Throughout this lifetime there have been many places that have been sacred to me. Some of them have been in houses of worship while others have been in Nature. As a child I even viewed libraries and books stores as sacred spaces. As I write this I realize I still do.
I am fortunate that each day I get to work in a sacred space. It's the Healing Room in my home. Shortly after my day begins I enter the room to pick up the Healing Book so that I may focus on sending prayers and distant healing to those listed on its pages.
Throughout the day I work with clients in the room. Reconnective Healings, Reconnections and Akashic Records readings are done there. Amazing things go on in the room. Many of which I will never divulge because, for the most part, whatever happens or is said in the Healing Room room remains there unless the client wishes otherwise.
Every time I enter the room I feel a sense of peace. It doesn't matter what is going on around me. When I enter the Healing Room all is well. There have been times I've been tempted to go in , shut the door, and stay there. By the time I've taken a couple of breaths in the room the feeling usually passes.
I've never seen a client leave the Healing Room without a smile on their face. Some have walked out of the room looking years younger than when they walked in. Many report that their burdens and pain have been left behind.
I am grateful that I get to have such a space in my home. It has enriched my life beyond measure. And it is an honor and pleasure to share it with others.