Healing Intentions

07/13/2025

The Wild Reset Day Retreat is coming alive — and we can feel the magic already.

Our team of eight skilled practitioners gathered this past Friday to begin weaving the vision, and what’s emerging is powerful. The ideas, the synergy, the deep intention behind every detail — it’s all aligning to create a profoundly supportive and healing space for you to step into.
This isn’t just a retreat — it’s a collaborative offering of heart, wisdom, and restoration.
The energy is already palpable, and it will only continue to grow as we move closer to the day… and as each of you join us.
We have an incredible group already forming and Spots are filling quickly so…

This is your invitation to step into something sacred — don’t miss the chance to reset, reconnect, and receive.

Reserve your place before we’re full. We’d love to have you with us.

06/05/2025

I didn’t choose this path. It unfolded beneath my hands.

I began my journey as a massage therapist — almost 30 years ago- drawn to the quiet language of the body, to the subtle wisdom found beneath the skin. I thought I was learning a craft, a skill. I thought I was helping people release tension and find relief.

But from the very first moment I placed my hands on another human being, I felt it —
a world beneath the surface.
Emotions swimming just under the skin.
Grief curled up in the muscles.
Stories held in the bones.
The body was speaking, and I could hear it — not with my ears, but with something deeper.

At first, I didn’t understand what I was feeling. The sensations, the images, the subtle shifts of energy — they came like whispers from another realm. But with time, I began to listen more closely, studied, explored & the more I trusted what I sensed, the more the work began to change me.

Massage became a threshold.
A ritual.
A sacred space where the physical, emotional, and spiritual began to weave together.

I let go of trying to “fix” and opened instead to holding space.
I learned to follow the body’s intelligence — to move with it, not against it.
To let the breath guide the way.
To honor each session as a ceremony.

Over time, my practice evolved — organically, intuitively — into something much deeper. I began to integrate somatic awareness, breathwork, energy healing, and ritual. I followed the threads of what each person’s body was asking for — not from a script, but from a place of deep presence and reverence.

Now, I no longer see myself as just a practitioner.
I am a spaceholder, a guide, a weaver of remembrance.
I walk with people as they return to the truth of who they are —
not just through release, but through reconnection.
Through ceremony.
Through sacred witnessing.

My work is rooted in the belief that healing is not a destination — it is a return.
A return to the body.
A return to the breath.
A return to the soul.

If you are ready to remember what your body has always known,
I am here to walk beside you.

05/31/2025

🌿✨ You’re Invited to The Wild Reset Day Retreat ✨🌿

Are you craving a sacred pause from the chaos?

A day to reconnect to your aliveness…
To shed old layers…
To breathe, move, and remember who you really are?

Join us July 27th from 10–4:30pm on the magical 9th Street Island for The Wild Reset — a full-day urban retreat where men and women gather in sacred community to transform from the inside out.

💫 Movement
💫 Breathwork
💫 Sound healing
💫 Nature connection
💫 Ceremony

This is more than a retreat — it’s a RESET for your soul.

🎟️ Early bird pricing is $125 until June 15th
🔗 Register at: www.elementalmagick.net/calendar

Come home to yourself. Let the Earth hold you. Let the breath guide you. Let the sound awaken you.

Facilitated by Angela Devani of Elemental Magick + Tamara Leach of Healing Intentions

05/06/2025

Spiritual Rebirth: The spine of my becoming In 2019, the Earth cracked beneath my feet. After a year of silent pain and unanswered questions, I was told there was a tumor braided deep in the nerves in the sacred column of my spine. At first, the words didn’t feel like answers-they felt like riddles. Like the gatekeeper of some ancient trial had finally spoken. And instead of peace, shame came. If I am a healer, how could this happen to me? I had walked with medicine in my hands for decades. Helped others come home to their bodies. But in that moment, I was the one cast adrift, unmoored in a sea of doubt. Was this betrayal? A punishment? A flaw in my sacred path? They told me: We don’t know what it is yet? They tested, scanned, searched the shadows. And then finally: No, we don’t think it’s cancer. Yes, it’s a spinal cord tumor. No, we don’t recommend removal as it’s dangerous to remove. You may be paralyzed if we try. No we don’t even want to risk biopsy. We will watch and wait.Trust that It’s a Schwannoma, a benign spinal cord tumor. TRUST. The word echoed through my bones like thunder. Was this some divine joke? A cosmic initiation? Was the universe asking me - begging me-to finally surrender into the deepest medicine of all? To trust what cannot be controlled. To trust pain as a messenger. To trust the unknown as holy ground. This was no longer a health issue. It was a mythic passage. A descent. Pain became my oracle. Inflammation, my compass. My nervous system, a temple I had ignored for too long. I learned to listen -not with logic, but with reverence. To stop fixing and to start honoring. To bow to the mystery inside my own skin. Healing, I discovered, is not the absence of pain. It is the presence of love in the midst of it. I was never an imposter. I was a woman unfolding alchemy. A soul being re-forged by fire. That tumor? It wasn’t just a growth. It was the living symbol of my rebirth. A hidden scroll, etched along my spine. And so I walk now, not just as a healer-but as one who has been healed in ways that cannot be seen, only felt. From spine to soul, I remember: This body is my teacher. This pain, my path. This trust, my initiation.

05/01/2025

What I’m Honoring This Beltane

At the threshold of Beltane, I stand in the luminous fire of becoming — one foot in the ash of what has been, the other stepping into the bloom of what longs to be.

This year, I lay down an old skin — a threadbare cloak woven from my mother’s story. A story of safety over soul, of sacrifice over self, of quiet survival in the name of love. She did what she could with what she had. She stayed within the lines, colored carefully, provided a steady path for those she cherished. As a child, I thought her restraint was strength. And perhaps it was. But it also taught me to hide.

So I did.
I learned to belong by blending in.
To survive by performing.
To be liked by becoming whatever they needed.
To tuck away the wild, the strange, the real.

In the halls of school, in the temples of popularity, I wore masks so well I nearly forgot the face beneath them.

But now —
Now the fire comes.
Now the Beltane sun rises over a different field.
Now the Earth sings: Enough. It is time.

Time to rise as I am, unmasked and unapologetic.
Time to speak what once shamed me.
Time to let the raw, honest beauty of my healing be seen — the trauma, the recovery, the tender ache of becoming real.
Time to offer my story as a bridge for others still walking in the dark.

I am not here to play small.

I am here to burn bright.

This Beltane, I honor the motherline — and I break the pattern.
I celebrate the garden I’ve tended with tears and breath and fierce truth.
I open to what’s blooming: a voice unbound, a soul unveiled, a life lived wide and true.

To all who are awakening, shedding, unfurling:
May you find the courage to be wholly yourself.
May your truth root deep and rise tall.
May the fire kiss your skin and call your name.
You are not alone.

04/29/2025

Take a Breath. Come Home to Yourself.
Join me for a free Restorative Breathwork class
Tuesday, April 30 | 9–10:30 AM
at The Movement Collaborative, Livingston

This gentle session is an invitation to slow down, recenter, and reconnect through conscious breath and awareness. All are welcome—no experience needed.

Bring your breath. Bring your heart. Just come as you are.

04/25/2025

04/23/2025

🌿✨ Save the Date ✨🌿
March 20–27, 2026
📍 Encanta La Vida Resort | Osa Peninsula, Costa Rica
Join me for a sacred 7-day immersion into the wild heart of the jungle—
where the rhythms of nature call you back to yourself.
This is your invitation to unplug, unravel, and remember.
Through ceremony, breath, movement, and stillness, we will return to what is ancient, alive, and true.
📅 Mark your calendar.
📍 Come home to the earth.
💫 Come home to you.
More details soon. 🌺


04/20/2025

The Pagan Roots of Easter: A Tribute to my ancestors.

Long before calendars and clocks, the Earth turned by breath and bloom.

In the deep stillness of winter, the goddess Ostara stirred. She journeyed into the shadows, seeking the soul of the Sun—held captive by the cold.

With her breath, she warmed him. With her tears, she melted frost.

Together, they danced the spiral of becoming. And from their sacred union, life awakened.

As Ostara rose from the Underworld, flowers bloomed beneath her feet. The sacred hare leapt beside her, and she painted eggs in the colors of dawn—symbols of life returning.

People gathered. Fires were lit. Eggs were offered. And in their hearts, they remembered:

That even in the darkest seasons, light always finds its way back.

This is the ancient heartbeat beneath Easter—
A story of rebirth, balance, and the eternal return of life.

As someone of Germanic descent, this story carries deep meaning for me.
On my quest to reconnect with my ancestors and the old ways, I discovered the Celtic shamanic traditions—a path illuminated by the teachings of Amantha Murphy and the sacred turning of the Celtic Wheel.

Studying the pagan roots of my lineage is part of my healing. Many Germanic people were persecuted for their nature-based wisdom—herbalism, earth magic, and the reverence of the divine feminine—during the Crusades and beyond.

This is my tribute.
To the indigenous wisdom of my people.
To the earth-honoring ways that live in my bones.
To the goddess who rises each spring and reminds us:

We, too, can return. We, too, can bloom.



Original painting by Helen O’Sullivan

04/09/2025

Bozeman @ Healing Intentions (2000 Fairway Drive Suite 108):
* Somatic Breathwork – Unraveling the Stories Held Within
* Thursday April 10th | 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM. $35
* Restorative Breathwork – The Rhythm of Renewal
* Monday, April 21st | 12:00 PM - 1:30 PM  Love Donation 

Livingston @ The Movement Collaborative (206 S 11th St. Unit5):
Somatic Breathwork – The Pulse of Presence
Wednesday, April 16th | 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM $35

Restorative Breathwork – Embracing the Sacred Pause
Wednesday, April 30th | 9:00 AM - 10:30 AM Love Donation

01/13/2025

I have a last minute appointment available tomorrow Tuesday January 14th…message me for details!

11/10/2024

New online booking site now live!

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