is a creative meditative writing journal that can help you on your journey.

21 Days of Writing from the Heart Meditations CoverEach and every writing prompt and illustration has been a personal discover of mine.  The  21 Days of Writing From the Heart Meditations will take you into a depth, bringing forward what your heart has been trying to say to you.   It is like giving your heart the words and space to speak.

This is available in both Print form and Kindle form.  Click on the title link and this will take you straight to your own personal discovery of tru heart.  I wish you much love on your journey!! 

If you feel that you need a bit more assistance and guidance before, during and after this journey, the Magical Blessings Healing Center is only a click a way.

Much 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 

 

Refresh, Renew…

by Natasha Botkin                              Violet white lady breath

“Clear the soul, to clear the mind; clear the mind to clear the slate.  Wipe the slate clean and begin anew; that was then and this is now.”  -Amel

It seems that where ever I turn, I look and something is new.  Even if it is old, it is now new to me.  So much released that did not belong.  Forms do not need recognition.  Give it time, give it form; it solidifies, should it….

I was recently speaking with my BeLoved and he brought up an argument that we had years back.  I had no knowledge of what he speaks; and yet when he gave it form, I saw, felt, very much disliked the discord that it was.  He looked at me, “You really do not know, nor remember, how is this possible?”

To truly resonate in my higher self, that which does not belong to the dream fades, dissolves, melts away.  Yes, his words brought forth the time, the form, the angst.  At one point tears streaming down my eyes, no please no, don’t bring it to life.  Me trying to wash away the form; my BeLoved ever attentive, “don’t bite your tongue, just say it.”  Me responding, “I am choosing my words very carefully. As soon as this conversation is done, this will end, the form, the time will be done…thy will be done, it will no longer live, breathe no more; it does not belong to you, to me, to us.”  Yes this conversation was very much necessary; the time and form bringing forth what happened to be resolved.  Grateful that it is now resolved, no more; thy will be done, gone, poof, vanish…..and ever thankful for my patient BeLoved, so patient, so tender, so gentle.

How often does one resonate with something over and over to breathe life into a form, a time that really should be shapeless, formless.  Bringing forth to life just what one does not want.

This is not easy to do. I, often find that those who have ascended and vibrate at a higher level understand my pause. Those who have not, wish to rush me, and I refuse to engage in their antics.  “That was then and this is now,” – Amel, rings true for me in many forums.

Take that moment to breathe, to pause, to choose your words.  Only then can you be, say what you are meant to say and be in the ‘just be’ -Amel,  moment. That is what is important, all the rest will just fall away as it needs.

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

Blessed be the Crystal Children of the World

By Natasha Botkin  Crystal children angelTime will not stop forever.When did Time start and when will it end?

It depends on Time itself.

Time will answer back if every being in the universe tells it to stop.

Will it stop if everyone wishes it to stop from the bottom of their hearts?

This depends on all of you.

–unknown Crystal Child

Twenty-four years ago, I began my journey being a keeper of a crystal child.  I have been blessed twice over and am the mom of two crystal children.

To explain a crystal child is to know a crystal child.  They are all quite special and unique fostering the quality that sets them apart from the typical human esoteric form.  They have beautiful, large eyes that can make most uncomfortable.  Why is this true; it is like they are able to look right into your soul.  They do, they are.  In fact crystal children are quite intuitive; and yet, somehow, I was blessed with one in particular who refuses to admit to this fact.

Their auras shine with pastel colors. They are playful, then again they are like old souls for their age.  Often wondering why they are considered to be the odd ones.  In truth, they are not.  They are more true to their heart, their truth than most would suspect.  They may not seem as if they are interested; then upon asking them a question, one discovers that they had been in fact listening.  They sparkle with unconditional love, the way that the divine created us to be.  This causes them to be quite sensitive; they can feel others emotions.

Crystal children seem to have a difficult time being taught and struggle with teachers.  “Why does this person think they are teaching me, I already know it.”  One of my youngest son’s famous topics.  They live in the present ‘Just Be’ moment; something that is super important and be able to do.

I am going to step out a bit more.  Say something not routinely discussed about crystal children.  These dear souls are loving, kind, do not like confrontations and are usually misunderstood.  In fact, I just described an autistic child.  They are one in the same.  An autistic individual is pure, full of love, dislikes conflict, loves crystals, rocks, nature.  They are super sensitive to environmental changes.  Changes of any kind are difficult for them, why do they have to keep changing to keep up with what is ultimately so wrong.

Due to their open hearts, they seek out like-minded individuals.  Society saying that they are non-neurotypical and antisocial.  They do not like meanness; therefore why would they wish to join into society’s harsh critiques and manners.  They are of pure heart and soul.  They adore music, they know how to listen the music of their soul.  Crystal heart

To love one on the autistic spectrum is to love a crystal child.  However, these children are now growing into young adults.  As a mom it is difficult to view my older son’s struggles.  He is such a wonderful young man, and does not understand the norms or the politics of the workplace, society expectations. “What is wrong with people?” As my youngest is beginning to enter adulthood, I wonder what will happen for him.

Crystal Light ElderI wish to foster, address and guide these beautiful individuals.  Over the years, other crystal children have come to me in many different avenues. One day my higher self vortexes my insight, “You are a crystal elder. As you ascend into mastery, you become more crystalline. If you build it, they will come.”  What an absolutely beautiful gift to be chosen for.

I have the know of what to build and wait for the moment in time to hear “It’s time.”

Dear Crystal children you are so dearly loved and treasured.  Go forth and be the beauty that you are and help those around you; you have a wonderful insight as to the truth of light and truth of love.

Magical Blessings

Much Love and Light

Natasha

Please Be Patient, Under Construction

By Natasha Botkin 

Atlantis Waterfall

I recently saw this post somewhere “Currently under construction, thank you for your patience.” –unknown.  I am unsure as to the where this was posted.  Where it was posted does not matter.  What matters is the effect, maybe I am brave or immensely foolish to share this here, either way, during a truly difficult moment of outside sources plaguing me, I was trying to be the steady ocean; yet, the waves began to pummel again to me.

After hours of this, I reached out to a friend; who texted me don’t have a pity party.  Oh really, hmmm.  First, let’s define pity: the feeling of sorrow and compassion caused by the suffering and misfortunes of others.  So no pity party in fact, what caused me the duress was the images of my BeLoved (my Twin Flame) and all of our beautiful moments together.  Which lead to why doesn’t he wish to speak to me, the divine response was “fear, fear of you; if he has to accept you as you are, he has to accept his truth.  My dear you can be quite a bit for a weakened one, your powers are immense and ever reaching in ways that most cannot even begin to muster. Be patient dear one.” 

Then I hear, “Should we begin to pop the popcorn.” Oh so not, funny right now dear angels, my sense of humor flushed down the toilet and out to a rocky sea.  It takes me a bit to settle; the outside is pouring into me, others egos are crushing; seriously, check yourself before you wish to be all mighty, cause you’d be surprised at how some enlightened individuals behave.  Which brought me back to my human work as a behavioral specialist, and this helped me settle into my higher self, the blonde parts of my hair changing into the crystalline silver essence of Amel shining forward.  Oh Lord, if Amel is here with the angels, I know what is about to come, the elders of the realm, Mary Magdalene’s image and then Jesuah’s image and christ light expansion.  Fully being bathed in christ light, crystal light and the love that cradles me is beautiful beyond compare.

My ego barks, I just went through a re-birth, please not again. .  I have two choices, I surrender to this factor or I rage an ego battle.  Yep, I am in no way going to behave like my BeLoved; they warned him, he choose not to listen and now has the effects.  That’s the part that one should realize; we all have a destiny, we either go or they will give to us “free will,” and then steer us back on course.  Our course can be simple and graceful or it can be awkward and difficult.  Ultimately that is “free choice.”

My human form surrenders to the fact that I am about to undergo massive construction.  Do I know where this will take me.  No, I do not.  It is befitting that this is occurring at the same time as the new moon. In fact a very powerful new moon.  In truth, the divine love and light that surrounds me also helps propel me even further up the spiral.  It is now, that I am more aware that in order to accept this new growth, the old had to strip away to make room for the expansion of heart, holding space in a most auspicious way.  The being old patterns,old beliefs; they do not belong, they needed to go like a hole in a sock.  The toe pokes out and you think I’ll throw that sock away or darn it; darn it in thought and rip that sock off, cause the new one will be soft, simple, graceful.

Be Kind BattleAll I ask, is please be patient with others.  As we are all under construction.  In my last blog, patience was the divine ideal that shined forward.  Again this heralds true.  “Be patient dear ones, the best is yet to come; a soul knows no time.  A soul is timeless; it is human ego that places a time; disallow and breath, go inside, allow.” 

Much Love and Light

Magical Blessings

Natasha