Full Wolf Moon

by Natasha Botkin 

 

 

By the light of the moon Full Wolf Moon

the full moon wolf howls. 

A spectator to some, 

the truth to others. 

Go dear ones and 

bask in the light 

of the full wolf moon. 

 

The January Full Moon is known as the Full Wolf Moon, and in some Native American cultures, it is called the snow moon, to other Native tribes this occurs in February.

 Why is it called this? 

In Native American and early Colonial times, the Full Moon for January was called the Full Wolf Moon. It appeared when wolves howled in hunger outside the villages as the snow piled high.  The cold bareness of the land, created an echo, a call to the land, Mother Gaia, for food.

  Why a wolf? 

In symbolism and the totem,  the wolf is known for a strong connection into higher intuition. If you have ever heard of the idiom “wolf’s instict;” this is true as they have a way of knowing just when to appear.   A wolf is an excellent communicator with other wolves, the spiritual world and Luna (moon). As the wolf appears to you, what does your instict say or react to, what you are trying to say, but are not be hearing. Another moment they are known for is “sinking your teeth into,” but rather, thinking in a scary manner, look at it as what is the wolf trying to show you, communicate to your tru heart.

January Full Moon: 

Let’s look at the energies that have been cycling for us.  This full moon is January 23, 2016 @ 05:46 pm PST.  This is at the end of Mercury Retrograde.  Mercury Retrograde is a time of reflection, it is a time to slow down, unwind and truly see what no longer serves you.  The bareness of the winter land, Merucry and the Full Wolf Moon can help you release that which no longer serves you.

Do not look at this as death, rather look at this as stillness. The stillness that you need to release, so that you may re-birth into a renewal of your heart and soul. A moment to go deep within, and sit with what you heart truly needs, not what the etheric ego desires.  As the wolf comes, sit with thee, request for the energies of the wolf to help you transfer what you need to Luna, so she may let it go.

Howls of the Wolf Removal of Old Baggage: 

  • Light a candle, and gaze into the flame. 
  •  Ask what do I need to release, stop listen and allow the stillness  unfolding to 
  • the beating heart.  
  • The heart whispers, allow this to deepen. Allow your heart to speak its truth. 
  •  Write down what comes, light this over your flame, and let it go releasing-to the wolf, who’s
  • howling, 
  • voicing echos will carry to Luna.  
  • Luna will release this from you. 
  • Take 3 deep breathes in. 
  • Rest.

 

Go Dear Ones, healing your heart by the light of the moon using an eternal flame.  Happy, Howling Full Wolf Moon and Happy Releasing, each and every Dear Heart. May you be peace and love to your heart.

Much Love, Much Light and Magical Blessings, 

Natasha 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nobodys’ Thinking About You

By Natasha Botkin 

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A-ha, hopefully the title caught your eye.  No, this is not a put down about you or how much you are unloved.  Rather this is a moment of “nobody was ever thinking about you, anyhow.” – Elizabeth Gilbert quote of an unknown individual.  

Where did this stem from? The other day while I am walking along, my higher self and I are internally conversing, when I hear, “Goodness, just how old are you?” A lady had chosen in this moment, to decipher my wardrobe, but that is hindsight to her next comment, “I love when a woman has balls!”  

My response was, “Okay, you have my attention, what gives?” Upon which she repsonds, You are fearless to walk along here dressed in this manner-everyone else is dressed in workout gear.” I look at my clothing, I have on a simple red dress, gray tights, black knee high boots and my favorite brown cloak; in fact I look down right cute.  Or maybe that is what she was referring, too.  We continue to converse about how so many people are afraid to just be themselves; they worry so much about what others may say or do.  So, I ask, “Why did you ask my age?”  She responds with, “Darling, you have an air of an old soul, and yet I feel a heart of a child, you must really confuse people.”  I chuckle, “You have no idea!” 

We parted from our conversation, and my higher self chimes in, “See sweet girl, you know what you must do- now go forth with the fearlessness that you hold within.” 

I leave you with, be you: Dance as if no one is watching, jump in those puddles, have fun; because in truth “nobody was thinking about you.” 

Much Love, Much Light and Magical Blessings, 

Natasha 

 

Facebook/Falsebook: Which Book, Which Story?

by Natasha Botkin

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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 

 

May You Have the Courage to Follow Your Heart

by Natasha Botkin 

Recently I said, “To know Roy is to love him.”  Roy is the esoteric name of this lifetime to my BeLoved-aka Twinflame.  You see, he is a quiet behind the scenes kind of guy.  So, when I mentioned, what if I used your name in my blog, he said, “I’d be fine with that.”  heart faith love hope

Yet, I was not being courageous to do so.  To know Roy is to love him, to know him is also to know that when he’s upset with you, oh dear.  He’s not violent, it’s more like the knowing of a twinflame all the way down to the core of the soul.  Who wants to be icy.

Definitely not me.  Usually, I am a happy, go-lucky kind of gal.  People would look at us, and I would smile and think, “Dare you to say it-ask me why two people who seem so different are together.”  Roy dressed from head to toe in black and me in pale, light colors.  Hey, at least we both have light hair: me sweet blonde, Roy a gorgeous silver both of us with incredible blue eyes that are known to spark and shine in ways that seem inhuman.

We spoke of this and neither of us could come up with how or why we feel in love.  We just did.  Or rather- the ‘Just Be,’ of our love shined through more often than not.

Unfortunately, like many twin flames we had a separation.  Roy the runner and me the surrenderer.  Good news is he did not run far.  I, often smirk on my way to work as I pass by the dismal location he chose only minutes from the house.

We had our beautiful reunion, just as I said we would.  Heaven knows, friends kept trying ot tell me to move on, set me up on dates.  My heart screaming, noooo-you need Roy, Amel needs Tru.

This past full moon sent many out of sorts.  including myself and Roy.  Have I heard from him? No. Do I give up on him? No.  A week ago, a little voice cried, “Amel, please don’t let Natasha give up on me/Roy, omg pleeeasse.” Roy’s higher self calling out, pleading.  It is not the soul, it’s the hurt heart that keeps Roy away.

I am placing a lighted path along with a map for Roy to make it back to his truth, his heart. Back to love, joy, peace and harmony.

Along a walk, this popped into my head.  I can write everything in my head and sit down and pop this out in moments.  What will Roy say when he sees his name all over here.  I am not sure. He could say, “Oh no, she didn’t,” or he could say, “Wow, she finally found her power and courage, that’s the woman I know and love and it’s about  time you showed up.” 

All I know is today, something kicked in and said, “It’s time!  Step up! Show your power and have the courage to love outloud!”  Here I am having the courage to shout to the world how much I love Roy!  What will happen for the two of us, only time will tell and the angels are not spilling the beans.  Begin to love anew.

Much love, light and Magical Blessings,

Natasha

Receiving Does Not Make One Weak

Receiving Does Not Make One Weak

By Natasha Botkin

If we look at the genus name  or the eucalyptus flower, it is derived from the Greek eu, meaning “well”, and kalyptos, eucalyptus flowermeaning “cover.” This name refers to the well-covered flower buds – a very fruitful tree.  If we look to ancient symbolism this is a tree of wealthy abundance and foretelling.  If we look to an angelic meaning this about removing the barriers to allow your angels to assist you in receiving your miracles.

Almost a year ago, I was given the idea of “if you build it they will come.” Now, I have to admit, I took this a bit too literal and thought love the movie Field of Dreams and enjoy baseball; but have no desire to build a baseball field in the middle of a farm.  My angels find me quite humorous and shake their heads, no, no that is not what we mean.

Eventually, I did understand their meaning and this began an enormous journey.  Much of which is still progressing, much like a work in progress. I, so wish I could say that transformational mystery school of Atlantis was up and running. You see, I have had to learn to adjust to receiving.

One thing that I have a bad habit of, is being the naysayer and sage that people seek out; yet, do they truly help, assist me.  No, in truth they greedily grab the love and light, and my dear sweet soul is like, we are done with that.  You need to receive , there is no way you can continue on, alone on this journey.  I remind Amel, what about Tru.  She smiles, “Aw our BeLoved, what about him?”  My response, “he is supposed to join me in his esoteric form, and yet my BeLoved Twin Flame plays with the demonic ego allowing his ego to be fed of the lies; how will he ever join me, if he continues to allow the lies to hurt him, hurt me, hurt we.  One moment, we are in sync and all is well and the next, he is off lost in translation fueling himself with fear. ” Amel reminds me, “Patience dear one.” Add in a million sighs, yes I do have my own downward moments and that is one that makes me sigh a deep heavy, are you kidding me kind of sigh.

Sorry, I was off on a tangent.  Anyways, receiving is not easy for me.  I used to think due to old pattern and beliefs that it was a sign of weakness; “a strong person can do it all.” If I look to my maternal grandmother, she did it all, my maternal grandfather quite immature and held down a job, but that was about it.  Pretty much the same for the paternal grandparents as well.  So I learned to take care of me, by being independent.

One of my dear crystal children students recently told to me, “Ms. Botkin, you cannot do it all. You are tired by just trying to be you. Do people know how tough it is to do the things we cannot speak.  These stupid humans do not see, nor will they.”  Out of the mouth of babes!  Well said my dear one!

In truth, it was lies that my ego fed me.  I cannot do it all.  I am weary, I need help.  In steps that symbolic reminder from my angels of the sweet eucalyptus flower.  One this is about wealthy abundance and allowing me to receive.  This is a work in progress, one moment I receive a beautiful pillow from a friend and the next I am, oh dear.  As a child, I was the “do over” queen.  So I have to press the “do over” button and begin anew.

The eucalyptus flower calling out to me, reminding me. I am sitting back and allowing my angels to work their miracles with me, guide me by allowing the ability to receive.  As Archangel Michael has stated, “You are much stronger when you teach, step back and allow you students to do this on their own; however, dear, you also need to be the student of allowing and receiving. Miracles abound dear one.” 

May you also allow the ability to receive.  Much Love and Light!

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

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