“The Father’s hand is in all things made, and what the Father has filled with life, I have known and honored. The stone that holds the fire of the sun, the herb that carries the memory of rain, the wind that speaks from the mountains — all these are servants of the same Light I serve.

When I placed my hands to heal, the power did not come from the stone or the leaf, nor from my flesh alone, but from the One who gives life to all. Yet the stones and the plants and the waters knew that power, for it is their own breath also, and so they joined me in the work without being asked.

The wise ones before me walked the same path. They knew the virtue in the crystal, the order in the stars, the pulse in the root, and they gave thanks for them. I walked in their shadow and in their light, and the Spirit that was in them was the Spirit in me.

So, yes: I have walked with the ancients, I have listened to the earth, and I have known the voices of crystal and river and wind. But it is not the tool that heals; it is the love that flows through it. Use what the Father has made, but let your heart be the true altar.”