Dakini Shiva Shaman and Healer

09/12/2025

As the year closes, your body carries more than memories. It carries the tension you swallowed to stay strong, the emotions you never had time to feel, the heartbreak you quietly survived, and the stagnant energy that settles when you keep moving without pausing to breathe.

Before you speak the words “New Year, new me,” ask yourself:
Have I cleared the weight of the old?

Stagnant energy doesn’t simply disappear on its own. It hides in your muscles, your breath, your sexuality, your emotional body. If it isn’t released, it follows you into the new cycle — shaping your choices, dimming your clarity, and dulling the very intentions you want to embody.

This is why conscious release work matters. This is why a Taoist massage before the new year is not indulgence — it is preparation. A resetting of your inner landscape. A way of clearing what has become stuck, frozen, or heavy so you can enter the new cycle with openness instead of residue, softness instead of tension, presence instead of pressure.

If you choose to begin the year with a fresh body, a clear emotional field, and awakened life force, you are already rewriting the path ahead. You are choosing alignment over exhaustion, renewal over repetition.

Your new year starts in your body.
Let it be spacious, grounded, and deeply alive.

04/12/2025

✨ Fun Facts About the Masculine & Feminine Energy Pools Within the Body ✨

The body is always dancing — even in stillness — with two ancient currents: the masculine and the feminine. They’re not about gender; they’re about energy, rhythm, and the way life moves through you.

The masculine energy often pools in the spine — a steady, vertical current that rises like heat.
It’s the part of you that says I’ve got you.
Grounded. Direct. Decisive.
The spine holds that warrior presence, the inner “yes” that stands tall even when the world feels shaky.

The feminine energy gathers in the hips, the belly, the chest — a softer, swirling pull that feels like water remembering the shape of the moon.
It’s where emotion breathes, desire whispers, and intuition hums quietly but powerfully.
Fluid. Sensual. Receptive.
This is the place where you listen instead of push.

When the two meet, something magnetic happens.
The masculine becomes a container — a strong riverbank — and the feminine becomes the water that flows with colour, feeling, and instinct.
Together they create movement, creativity, and a sense of inner wholeness that feels like coming home.

And one of the most beautiful secrets?
These energies don’t compete. They court each other.
Your body is their meeting place — their temple — where structure and softness continue their lifelong love affair.

28/11/2025

✨ Body as Temple
Your body is not a machine to maintain — it is a temple to honor.
Each time you sit down to eat, slow your rhythm. Touch your food. Feel its texture, its warmth, its scent. Before taking the first bite, close your eyes and breathe.

Ask softly: “Who is eating right now?”
Is it the body — truly hungry, ready to be nourished?
Or is it the heart, seeking comfort?
The mind, seeking distraction?
The emotions, longing to be soothed?

None of these are wrong — but awareness changes everything.
When you eat with presence, even one bite can become sacred.
Let your meal be an offering — not to fill an emptiness, but to honor the life that flows through you.
Let the act of eating remind you: I am here. I am whole. I am worth feeding with love.

21/11/2025

✨ Why We See Faces in the World Around Us ✨

Have you ever looked at a flower, a mountain, or the curve of a tree… and suddenly seen a face?
A tiny expression staring back at you?
A presence that feels almost alive?

This beautiful little phenomenon is called pareidolia — the way our mind finds familiar shapes in nature.
But to me, it’s more than a brain trick.
It’s a quiet reminder that the world is not separate from us…
that everything around us reflects something within us.

Maybe we see faces in flowers because nature wants to be recognized.
Maybe we notice expressions in mountains because the land holds memory.
Maybe the trees speak through shape and shadow, showing us a glimpse of their spirit.

Or maybe, just maybe…
it’s our soul saying, “Look. You’re not alone. The world is alive with you.”

And I think that’s incredibly beautiful. 🌿✨

15/11/2025

💧 When the Rain Touches Her 💧

The rain has a way of waking the earth.
Each drop a lover’s whisper, tracing curves, soaking petals, awakening color.
The black-purple calla lily glistens — her surface alive with breath and softness.
Mother Nature receives, opens, remembers her own rhythm of pleasure and renewal.

In every wet shimmer, she reminds us:
surrender is not weakness — it’s the pulse of life itself.

🌿 What beauty has the rain awakened in you today?

12/11/2025

🍋 Love & Luck Among the Leaves 🍋

My lemon tree is alive with movement. Tiny insects everywhere, yet in the midst of it all… two ladybugs making love.
Nature always finds her balance. Amidst the chaos, there is tenderness. Amidst the ordinary, there is magic.

Ladybugs are said to bring luck and watching them reminded me that love itself is the greatest blessing of all.

🌿 Here’s to small miracles and sacred messes, both part of life’s sweetness.

10/11/2025

✨ Intimacy with Yourself ✨

Before you can truly merge with another, you must first know the sacred landscape of your own being.
To have intimacy with yourself is to slow down and listen — to the rhythm of your breath, the pulse beneath your skin, the soft ache of longing that lives quietly in your chest.

It’s not about performance, it’s about presence.
Touching your body with awareness.
Meeting your own eyes with tenderness.
Allowing pleasure to become prayer.

When you make love to your own essence — through breath, movement, stillness, or sensual self-touch — you begin to remember:
you are whole, you are divine, and your body is not waiting to be loved by another…
it’s waiting to be loved by you.

🌹

08/11/2025

Trying to pose…
and failing gloriously! 😂
Some moments are just too joyful to take seriously.
Between the laughter, the wind, and the beauty of this farm, every “perfect” shot turned into something even better. Real, unfiltered joy. 🌿💛

07/11/2025

✨ What is a Dakini? ✨

A Dakini is not bound by definitions. She is the wild, untamed current of life itself.
She is wisdom wrapped in mystery. She is fierce truth and tender love. She is the one who whispers: wake up, remember who you are.

To walk as a Dakini is to embody presence, play, and deep sensual aliveness. It is to invite others into their own awakening—not by fixing them, but by holding a mirror to their soul and reminding them of their power.

When I step into my work as Dakini Shiva, I dance with this energy. Sometimes soft, sometimes strong, always devoted to guiding you back to the sacred within yourself.

A Dakini does not heal you.
She awakens the healer already alive within of you.

🖤

03/11/2025

✨ Word of the Day: Reciprocity ✨

Standing among the sculptures this weekend, I felt what true reciprocity means — that sacred exchange between beauty and the one who beholds it.

The art didn’t just exist for me to see… it saw me back.
Each curve, each shadow, each imperfect detail reflected something within — the parts that create, the parts that decay, and the parts that are still learning how to receive.

That’s what reciprocity feels like…
A dance between giving and being given to.
Between touch and being touched.
Between life and the art that mirrors it.

🕯 Sometimes, even stillness speaks.
And sometimes, it’s art that teaches us how to listen.

25/10/2025