Tag: love
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Know Your Divinity
Your Living Goddess Emerges There are prayers that arrive through yearning, and there are prayers that arrive through grace. This one came to me in its entirety on waking — in 2008. I remember that morning as if it were folded in light. The words flowed effortlessly, like something ancient remembering itself through me: Know your Divinity,…
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Holding the Light: Reflections on Jane Goodall’s Passing
When I received a message of gratitude from a friend who had seen my posts about Jane Goodall, my heart stirred in a way that surprised me. My response to her felt almost instinctive: “It’s the least one can do.” Because when someone like Jane departs this earthly plane, something profound happens. It is not only…
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Understanding Timelines
We Don’t Shift Our Location, We Shift Our Identity! When I first heard about shifting timelines, I wondered if shifting timelines meant entering an entirely new place—as though the universe would carry me to a different Earth. But as my journey has unfolded, I’ve become more familiar with how it feels to shift my timeline.…
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Shifting Timelines: Holding the Resonance of Love and Light
Personal Timeline Shifts If you’ve ever wondered what it feels like to shift from one timeline to another — or to rise into a higher resonance — you’re experiencing it right now. These are not abstract ideas; they’re living realities unfolding in our very cells, our relationships, our workplaces, and our communities. Perhaps you’ve already…
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The Healing Power of Kindness, Compassion, Forgiveness, and Support
Over the weekend, I had the pleasure of witnessing something truly beautiful in my Living Grace workshop/retreat—women supporting each other with open hearts, sharing their stories, giving generously, and receiving with grace. It reminded me yet again of the sacred power that kindness, compassion, forgiveness, and support hold in our lives. These qualities are not merely niceties…
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Art is Life and Life is Art
The day I declared, “I am an artist,” I unknowingly did something that would unexpectedly open a gateway, not in the outside world, but deep within my inner landscape. That doorway gave my spirit, my imagination, and my heart permission to rise, to move, to express without apology. When I hear myself say, “My canvas…
ELIZABETH ELLAMES 