Introducing My New Custom Product Line - Flower Child!

Flower Child is a line of custom body + healing products, made just for you from wildcrafted herbs.

Imagine feeling totally welcomed by the forest. The air, so sweet, speaks to you, whispering ancient secrets whose time has come again. The soil, beneath your bare feet, caresses you, sensually bringing you closer to the ground. The trees, the forest around you, stand tall and strong, yet their spirits surround you, guiding you to your courage. The wildflowers beneath you, sing, a sweet and playful melody that brings you closer to your femininity, your goddess essence.

I've been guided to create a sacred contract with the forest, the ocean, the flowers and the soil. To make from them, create from their essence. To bring their very nature into this world to heal and soothe, to empower the young women of today to reconnect to this place - the place where wild things roam.

This summer, I move to nature. And with that comes a whole new product line from Waves of Fire. 

It's called 'Flower Child', and it's a line of custom lotions, tinctures, flower essences, teas, body oils, and chakra opening remedies, that are designed to reconnect young women to the forest, to the ocean, to the flowers - and ultimately, to themselves.

Imagine feeling this connected to the ocean + animals

All products will be crafted from wild harvested herbs (meaning they're better than organic - they're completely wild + in tune with Mother Nature's cycles), as well as organic oils and local beeswax. Wild herbs have potent medicinal and spiritual powers, much like crystals. Each product will be created first and foremost with the healing properties of the herbs in mind, and will be woven together by prayers of intention and gratitude.

The freedom that comes from knowing you're in tune with the magic of earth

This is how it works:

When you sign up for the program, we'll sit down (via skype) for a chat, just like I did for my crystal necklaces. In this way, I'll feel out your energy, and get a sense of what potions may be good for you. Perhaps a heart charka salve? Maybe a total body exfoliant that is both grounding and will make your skin glow?

After that, you'll receive a box every month in the mail - containing 2 products I've made JUST for you. You can either be totally surprised, or put in an order for a certain product, like an organic face lotion, or an aura cleansing mist. 

You'll also receive a photograph of the plant, as well as an invocation to the plant spirit's essence. Before you use the products, you are asked to connect with the plant, by invoking it's spirit through the prayer I've sent you. This ensures that you'll receive all of the medicinal potency of the product you're about to use. It also serves to reconnect you with the forest, the ocean, and the flowers, as well as the plant spirits and fairies that come along with your products. :)

This is what the results will be:

• You'll experience clearer skin and a glowing complexion (I noticed the difference after only a few days of using my first rose face lotion)

• You'll feel more connected to the elements, the moon's cycles and rhythms, and the fairies. You'll feel more comfortable meditating with them and asking them for help in your daily life. 

• You'll be able to replace all of your old body products that may contain chemicals with organic, high vibrational ones, that come directly from the forest. 

• You'll have more energy, and feel more grounded. Connecting with plants, while intaking their physical properties does that :)

• Every morning and evening, you'll be able to indulge in luxury organic products to take care of your skin and body with. Talk about self-love! Yummmmm :)

• You'll simply have a deeper connection with nature.

Sounds like something you'd LOVE? 


Then please e-mail me at igniteyourtruth@gmail.com to get started! There are a maximum of 15 spots available. Flower Child is a 4 month long custom program, super affordable, and payment plans are available.

The first orders go out in June!

Happy Earth Questing!
xo Beth


You are at complete balance with the world around you. You are a natural beauty inside and out. You are a true daughter of Gaia, and she has blessed you.

My Most Intense Post.. Ever (Ps. I was a Whale)

Vulnerability. Standing in my power. How do those ideas interplay? More than that, how do these ideas turn into reality, concepts we live and breathe every day of our lives?

Vulnerability.

Power.

When I started Waves of Fire, it was my intention to be vulnerable and transparent with my audience, with the world. I had been through so many times of intense crying, anger, and sorrow - waking up to the world. But I wasn't seeing that turbulence being honoured in the writing and work of so many life coaches, authors, and teachers. Where was the honesty? The vulnerability  Did these people not cry too? Not feel pain at all the abuse happening on this planet? In the beginning, I often felt like I was doing something wrong. Shouldn't I be happy all the time on this new path? Am I not controlling my thoughts well enough?

When I began blogging about my personal life, I decided - as hard as it may be to come out about the challenges I was facing, it was needed. The world didn't need more people projecting an image of perfection. The world needed warriors who would show the bumps and bruises they got along the way.

When we're fully in our truth, fully engaged with Spirit, life is a miracle. It's amazing. And peaceful. But we fall out of that. We get influenced by other's energy. We fall into our pain bodies. We overeat to numb the pain of animal abuse we can feel in our bones. We watch TV shows to avoid the pain of remembering that last news article we saw, of yet another oil spill. And at times, we let it all hang out and cry, cry, cry, for all of those in pain. For the earth, for the animals, for the people, the living dead, who sit there, doing nothing. Pretending. Ignoring the call.

I've learned that standing in my power means to honour these things. These realities of 'pain'. To honour that a part of my being is extremely heartbroken to witness forests falling, factory farms, and war torn states.

But along this path, I've come to know why I care so much. I've come to learn why I am so affected by news of environmental and animal abuse. I've come to believe in things, remember things, that I would once have deemed impossible - crazy even. And it all started to make sense.

As I continue onward - I'm learning to be even more vulnerable. Last week I pulled a card that said - "What would you do if you had one week to live?" - Among the thoughts were the understandable 'Call everyone and tell them you love them' - but something else came up.

I realized, I would write. I would write about what I believe. What I remember. What I'm unsure of but am starting to understand. I would tell the world what I believe in, when all the doors are closed. When I'm on my own. And it's no small thing.

But it's important. It's important for me to acknowledge what I'm about to write to you. It's important because my honesty has a chance of setting someone free. Of helping someone to believe in magic again. Of helping those beautiful light workers to remember why they came here, and just how important they are.

Listen as I take you into the depths of my soul.

Please, come with me.

HOW I SEE IT

At this time in my life, with the experiences, psychic + intuitive, physical + emotional, mental + indescribable that I've had.

I was a whale in a past life. In many past lives. An orca to be exact. I have dreams about them often, sometimes a few times a week, sometimes not for months. When they show up, I know to pay attention. Recently I had a dream about moving to Vancouver Island, and orcas were in it, guiding me, encouraging me, confirming what I already knew to be true.

When I was 11, I was in a gift shop - and they were playing music. Suddenly, some whale sounds came on. Something happened to me, and I fell into a trance. I said to myself "I feel like they're calling me" - but my rational mind kicked in just a second later and said "Don't be ridiculous".

I felt embarrassed, even in the confines of my own mind, for feeling that deeply about something my logic deemed silly.

Later on, I came to know, the sounds they were playing were those of the orca.

I've had moments of intense sadness and grief. Missing my family of the sea. I remember leaving. For this world of the humans. Knowing that the work that needed to be done would be most effective on land. Knowing that, as my fellow brothers and sisters were dying because of what was happening on earth, I needed to transition. I couldn't do anything more from the ocean, I had to take the body of a human.

I remember, deep within my being, asking them never to leave me. Agreeing to these lifetimes as a human only if the spirit of the orca was with me at all times. They agreed.

Yes, I realize how this sounds to the average human being. But to be honest, this is what is real. This is the truth. Life really is this magical and bizarre and wonderful and extraordinary. Allow yourself to believe it.

In posts to come I will keep going. What else do I remember? And more importantly, what do you remember? What can you allow yourself to recall? What depths of your soul have you closed off, because the outside world says it's too deep, too dangerous to explore?

Where do you come from? Who are you?

Til next time,
xo Beth

The Most Magical Evening of My Life - The Story Continues

{This post is a continuation of the story that began here, which chronicles my adventures in Hawaii. Please read it before continuing :) }

About a week after the adventures of the Blue Room, I was standing in the kitchen at Noniland. The sun had set, the darkness had descended, and I was making some toast, preparing to have a quiet night in.

Lucie, a young goddess I'd connected with, who was also staying at Noniland, walked in and asked "Are you coming to the fire?"

I had overheard Nick inviting her to a fire earlier in the evening, but had no plans to attend or inquire about it, yet at that moment, Nick popped his head in to the room and motioned - "You two" - and quietly walked away, indicating that we were to tell no one else about the gathering.

Intuitively I knew it would be some kind of Goddess ceremony, but I had no idea I was about to experience one of the most magical nights of my life.

As Lucie and I walked up to the top of the property, with teas in hand, we were invited into a sacred space of transformation, of depth. The campfire we were to sit at was framed in by a dragon-like looking piece of wood, which Nick explained, had an incredible story behind it. He shared it with us, though I will keep that part of the evening only to those who were there. Some things must be honoured by silence.

The fire started, as Nick gathered odd twigs and wood he could find scattered around the perimiter of the circle. Lucie and I were amazed to see the bonfire light up, feeling the full power of fire. At that moment, I realized what I was really conveying with the name "Waves of Fire" - fire is not just a word, but a powerful energy that commands attention, yet gives, gives such a heat and a glow that you are entranced by being in it's mere presence.

Nick began to tell us a story. Using nothing but a drum and his voice, he took us on a shamanic journey. As I laid back in the grass, gazing at the crescent moon and stars, listening to the crackle and feeling the heat of the fire, I felt truly honoured to be alive. I felt close to my ancestors, who for centuries, shared their evenings in the simplest, yet most profound of ways. Storytelling. Around a fire.

Magical hand warming under the stars and night sky

The story Nick lead us through was ancient. It was of a hunter and his horse, galloping around the world in search of treasures for a King who could not be satisfied. In the end, the King dies and the hunter is set free, looking and feeling more alive than ever.

After the story was told, we were instructed to enter a deep meditation. Nick then walked away, leaving the girls to connect with whatever had just happened. In front of that fire, I heard thoughts at first. I observed the chatter, and hoped to be able to connect to stillness more deeply, but wisely, letting it all go and enjoying the moment just the same.

As I gave up on any sort of deep meditation occurring, something happened. Gradually, and yet, all of a sudden, I could hear Spirit.

This sort of clarity and connection has only happened a couple of times in my life. 

And this time, Spirit said "I am the space" - and a total feeling of complete peace and understanding overcame my body. I understood that Spirit, God, Divine Intelligence, was the space in between. The void in which all things can be created from. A friendly yet empty place, a place we don't typically explore in our physical world. The space.

As Nick returned, he lead us through a dialogue of what that story really meant, and how it related to us. Our egos, our wisdom, our awareness, and ultimately, our depth of being. I didn't tell anyone about my experience with Spirit. I just let the energy of that moment carry me through into a bliss I felt sure of.

Coals burning from the last of the fire that night

As the night ended, Nick, Lucie and I created a circle. And we prayed. We prayed to allow love into our beings, and we prayed for the healing of the world. During that profound time, Nick said something I will never forget. He said:

"Can you imagine all those people, right now, whose thoughts are wrapped up in 'What do I have for lunch?' 'How can I have enough money for that?' 'I gotta brush my teeth' and 'How am I gonna go about doing this, such and such?'

Now feel what happens when you align your thoughts with God. 'God I surrender my heart to you. Thank you for loving me. God I love you, thank you for loving me. I surrender my heart to you, I surrender my heart to you."

I realized - We would live in a different way. We would live in a different dimension. I felt so expansive, so peaceful, yet so powerful in that moment.

I knew I had just stumbled upon a secret. An obvious secret, but a secret none the less.

When you orient your thoughts to how big and profound all of this truly is, something happens. You transcend the world you were living in, the nightmare as Nick calls it, for freedom. But you can only do this through big thoughts. Expansive actions.

I ask you now, dear reader, how can you orient your thoughts to be bigger and more in line with love in this moment? Maybe the term God doesn't work for you. Maybe you word it differently. It doesn't matter. The point is, rather than asking yourself what you're going to have for dinner.. 5 times.. you reorient and say, pray:

"I love you God (Spirit, Universe, etc), thank you for loving me. I surrender my heart to you. Show me the way"

And you will be guided. Guided into a world you can only dream of. But you'll get there. And it will be amazing.

{The story continues next week}

How to Lose the Weight - (And it's FUN!)

I first heard about Sarah Jenks through one of my favourite power women, Nisha Moodley.

Sarah's energy intrigued me right off the bat. Her authenticity oozed through every word she wrote, every photo she released. In the world of online women entrepreneurship, there's a lot of mentors telling you that they can help you. From my intuition skills, and just general vibe-feeling ability (which all of you have), a lot of these people are just not in a place of truth and self-love. But Sarah is. And that's what makes her so refreshing.

Check out Sarah's free Live More, Weigh Less training here. Photo by Abi Q Photography

Sarah is a mentor and an inspiration. She coaches women to lose weight, not through dieting, restrictions, or intimidating plans, but through LIVING! That's right - this woman is all about fun and breaking the rules and oh my god HALLELUJAH that there's a voice out there right now that's championing this movement of listening to the joy, not the struggle.

Her philosophy to losing weight, is not actually focusing on losing weight.

Her focus is on doing all those things you've wanted to do, but won't until the weight is off.

Like approaching that guy first, like starting your own business, like telling that person how you really feel. She encourages women to just do it - and I can't express how important this is.

You see, when we tell the Universe we're now in the place to do what we've always wanted to, it responds. We get to start living our lives NOW. We get to fall in love with life. And when that happens, our world begins anew. We learn to live. We learn to trust. And the weight... it simply falls off.

We're not hiding anymore. We're in our power. We're the goddesses we were meant to be.

Sarah just released a FREE Live More, Weigh Less video training, and I invite you to check it out here.

I love this woman. Happy joy following!
xo Beth

The Best (Vegan) Scalloped Potatoes In The World + A Recipe for Vegan Butter

Omg. These scalloped potatoes. I am just in love heaven with cream thinking about them. Except they have no cream. Or cheese. Or dairy period. Which makes them super rich and delicious, but totally not heavy. Believe me, I ate a lot of these babies at our Easter dinner, and didn't feel that 'Ohhhhh no.. I feel so bloated and lethargic' feeling.

The cheese sauce is what makes them UNREAL. And by cheese sauce I do not mean cheese sauce. But we'll get to that in a bit.

My roommate / bestie and I were trolling the web the other day for some recipes we could create for our family Easter dinner. We landed on a vegan scalloped potatoes recipe that initially sounded complicated, but was actually pretty easy.

We also made some substitutions based on what we had, and my aversion to soy.

The original recipe is posted here, we followed all of the instructions save for 2 things:

• We subbed the 'earth balance' for homemade vegan butter, which I'll share the recipe for below. This was used to create the 'cheese' sauce, along with potatoes, carrots, and coconut milk.
• We used full fat coconut milk instead of the soy creamer. 

And ohhhhhhhh MAN they were so good!

Kai's hand preparing the final layer of potatoes.

So without further ado, here is the recipe I created for the vegan butter to be used in place of the 'Earth Balance' (because this and many other vegan butters have GMOs and alot of other crap I'm just not a fan of):

Vegan Butter

1/3 cup coconut oil, softened

1/4 cup raw macadamia nut butter

1/4 cup (or more to taste) nutritional yeast

1 tsp of tahini (optional)

A pinch of celtic or himalayan salt

Mix all ingredients in a bowl, and let stand in the fridge, or a cool area, for 30 min. 

Enjoy!

xo Beth

The Blue Room - The Sacred Aspect of Fear

{This post is a continuation of the story that began here, which chronicles my adventures in Hawaii. Please read it before continuing :) }

The descent to the water's edge was steep, and all of a sudden, things got silent. Not just physically silent, but deeply spiritually, and energetically silent. It reminded me of walking into a centuries old European cathedral, the sacredness infected you, and deliciously demanded respect.

After undressing into just a bathing suit, I jumped in.

It was a complete and utter shock, I couldn't help but laugh. I felt as though a million crystals had just blasted me, and bliss became me. 

As we swam closer to the darkness however, a sense of fear crept up. Stories Nick had shared of mythical 7 foot reptilians called the Mo'o inhabiting the caves started to penetrate me.

Thanks to http://www.jeanandabbott.com/ for the image

As I kept moving and swimming around, Nick invited me to swim into a more gentle cave, off on the side. With his encouragement, I felt shaky confidence to keep swimming into the shimmering, blue aquatic den. The ancient mineral formations were only a foot or two over my head, and the dazzling blue water was unexplainably bright for the lack of sunlight that could reach the cave.

As I was making my way back to the shore, I saw a clear and distinct shape in the water. It was unmistakeable - not a shadow, but a clear, crisp, vision of something lurking below. And that's when I freaked out.

Flailing, all I could do was say "Help me, help me, help me" in a panic to Archangel Ariel, the goddess-like angel who is the most connected to the environment and animals.

After frantically swimming back to shore, I began to feel better. Despite, actually, because of the fear that was brought up, I had just had a totally sacred experience. The cave exuded a dark, cold, mysterious energy - one that was not unkind, just distinctly different to anything I'd ever experienced before in waking life. It brought out fear in me so it could be washed away by the primal waters, by the cave's depths, by the void.

I'll never know whether that shapes I saw was simply a rock, or something much deeper, but I do know one thing. The vision of that scene will be forever imprinted in my memory.

{The story continues next week}

Visiting the Void - The Story Continues

{This post is a continuation of the story that began here, which chronicles my adventures in Hawaii. Please read it before continuing :) }

It had been a few days since the break up, and although I was in a space of acceptance and welcoming the new, I was going through moments of sorrow, that hit me unexpectedly, as the waves do the shore.

I walked downstairs to the promise of company in the kitchen  I'd been finding enormous comfort in the presence of others. Their laughs and light hearted energy reminded me to stay in the present, and assured me that no matter where I was in the world, I could find community.

Nick, the wise, loving, and distinctly unique co-founder of Noniland was juicing up a storm with 2 of the other guys at the farm. After spending a few moments with them, my inner guidance told me to admit that I was sad, as I had been feeling extremely low energy that morning.

A shot of the adventures to come, by David Mertl on Flickr

Without hesitation, Nick replied: "It's about the stories we tell ourselves, you can tell a sad one, or a happy one." He reminded me that when I think certain thoughts, I emit a certain frequency, and that frequency attracts all the other thoughts in the world that are vibrating on that level. This can be of enormous help if you're thinking wonderful, positive things, but if you're on a sad tangent - you inevitably end of attracting all of the other energy that's on that level as well. This is one of the reasons why it's so hard to get yourself out of a dark space - when you've gone too far in, you're not just dealing with your own energy, but that of the world's as well.

He suggested I begin to master my mind, and think "I am a happy, healthy, strong, sexy woman who lives the best life ever!" over and over in my head until I felt it in my body.

I took his advice and instantly felt better. Knowing that I wanted to be around people, he then invited me on an adventure, that I now feel, truly changed the course of my life - we were to go to the "Blue Room"

I didn't take my camera to the Blue Room, but this is it as pictured by Hawaii Revelead

The Blue Room is an ancient series of fresh water caves, shrouded in mystery. I was told that the Navy had done sonar tests to see how deep the caves went, but could not find out. Their sonar simply never bounced back. When I heard this, I instantly thought "portal". These caves are truly a portal, a vortex of sorts, that lead to who knows where. The void, perhaps. But they were sacred, and they were beckoning us.

Upon arriving at the Blue Room, we were greeted by a sign that stated only one Hawaiin word - which I can't recall anymore - along with it's meaning "to treat as sacred".

Climbing to the ridge, the caves suddenly opened before us, and the feeling of awe was like none I'd ever experienced before. The energy was damp, cold, yet alluring. Deliciously dark in a way that caused me to want to know more.

Before descending into the cave, Nick cried out an ancient Hawaiian chant - I didn't know what it meant, but as he was doing it, I felt a powerful surge of distinctly masculine energy rushing back to us, telling us we could enter. It felt as though a series of ancient Hawaiian elders were guarding that place, ensuring it be respected and treated with dignity.

"That's a chant asking permission to enter", Nick explained.

Ah, of course.

And so... we descended.

{The story continues on Thursday}