Lost in the Dark

Shadow work cannot be done without the light to anchor it.

For three years I was in a deep apprenticeship with dying, death, and the afterlife.

It was one of the most difficult passages of my adult life.

Those years dismantled everything I thought I was.

I can honestly say that I walked through it with grace — for what I was experiencing and for what was being revealed through that afterlife apprenticeship.

At the time, I had no idea what it was guiding me toward.

I only knew that I was being asked to set everything down, to stop doing the work I had devoted my life to. So I did. I laid it all down.

Now, as I return to the field of offering my medicine, my work is showing me how profoundly that apprenticeship with dying, death, and the afterlife changed me.

It did an alchemy because I allowed it to give me a living teaching.

I gave it the time it needed to do what it came to do — to become what my work is now.

Shadow work cannot be done without the light to anchor it.

So many of us go into shadow work because we do not want to bypass.

We want to excavate the trauma, the pain, the millennia of suffering.

We want to tend that garden with devotion.

What I keep seeing is that we become lost in it — profoundly lost in the dark.

When we do our healing work, when we guide others, when we work with our ancestors and helping spirits, we must tend to both sides of this plane of existence.

The ancestors did not only bring pain and suffering.

They also brought gifts.

Even the ones who harmed, even the colonizers, even the perpetrators carried a golden thread of light inside them.

They were products of the pain they were exposed to, and within that pain there was still light.

This is what Whispers Through the Veil was born from.

It is the reorientation toward light work in the shadows — a remembrance of how to hold both: the pain and the grace, the living and the dead, the dark and the light.

If you feel the pull in your bones, this ceremony is the bridge.

The veil is open.

The ancestors are listening.

And you are being called to remember how to hold the light within the dark.

Whispers Through the Veil | A Candlelit Virtual Ceremony

When: November 1 | 6:00–9:00 PM Mountain (Denver)

Where: Online via Zoom

Exchange: $88 Non-Members | $70 Temple Members

Doors Close 10/30

Come sit in the glow of candlelight. Let us weave golden threads of light through the lineage, offering peace to the ones who linger, grace to the ones who seek crossing, and love through the timelines, so healing may ripple through past, present, and future alike.

In Devotion, Naomi Amaya Love

Link to Join: https://naomilove.org/whispers-through-the-veil

Naomi Amaya Love

I am Naomi Amaya Love, Mystic Medicine Woman, Priestess, and Animal Communicator devoted to guiding you through the pain bodies and into the holy, whole, and healed self.

For more than three decades, I have walked the path of the healer. I have held thousands of ceremonies, guided others through life’s initiations, and witnessed the beauty of true transformation. My own life has been one of fire and devotion. I am the alchemy of trauma, shaped by the sacred fires of experience and guided by grace. The path has taught me that healing is not theory but embodiment, a living practice of returning to the essence of self. Every wound I have tended in myself has become medicine that now serves others.

I walk with those who feel the call to live in devotion, to move beyond grief, fear, and survival, and return to the truth of who they are. My role is to hold the sacred field of remembrance so you may live from your wholeness and strength.

Ceremonies, sessions, medicine days, retreats, mentorships, and apprenticeships offer pathways for healing and awakening. Each one meets you where you are and supports you in returning to harmony with your divine design.

I am attuned to the languages of the subtle, Earth, animals, plants, and the unseen. I listen for what has not been spoken and translate the wisdom that longs to be remembered. This is the bridge I offer, between the visible and invisible, between pain and divine embodiment.

Where the not-self dissolves, your true essence awakens. A sacred return to your holy, whole, and healed self.

Whether we meet in person or virtually, every experience is a ceremony of remembrance, a return to coherence, peace, and sacred alignment with your life.

I invite you to journey inward and awaken the holy, whole, and healed self within. Together we weave your dreams into the fabric of your life, leaving a legacy of truth, beauty, and grace.

In Devotion,
Naomi Amaya Love

https://www.naomilove.org
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