Rites of the Heart

Rites of the Heart Rites of the Heart is committed to co-creating rituals that are authentic, accessible, and transformative.

We offer holistic healing by way of therapeutic ceremonies, energy medicine, & integrative counseling.

Happy First New Moon of the Year Cyber Family, The Sanctuary has been in deep slumber, mirroring the medicine of Grandmo...
01/23/2023

Happy First New Moon of the Year Cyber Family,

The Sanctuary has been in deep slumber, mirroring the medicine of Grandmother Bear, and has only just begun to re-emerge, slowly re-opening her temple doors, taking her time returning to technology. Thank you for your patience.

This time in holy hibernation has been a beautiful and painful invitation to re-evaluate what matters.

Community matters.

At Rites of the Heart, we are committed to co-creating a safe and brave community center that celebrates diversity, authenticity, and compassion. An Urban Temple that inspires wholeness & belonging. A space dedicated to move beyond the frameworks of oppression so we may live more fully into collectively healed, embodied, and liberated futures.

Join us as we recalibrate to love, and everyday awe. Stay connected to discover our soul stirring seasonal offerings.

“You have to act as if it were possible to radically transform the world. And you have to do it all the time.”― Angela D...
06/04/2020

“You have to act as if it were possible to radically transform the world. And you have to do it all the time.”
― Angela Davis

Humans with Big Hearts,

I will not be a neutral therapist.

As we are being asked to put on masks,
I invite you to take yours off.

As I write this post I notice the one in me who wants to write the just right words, and another who knows she will make mistakes (she has made plenty)
and is more interested in making mistakes, learning from those mistakes, being vulnerable, being REAL.
This s**t is messy. Lets get messy...

The time of the Great Turning is HERE.
The horrors of our systems of oppression, radical injustices, economic structures, disregard for our planet & indigenous ones, white fragility, white supremacy, anti-blackness, police brutality, the list goes on -
are being SEEN, are being SPOKEN, are being CHALLENGED.
It is a terrifying and gorgeous time.
A time filled with grief rage & impossible hope.

Many of us are navigating our own dark nights of our individual souls, not yet ready for the world.
And yet the Soul of the World is calling to us.
We must answer.
If you are not answering this call, it is your privilege that allows you to ignore it.

If you are a black/ indigenous /person of color
know that your voice, your story, your perspective, your pain, your light, your gifts, all of you is welcome.
Rites of the Heart & The Sanctuary is a stand
for centering YOU.
I love you. I'm here for you, whatever that looks like.

To us white folx, if you are not in grief, outraged, disgusted, overwhelmed, all the feels - I'm worried about you.
Im finding myself uninterested in tending small talk
or conversations that do not include radical honesty around trauma & social justice at this time.
(I'm also aware this a marathon, and not a race, and pacing/self care/joy are also essential as well)

I've been resistant to post. I don't love this platform.
I don't want to take up space, its not about me.
I'm not interested in looking good during an activism trend.
At the same time, white silence perpetuates systematic violence.

If this platform creates conversations that awaken even one human to connect to the TRUTH, bless fu***ng yes. If I can be in the conversation with other white folx so black people do not need to do more emotional labor continuing to educate us on our whiteness, the realities of the atrocious system we were born into, participate in, and benefit from, so they are not the only ones holding us accountable & offering next steps - then f**k yah facebook, let's do this.

Let us use this platform to learn and unlearn together.
To have imperfect conversations,
to call each other in with LOVE
Let us be a stand for TRUTH, LOVE, & SOLIDARITY.
Let us be humans willing to sit in the discomfort in service of GROWTH, HEALING, & TRANSFORMATION for our two legged family and our earth mother.

Let us dive deep and dismantle,
so our children, grandchildren, and the next 14 generations know a different world.
Let us partner in co-creating this new world,
because SPOILER ALERT: the world we once knew is no more.

Let us RISE.

PS This is a time for HEALING for all people.
If you are a living breathing human, in the time of a pandemic and the dismantling of white supremacy, than you need support. It does not have to be me, but please, get support.

If you are in the BIPOC community in need of support right now - I know I am a white woman who will never understand what it means to be in a black or brown body, and, I'm here to offer holistic trauma informed services for whatever you can pay, or not pay, precious heart.

If you are white, and you are looking for support in navigating shame, grief, rage, etc I am here to witness your unfolding and becoming, and to provide the container for you to return to the truth of your being. (please do not expect BIPOC people to support you in this way at this time)

*I accept OHP via pacific source & MODA insurance at this time, as well as offer sliding scales*

“You gave me a safe place to go to.You gave me my life back.” - said by the woman who gave me life. My mother and I do n...
05/11/2020

“You gave me a safe place to go to.
You gave me my life back.” - said by the woman who gave me life.

My mother and I do not speak often.
Our relationship is, complicated.
Last week I called her for the first time since the swirling -
“Did you talk to your little sister?”
“No.” I replied honestly.
“Oh. I thought she might have shared with you how depressed Ive been… Things have felt so hard I just don’t want to be here anymore.”

Historically, I would have responded to such a provocative comment from my mother with anger, resentment, or even a numbness. It would have made sense if a (teenage) one in me had felt activated, from the times many moons ago when my mom would say similar things.
I didn’t know how to hold it then.
Now. I know what is mine.
Now {as Ive connected to my helping spirit squad} my capacity for holding has expanded to the size of the cosmos.

I stood at a threshold as a healer.

“I would love to offer you a session mom.” (What the - Are you sure sweetheart? Are you ready to hold that kind of space for the one who carved so many of the scars on your heart?)
Yes. Yes I am a resourced as f**k witch doctor committed to sharing these super powers (that are not mine)
with everyone in the world.
Yes I am committed to creating the ideal environment for all beings, including/especially my mothers inner healer to awaken. Yes I am willing to choose love over fear.
Yes lets get up and personal in this lineage work.
YES I trust the Great Mystery that much.

And, perhaps energetic back up wouldn’t be a bad idea.
I turn to the medicine man I adore and ask if he’s willing to work with my mom as well.
“Of course.” Bless Steve Hancock for generously sharing his gifts.

I explain to my mother how remote healing sessions work.
I have her articulate her intention.
She expresses her skepticism, which I normalize.
I invite her to breathe. I pray to Source for support.
I call in my mothers healed ancestors, our healed ancestors.
As soon as I place my hands on Osho Shapiro
(aka Reiki Bear aka moms energetic stunt double)
I feel my mothers mother.
I feel my mothers father.
I see angels surround her. I look towards the phone feeling the presence of my mother via the modern cyber temple called zoom. I look over bear and feel the loving presence of my sweetheart. I am observing, cherishing, savoring this moment, this MIRACLE.

This is a MIRACLE. High five past self for how far were come. How committed we are to healing the world, to healing ourself. YES this is what I am meant to do.
Yes this is the destiny of my divine romance.
And then I feel the sensation of the hand of what some may call “god,” on my head - YES.

The healing continues. I invite my mother to experience a safe and protected space. I invite her to connect with an ally, a guide - she sees her father.
“He was so peaceful. He told me to look at all my blessings, like you Lizzie. He told me it’s not my time yet, and hell be waiting for me when it is.”
HOLY WOW. Perhaps you are thinking "well thats all in her head. She made it all up" Maybe - WHO CARES? If it works, if it's helpful, does it matter?
THIS IS WHY ITS TIME TO RECLAIM THE IMAGINAL REALM!
Your psyche does not know the difference darling.

So today, on mothers day, the woman who gave me life told me I gave her life back. I gave her life back using the power of intention, imagination, and a tiny technology box.
What strange magic these soul contracts bring.
What strange magic this being human is.

I share this story as a tale of hope and wholeness.
I share this story to stoke the flame of possibility.
I share this story to presence the power of
RE-STORYING to RESTORE us.

May you be take the time to tend the wounds
of the little one within.
May you gaze upon your mother with a kind curious heart.
May you practice embodying the nurturing generative adult one of you, who can care for all of your precious parts.

🙏

Be witnessed in your growth, and your growing pains, and savor the solidarity of cosmic {couple} mirrors.
04/18/2020

Be witnessed in your growth, and your growing pains,
and savor the solidarity of cosmic {couple} mirrors.

Yes, those are bacon wrapped asparagus at my no wrong way ritual passover remix.Spiritus, the etymology of SPIRIT = brea...
04/12/2020

Yes, those are bacon wrapped asparagus at my no wrong way ritual passover remix.

Spiritus, the etymology of SPIRIT = breath.
Coronavirus = inability to breathe.

Perhaps in these wild and tender times we are being invited to connect to Spirit, to that which is greater than us, to that which IS US - In a way that is deeper, and more authentic than ever before...

On this Passover, in the midst of this gorgeous terrifying Great Turning, I'm present to the many layers of oppression
from systems to the subconscious.
It is time for liberation.
Liberation from the illusion.
Liberation from the collusion.
Liberation from the shoulds and misguided tyranny of the mind.
Liberation from prescribed divinity.

Spirituality, symbols, and ceremony can support emotional health & wellness.
They can heal us. They can whole us.

Stuck in a bit of all or nothingness, I was reluctant to have my own seder. The little wounded one within was throwing a bit of a corona temper tantrum, attached to how she thought it was going to look. Nothing is looking as we thought it would. How do we be with change? With uncertainty? How do we respond to mystery?

Soften. Surrender. I found my center. I found myself.
I found my own way to pray this passover.

And so, we made bacon wrapped asparagus.
We ate food before reading from the haggadah.
We used a lemon instead of an orange to represent the empowerment of women in Judaism.
We placed a potato on the alter to honor my sweethearts Irish ancestry.
Our egg was not hard boiled, and yet I could still feel chills in my bones when I dipped this egg, symbol of spring and the circle of life, into salt water.
Rebirth and grief in the same breath.

May you find your own way to connect to spirit, your own way to breathe life into your being.
May you practice being freedom.
May you liberate yourself from consensus reality spell casting.
May you reclaim rituals, in your own radical and authentic way.

There's no wrong way to pray precious one.

Happy Passover.

PS if you're looking for a no wrong way ritual Easter Remix. Join us tomorrow for cyber soul church! (info in the comments :)

Looking for something sacred & scrumptious to do Easter Sunday? Join us for cyber soul church.
04/06/2020

Looking for something sacred & scrumptious to do Easter Sunday? Join us for cyber soul church.

RADICAL RESPONSIBILITY & UNEXPECTED ALCHEMY Dearest divine darlings,Holy WOW. Things are swirling at warp speed. We are ...
03/19/2020

RADICAL RESPONSIBILITY & UNEXPECTED ALCHEMY

Dearest divine darlings,

Holy WOW. Things are swirling at warp speed.
We are seeing our radical responsibility to
Slow down.
Spiral In.
Surrender.
Stay home.

We are letting go and letting in TRANSMUTATION.

We are listening with the ears of our hearts to
~ What is needed? ~ What do I need?

The Sanctuary will not be hosting offerings in the physical plane. However, we are committed to supporting the emotional health and wellness of our people.
Who we love.

All intimate healing sessions, integrative counseling, energy therapy & rituals will be over the interwebs.

If you are seeking support at this time, please do not hesitate to reach out. Especially if you're are feeling lonely, this may be just the right time to meet a spirit guide :D
Sliding scale can be modified to accommodate your situation sweetheart.
We will also be accepting clients
with Pacific Source OHP 4/1!!

Alchemized Offerings:
* 3/19 Rites of Inner Light: Frequencies of Spring - POSTPONED
online donation based self soothing and springtime flavored yoga flows to transpire on tiny technology boxes soon
* 4/4 Vibrations of the Heart: Reclaiming Self Love & Sacred Partnership POSTPONED ~ VIRTUAL REMIX
online offering on self love & sacred partnership hosted by my Beloved & myself 4 - 7pm [donation based]
* 4/12 Rites of Spring: Invoking the Cosmic Christ
CYBER SOUL CHURCH 1 - 4pm Suggested Donation $12
* 5/2 Soul Soil: A {Virtual} Beltane Experience to Stoke the Inner Flame 11 - 4pm $44

We are currently crafting more offerings on the online realm, to be of service to the collective of souls.

We also see this beautiful opportunity to ACTUALLY slow down and practice BEINGNESS and BEING WITH SELF.
It is with self, that we truly connect to that which is greater than ourselves.

We'll be in touch as more unfolds.

Be kind to yourself, and to one another. Please.

Thank you for riding this wave responsibly radiant heart,
Elizabeth Suzanne Shapiro, Luka (the fluffy shaman)
& The Urban Temple of Wholeness

Beings of this spiraling sphere we call existence,We at the Sanctuary want to connect about the energy that has risen fr...
03/14/2020

Beings of this spiraling sphere we call existence,

We at the Sanctuary want to connect about the energy that has risen from CO-VID19.

For many of us, this is having an effect on our economical, physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual ways of being.

Rites of the Heart & the Sanctuary are practicing
Prayer over panic.
Facts over fear.
Wise hearts with washed hands.

Please stay informed precious one.
We feel that looking at the news may incite responses from folks who feel deeply and live courageously, and this work requires us to do both while also holding ourselves in community.

Temper fear with reason,
and uncertainty with education.

We are taking all the precautions to make sure the space remains safe and sacred at this time.

We will be doing our due diligence and taking the best steps forward. We understand our deep privilege and responsibility to be supporting those immunocompromised, elderly and those who are living with a disability that makes them especially more susceptible to this entity.

As more unfolds and is revealed,
we will be updating next steps for the Sanctuary in regards to hosting and tending events.

As of now, we are continuing in person intimate healing sessions & offerings of 13 people or less.

If you aren't feeling well, please choose to stay home and rest.

Distance energy therapy & integrative counseling available at this time to soothe your soul sweet heart.

As steward of a sacred place it feels more important than ever to curate the opportunity for collective conscious spell casting & nervous system support.

We are committed to practicing peace & paving a way of truth. We are sitting in uncertainty & vulnerability.
We are cultivating connection and JOY
as an antidote to illness.

Breathe and believe light body.

With all of our love and deep gratitude to the divine mystery,
Elizabeth Suzanne Shapiro
& The Urban Temple of Wholeness

The seat of a woman’s power is her relationship to her own erotic nature. From a mass media saturated with images of wha...
03/09/2020

The seat of a woman’s power is her relationship to her own erotic nature. From a mass media saturated with images of what our bodies should look like to our culture’s extremely ambivalent attitudes towards sexuality, it is not easy for women to accept, embrace, and enjoy their bodies. Yet the extent to which we own our sensuality is the extent to which we own our lives. When we know and love ourselves completely and intimately, physically, emotionally, spiritually, sensually, we have a competitive advantage. We have more control.

Regena Thomashauer,
Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts

It is time to reclaim our sacred sensual selves sisters.

Join Ani Sinclair & Elizabeth Shapiro
Sunday March 22nd 1:30-4pm @ the Sanctuary
Experience a free Spring Awakening Ceremony
& learn more about our 6 part Ta***ic Series
for Female Identified Folx!

Let us rewire & rewild, together.

All of the archetypes of our being, are in the cards.All of the medicine we need, are in the plants. This course is goin...
03/06/2020

All of the archetypes of our being, are in the cards.
All of the medicine we need, are in the plants.

This course is going to be pure magic.

Hope to see you tomorrow sweet one!

Looking for a way to honor the turning of the wheel of time?
03/06/2020

Looking for a way to honor the turning of the wheel of time?

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The No Wrong Way Ritual Revolution

Once Upon a Rainbow Rock Canyon, I fasted from food, and humans, for three days. Four of my east coast sisters and I pilgrimaged cross country for a rite of passage, our psyches starving for a visceral experience to honor our transformations & transition into adulthood. My mind had quite a bit to say during this time of sun kissed solitude. I had decided, I was doing it all wrong. Spirituality felt elusive and exclusive. I wasn’t serious enough, I didn’t know the just right words, or songs, and I definitely wasn’t adorned in the gorgeous sacred garb. I was convinced the other woman were having non-stop holy epiphanies, while I was singing chocolate covered lizards and stone pile pie. It was as if they knew the equation of how to connect to god, and I had somehow slept through that math class.

Could there really be a “right” way to connect to that which is greater than ourselves? No. My time on the land taught me that there is no right or wrong way to pray. The ancient priestess within me awakened to the power of playing with symbolic, the power of ritual. I reclaimed ancient wisdom within and wove weird and wild ceremony. I realized that the sacred does not to be serious - life becomes sacred when we say so. Rites of the Heart was the truth knocking on my hearts door, born as conduit for cultivating spiritual liberation & authentic ritual expression to promote emotional wellness and wholeness. This soul-centric business is committed to the reclaiming of the sacred, and the awakening of the ritual intelligence that lives in us all.