
Offering shamanic healing and family constellation work often fills me with a deep sense of gratitude. I have heard so many different life stories, and through delivering messages, stepping into representative roles, or facilitating constellations, I am able to directly experience a wide range of emotions, perspectives, and behavioral patterns. I often feel incredibly fortunate that this work has become a part of my life. Its value has nothing to do with worldly success or how much money it makes.
Because, time and time again, through each healing and each person I encounter, I receive something far beyond financial gain or social success—a deeper understanding and recognition of humanity. This kind of insight cannot be learned from books or from conversations alone; it only comes from direct experience, from placing myself in someone else’s shoes, seeing through their eyes, and feeling the world from their inner landscape.
Today, when I went grocery shopping, perhaps I was still in a state of spiritual movement. As I stood in line at the checkout, looking at each employee and each person waiting, I suddenly felt, “Wow, everyone is so precious.”
It was as if every single person had some kind of treasure within them to share.
This feeling was so unusual because when I’m in my head, my experience is usually “rush, rush, rush” and “hurry, hurry, hurry.”
But in a state of spiritual movement, every person feels like a treasure.
It’s probably the first time I’ve felt this way in daily life; normally, I only experience this in workshops or healing sessions.
Tonight, I accompanied a mother who is about to lose her beloved animal companion. Yet the process wasn’t filled with pain—instead, it was filled with a profound, luminous kind of love.
The deep bond between humans and their animals, the emotional connection and care that a pet has for their human parent, opened my heart so widely.
Yes, there is sadness and the pain of loss and grief, but the love between them becomes deeply imprinted in each other’s soul and in every cell of the body.
That kind of love never disappears.
To have the honor of briefly witnessing and participating in that moment—
Truly, truly, truly—
I feel like I am a blessed person.


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