Diary of an Earth Daughter: A Visit to HeartStone House

.Beginnings.

How could I have known that I had masters in my class, ones that were so full of heart, unconditional acceptance and compassion, ones that would draw me to inner worlds of new truth and of Love. Not the sappy romantic stuff, nor some lofty ideal of how we think we are supposed to conduct ourselves. This Love is Source in action. A living energy and magic in which each of us is composed. Our spiritual DNA, origin, some call it Presence, consciousness. I call it Love with a capital L. And somehow, I was lucky enough to have a couple attending that were oozing it. Not long after I met them, it was clear that my role as “teacher” was relative.

Pat and Norm. They enrolled into a series of workshop intensives I taught a few years back at ZuZu’s Healing Arts. The Heitmann’s, like Z and Rebecca, whom I met through Pat and Norm, are rare specimens these days (but hopefully not for long). I refer to the four of them as, “My Mainers”, and as you may know residents of Maine have a reputation all their own. Sturdy, resourceful, stoic, practical. Nothing much ruffles them: not the first snowfall in October, and not several feet of it falling over and over during the course of any given winter. Nor did they blink an eye at the prospect of driving five or six hours in a day to take a workshop with me. Therefore, it is no surprise that spending time with them is grounding, nurturing, reassuring, like laying back on a warm heap of leaves on a late autumn afternoon, soft sun lulling you into a daydream of mossy glens and bubbling streams. They take you as you are, shine light on all the best of you, and remind you to laugh, to take in stride life’s moguls; the knicks and battle scars you’ve collected over time only make you more intriguing. They keep it real. They are ones  you can’t help but want in your life, they are easy to be with and you feel good around them, really good. I can count on two hands the number of times I’ve actually been in the same room with them, but like many exceptional things in life, a little can go a long way. So, yeah. Lucky me!

Norm and friends reading Stones and Bones in my class at ZuZu's.

In class: Pat, third on right, and Norm first on right.

.Connections.

Pat and Norm have a knack for bringing others together, too. And that is how it came to pass that I met Z and Rebecca. And how Z and Rebecca met each other, too (but that is a story for another day). Maybe it’s something in the air up there in those mountians or just a simple natural law of like attracting like, but Z and Rebecca hail from the same capital L. Universe. Hugs, not handshakes are the greeting given. Guests are family. A sign in the living room invites you to “Make yourself at home.” And you do believe your hosts mean this. A current of honest caring and warmth envelops you. I had a profound healing or I think the better word is opening, while I was there. It was an unraveling of an old story line that required I shield myself against other human beings as a normal course of action. Tales of a wounded past, no longer pertinent, dissolved. Armor was removed and I was offered an opportunity to feel what Love without strings felt like- simply as a vibration of Life. It was much bigger than either of our hosts- it was more that they acted as conduits, conveyors of this force and it radiates, pulses, reaches out and wraps you up when you are in their proximity. Moreover, I felt myself able to absorb this Love and let it flow through me. Now nearly a month later, I am aware that this shift continues on and has taken root.

Z & Rebecca, My Mainer Masters. 

 

And here we thought this road trip was about talking soul bowls, burls and pizza making!

I can only hope the videos and photos here do HeartStone House and her stewards justice. For this installment, we highlight Z and his story as wood whisperer, pizza wizard, and craftsman extraordinaire. He’s been fast tracking his healing journey these past few years and has such a lovely joy and peace about him. A heart the size of the Grand Canyon, and with a generosity you won’t find in many, he is a special guy.

Rebecca, a true Renaissance woman, mother, healer, and ok, let’s just say it, Goddess incarnate, requested to stay behind the scenes- she almost got her wish- you’ll see what I mean in the video! She’s asked us back to visit over the summer, and you can be sure we will feature her then in her own issue.

May you enjoy your visit now as much as we did. And welcome to capital L. Universe.

The entrance to HeartStone House

A sculpture comissioned by Z for Rebecca.

Rebecca's now grown childrens' skates adorn the porch.

Main(e) living space.

Gong + bunt pans = impressive percussion experience. Workshops are held here from time to time.

Luscious light filled sanctuary.

Z and Rebecca.

Believe, indeed.

Birch hearts and stone.

Mantle with lanterns.

Still life sparkle.

Tranquility.

HeartStone House mantra.

This sentiment sits by the House phone.

The House namesakes are plentiful....

About to begin a morning stroll.

Only in Maine??

Sticks to roast the marshmallows.

Insert Pizza.

Z not only makes the pizza, but made the pizza maker!

Even Buddha hibernates.

Z and friends built the meditation house, much of it with wood from the site.

 Beauty in the details.

Enter.

One of the resident buddhas. Not pictured but so enchanting, a fireplace!

Corridor to an Otherworld.

Pat & Rebecca warming by the woodstove. almost time for pizza!

 Chef Z.

Pie in the Sky. Steve captures the action.

Steve setting the interview scene.

My boys, Niko and Steve: creative forces, tech wiz's and co-adventurers. Big thanks for all their help. Nothing better than having them along for the ride! And...I was moved to create an Aromatherapy Sacred Mist in honor of Z, Rebecca and StoneHeart House. It is named, Heart (of, course). You can find it right now in my Esty shoppe, the Magic Apothecary.

My boys, Niko and Steve: creative forces, tech wiz's and co-adventurers. Big thanks for all their help. Nothing better than having them along for the ride!

And...I was moved to create an Aromatherapy Sacred Mist in honor of Z, Rebecca and StoneHeart House. It is named, Heart (of, course). You can find it right now in my Esty shoppe, the Magic Apothecary.

 

~~Before we part company, if you would like to contact Z you can do so at:

floorman25@msn.com/www.zopherwoodart.com

~~Pat & Norm Heitmann host gatherings teaching about the Akashic records & offer private sessions blending Reiki w/Akashic work:

akashicexperience@tds.net

~~If you would like to have Steve produce your vlog or create a stunning promo piece, show for your business, or video for your website reach him here:

steve@creatingtelevision.net

 

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Until next time....

 

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay