A personal reflection on sacred recalibrations

I come to you this week not as “teacher,” but simply as a woman on the path…
one who has been walking with tenderness and slow healing in the inner chambers of the heart.

The truth is, I’ve been in a process lately.
A quiet, sacred recalibration.

I’ve felt a bodily command to surrender even more deeply to the Mystery. Old griefs are transmuting through me in new, multidimensional ways.
I’ve been called to greater softness.

What has been coming forward for me is the theme of heart healing.
Not as a task to be completed or fixed, but as a living spiral—a return, again and again, to the tender center.

This healing hasn’t been linear. It hasn’t always been fun. But it’s been real, and in many ways, more intensive than anything I’ve moved through in recent years.

The setting is that I’ve asked to have all of my Seeing and Knowing opened, I’ve asked to have my DNA to transmute from carbon to crystalline. I’ve asked to be in 5^th Dimensional consciousness ALL THE TIME.

(Be careful what you…) Well, basically, this is taking some adjusting on every level.

What I’m being shown is that for all of my requests to happen, I need to make certain changes.

From January through March it was my womb that was talking to me. No more pushing at the computer! it screamed through the pain and congestion I was feeling in my pelvis.

I heard the message, put myself into several deep astral healings, and I made the changes. Literal physical life changes that I’ve stayed true to. My womb is calm now, and free of pain. I’ve exhaled with a kind of “phew, dodged a bullet that really could have lodged there, and just in time.”

Now, my heart is speaking. No more shallow breathing! No more multitasking! No more running on adrenaline! BE HERE NOW!

Wowza. I mean, it has gotten my attention through some scary-ass symptoms that have no diagnosable component ~ and believe me, I’ve gotten checked.

All the guidance, from the Marys and the Pleiades, as well as my own clairvoyant Patricia, is that this is ENERGETIC, not physical. All about heart OPENING and love EXPANSION… including for myself.

And yet the physical expressions are there, as my insistent Geiger counter telling me when I’m in a relaxed zone and when I’m in the zone of too much tension. They are guides for how I can adjust. And there seems to be no going back to old ways now. That’s it.

I’ve been reminded—by Spirit, by the guides, by my own soul—that healing is not a destination.

It’s a rhythm. A breath. A willingness to stay present.

And so this week, I simply want to say:
If you, too, are feeling tender, raw, confused, or in between…

You are not alone.
You are not failing.
You are not behind.

You may be—like me—being re-bloomed. (Did I mention that my last name, Rigoglioso, means “flowering, blooming, or verdant” in Italian?)

And sometimes the most sacred thing we can do is soften.
It may be that we need to let the tears come. It may be that we need to step back from the proving and out of the hamster wheel. And allow the spiral of healing to take us home.

I offer you this little window into my own process, as a hand reaching out in the dark,
as a whisper that says: I see you. I’m with you. Keep blooming.

With love on the spiral path,
Marguerite