Dakini Shiva Shaman and Healer

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

22/10/2025

How Mother Nature Makes Her Colors 🌿

Ever wonder how Mother Nature creates her colors?
She doesn’t paint — she vibrates.

Every hue you see is energy made visible — the whisper of chlorophyll, the pulse of minerals, the kiss of sunlight meeting water and air.

The greens come from life itself, from chlorophyll singing its photosynthetic song.
The reds and purples, from anthocyanins — nature’s way of protecting her beauty from too much sun.
And the yellows? Carotenoids — pure joy captured in pigment, reminding us that warmth and light always return.

Each shade is a conversation between the elements — earth, water, fire, and air — blending until balance is born.

So next time you walk through the garden, remember:
You’re not just seeing color.
You’re witnessing the earth’s heartbeat made visible. 💚

21/10/2025

🌸 The Dance of Yin and Yang 🌸

Two flowers, side by side — neither reaching, neither competing.
They simply grow together.

In Taoist wisdom, love is not possession.
It is harmony — two energies choosing balance, rising in their own rhythm, yet feeding from the same sun. ☯️

True connection is not found in holding tightly,
but in allowing the other to bloom freely —
rooted in the same Earth, touched by the same breath of life.

🌿 When we learn to grow with rather than around,
love becomes the most natural thing in the world.

20/10/2025

🌿 Huachuma — The Medicine of Change 🌿

My Huachuma plants are changing color again — shifting through shades of green like the skin of the Earth herself breathing. Some say it’s just the light, the weather, or the soil. But legend says it’s the medicine forming… and I believe that with all my heart. 🌱✨

Huachuma — also known as San Pedro — is a heart-opening plant teacher, an ancient cactus spirit that teaches love through awareness, and strength through surrender. Even when not consumed, her energy is medicine. Just being near her invites you to soften, to listen, to remember your connection to life.

When the plant changes color, it mirrors the phases we move through as humans. Some days we are vibrant and open, basking in sunlight. Other days we dim, retreating into stillness, brewing wisdom in silence. This too is sacred. 🌤️

Like Huachuma, we are always becoming. Every challenge, every heartbreak, every rebirth changes our shade — deepening our medicine. The transformation doesn’t always look beautiful from the outside, but beneath the surface, alchemy is at work. The spirit of growth is quietly preparing the next expression of who we are.

So when I see my Huachuma glowing in different greens, I see the reflection of my own soul — evolving, expanding, learning to carry both light and shadow as medicine.

You, too, are medicine. Every phase of your life is sacred — the bright, the dark, the in-between. Trust what is brewing in your own being. 🌵💚

17/10/2025

16/10/2025

✨ Why I call the Taoist Massage a life-changing experience ✨

Because it’s not just a massage. It’s an awakening.
It’s a moment where the body finally exhales and remembers its own language — the language of trust, pleasure, presence, and energy.

Taoist Massage isn’t about technique.
It’s about truth.
It’s the meeting point between your breath and your essence… between what you’ve hidden and what is longing to be felt.

In this space, you don’t just relax —
you return.

You come home to yourself.
To your pulse.
To your aliveness.

And once you’ve felt that… nothing inside you stays the same. 🌸

— Dakini Shiva

14/10/2025

Did you know?

Metanoia comes from the Greek word metanoein, meaning “to change one’s mind or heart.”
But it’s more than just change — it’s a deep inner shift, a turning of the soul toward truth, healing, and renewal.

It’s what happens when we stop running from ourselves… and begin to listen.
When pain becomes wisdom, and endings become gentle beginnings.

Metanoia isn’t dramatic. It’s sacred. 🌙