​My health problems began when I was four or five....

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Anytime my family stayed in a motel, I got sick with sinus drainage...coughing, hacking, runny nose...

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At age six or seven, my feet developed an incredible allergy to grass....anytime I walked barefoot - which was always, in the summer, on the farm - the itching, followed by scratching the bottom of my feet as hard as I could, nearly drove me crazy. 

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Next came anorexia...I was 10 when I started hating my body. During high school and part of college, I would starve myself by eating tiny amounts of food, then feel too full, and vomit.

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Ten years after healing myself from anorexia, I was dealing with depression, crying all the time.  My doctor thought it was hormones and prescribed a med, saying, "You might want to take these until your children are grown."  I did.

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Next came menopause, and by the time it was over, muscles in my hands, arms, and legs were contracted, making walking and working problematic. 

 

​Then my dad died. I blamed myself, and others blamed me too. ​I felt separated from family and friends. My brain stopped working right, and I hated myself when I was asked to resign from my job. ​I went from making a decent living and having a life filled with friends and family, to only having my husband, making very little money, experiencing daily health problems, and not wanting to live any more.

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So, we moved to an off-grid homestead in the middle of nowhere, starting from scratch, with nothing except a recent bankruptcy and a little bit of cash in our bank account, and within weeks, ​​I was really sick with diverticulitis.

 

And after taking meds for depression for 15 years, I ran out of the meds. My husband and I were bickering every day...I felt I was heading toward my third divorce. My garden and fruit trees were dying. I had nothing, except too much time to mourn my father, regret the past, miss my children, and worry about my health and not having enough money. I didn’t want to live anymore. 

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My health magic was scraping the bottom of the barrel. All I had was a life full of lack because I had a mindset of lack. I didn't want to live anymore.

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I vowed to get my health back, and get rid of the fear and sadness I'd had all my life. 

 

So we moved to the house with the ley line vortex.

 

I learned about biofield tuning. I learned we are made of light particles, and that the space between all the particles of light is spirit - we are made of spirit. ​

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My ancestors started coming. I realized I was made of them, and began to heal them to heal me. 

My health magic grew; I was able to stay off depression meds, regained my health by finding herbs and supplements to balance my nutrition, and took time to exercise to build my strength and resilience.

 

But, in clearing my ancestral patterns, I came to love my ancestors. And, then I began to love myself enough to take care of my mind, body, and spirit. 

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The magic of our ancestral patterns - and our own old patterns - create the patterns of our health and emotions. Our magic - the spiritual energy of our biofield and of the universe - must be changed before our mind and body can be free to heal. 

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We are made of the light and spirit that all the universe is made of! We can have the magic of spirit - we can have the mindset of true wealth, abundance, success, and prosperity that is not limited to money, and learn to integrate those energies with our own energy. We can live truly magical lives!

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​Changing your magic - how you integrate our energy with the energy of the universe - changes your life, and that of your ancestors and your children.

 

​In clearing ancestral patterns for myself and my clients, I was shown there are 5 steps to fully integrating the magic of the universe in our own lives.

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And, I'd love to share those 5 Steps with you....