Sally Sunshine Reiki

04/15/2026

Hi my lovelies, golly gosh the year of the horse is def galloping along quickly!! I hope you are comfortable in your saddle, have a tight but loose grip on the reins, and are enjoying the adventures & mysteries & delights along the way!
For your Reiki sessions, I have a few spots left in May, see below ~ please message me and we can get you booked in, thank you! 🩷💛

* Fri 1st
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* Fri 22nd

04/15/2026

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Living Awake

It begins with an ache, a deep-belly
breath, a cup of hot tea on the sun-soaked deck.

It begins with a prayer said aloud
to the empty kitchen, space enough to hear
the want beneath the want beneath the want.

It begins with a thank you
for what is, a remembering that all
of it is temporary, none of it guaranteed, every
last bit of it precious.

It begins with slowing to the pace of silence,
then getting closer, closer
than you have ever gotten before. Then even a little bit closer. To breath, river, heartache,
sunlight. Because, as Yeats said:

“The world is full of magic things
waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

It begins, always, with a moment fully allowed.

It begins over and over and over again, new, every day—
with the courage to persist, to do it differently, to walk
the way only you can walk. The courage
to stand all the way up for what holds and heals, to fiercely declare that enough is enough—no more excuses, no more holding in or back, no more pretending
to be small, damn it. Because you are not small. You have never, ever been small.

And God, how this sleeping world needs your bigness.

It begins with picking up the light
and dancing with it all night long, vowing
to never put it down. And then scattering it
like seed to every hurting heart.

It begins with a thank you for what is, a remembering
that all of it is temporary, none of it guaranteed—

every last bit of it precious.

~ ©Julia Fehrenbacher:
www.juliafehrenbacher.com

[Art: Elena Wuest]

04/15/2026

Night Blessing

May the night gather you
gently into its mystery and stillness.
May the moonlight make its way to you,
resting lightly on your thoughts.
May your dreams be woven
from that silver light,
thread by tender thread, forming
something to hold and nurture you.
May what felt heavy
begin to loosen, what felt distant
draw a little closer.
And as you drift,
may you be carried into
a place within yourself
that remembers how to rest.

✍️ Rivers in the Ocean

04/15/2026

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The Tiny Joy Project

04/13/2026

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The rain taps lightly on the roof of an umbrella and someone says,
listen to the rain

while someone else smiles and says,
listen to the music.

It is the same sky,
the same water falling,
the same soft drumming
on temporary shelter

but one hears the downpour,
and one hears a song.

The soil settles between our fingers as hands sink into earth and one finds grit,
whilst another finds grounding.

The ocean folds, as its waves crash hard against the waiting shore, and one sees chaos, whilst another sees beauty.

Because maybe the music never came from the rain at all.

Maybe the music and the beauty and the grounding comes from the quiet, tender truth that we do not see the world
as it is.

But as we are looking at it.

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A new poem that I wrote for my Patreon a couple of weeks ago. A reminder for a new week that - when it feels like the world isn't what we hope to find out there - we can still look at our own little world in a way that brings more calm, less chaos.

Becky Hemsley 2026
Lovely artwork by Maria Quezada

04/13/2026

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Morning Blessing

May this fresh new day
be free from yesterday’s doubts.
May it be whole and unburdened,
like a wise teacher placing
new stories into your life.
May you not hurry past them.
May you be present and
feel what is unfolding
without judgment.
And within each moment,
may you find enough depth
to meet yourself again.

✍️ Rivers in the Ocean

04/11/2026

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"Good morning! As the sun rises today, let it remind you that each day brings a new beginning, a chance to reset and embrace the present. Just like the dawn gradually lights up the sky, allow yourself to wake up gently, trusting that you will find clarity as the day unfolds. Take a deep breath and let go of yesterday’s worries. Today is a clean slate, and with calm and steady steps, you can move toward your goals, no matter how big or small. You’ve got everything you need within you—just let it flow naturally."
Rivers in the Ocean

Artist: Vesna Delevska

Paired by Whispers from the Heart

04/04/2026

💚 💜 Happy wandering and wondering and trusting the path forward!! 🙌 😊

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There is a kind of magic that comes with not knowing exactly where you’re going. Just wandering for its own sake, something I often do both in the world and in my own mind. I love to explore the quiet lanes, the untrodden paths without having a sense of where I want to end up,.

Society encourages us to move with purpose, to set goals, to know our next step - which is often a necessity in a male-centric world. The world asks for certainty, for direction, for the neatness of a path well-planned, yet as women we are messier than that. And yes, there is an art to wandering—a way of being in the world that embraces curiosity over certainty, movement over arrival.

Many cultures have long understood wandering as a sacred act. The mystics of old—desert hermits, Celtic pilgrims, the Sufis and the poets—walked not to escape but to seek. In Japan, the wandering monk (komusō) would play the shakuhachi flute as a form of meditation, his journey itself a spiritual practice. In the Romani tradition, movement is woven into identity—a way of life that embraces the road as home.

To wander is to trust. It is to listen to the subtle pull of the unseen, to recognize that not all answers come when we demand them.

In life, we are not always given clear directions. There are seasons where we must step forward without knowing where the road leads. The wanderess understands this, and moves not because she is lost but because something inside her tells her there is more to see, more to know, more to become.

Maybe you are in such a season now—on the threshold of change, unsure of what comes next. If so, I offer this: Do not fear the wandering. There is wisdom in the unmarked path, in the slow steps taken without rush. The world reveals itself to those who take the time to see it.

And sometimes, the only way to find where you belong is to first allow yourself to roam.

“Woman of the Wild”
Mixed Media
2016

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04/03/2026

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03/31/2026

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03/31/2026

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Morning Blessing

Patience
May this morning greet you gently,
like a letter arriving without urgency.
May patience settle within you,
like green shoots growing slowly to meet this world.
Let your thoughts move at their own rhythm,
like a river learning the shape of its banks.
Trust what is not yet ready,
as blossoms trust the hours before they open.
Hold your intentions lightly,
like a bird resting briefly between flights.
And as this day unfolds,
may you discover that waiting, too,
is a vital part of becoming.

✍️ Rivers in the Ocean