4 Enduring Teachings from a Dearly Departed Energy Healer

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I pulled four Tarot cards that embody some of Kirsten’s greatest teachings and have included several quotes below from the book she gifted me, The Mythic Tarot by Juliet Sharman-Burke and Liz Greene.

May these symbols and messages be of benefit.

Ace of Cups

“The Ace of Cups heralds an outpouring of feeling, although this feeling has not yet differentiated and emerges as raw, vital and often overwhelming. The individual is ready to embark on the journey of love.”

Allow—Kirsten would enunciate the word with devotion, humor, and wise knowing.


Allow, more than accept. Let it be, more than let it go. Allow feelings to flow, to come and go. Don’t resist, reject, or deny, lest those intense, ignored emotions get buried in the body, in the muscles and viscera, to be dealt with in a more difficult manner later.

Knight of Cups

“Often the Knight augurs a proposal of marriage, or an experience of falling in love. Sometimes, on another level, he implies an artistic proposition, a relationship of another kind which is no less exalted and idealistic.”

Kirsten once told me the remarkable story of how she met and married her first husband—and how they separated and divorced and eventually married again.

She was a woman who loved life and loved herself. This was clear from the essence of her being. She was incredibly present and had that rare ability to make everyone feel special and deserving of being heard.

Her highest form of art was how she lived, the way she moved, and how she spoke and comfortably embraced silence. We could all aspire to be more like that: here, now, loving, listening, creating.

Eight of Wands

“The Eight of Wands heralds a period of action after delay or struggle. Travel is sometime implied, or a clear stretch of fruitful activity, where the imagination flows unchecked after anxieties and tensions have been overcome or resolved.”

The imagery of this card, a ship in full sail with dolphins playing in its wake, is appropriate for Kirsten, who was a voyager, someone who sailed across the ocean with her partner in her younger days.

Born in Denmark, she was a graceful global citizen who split her time between Australia and Guatemala, with many stops in between. May we all cultivate the buoyancy and confidence that this card represents on our journey through life.


“Iris, guardian of the rainbow, suggests the potential for harmony and cooperation resulting in a good relationship or happy marriage. We are challenged with the issue of learning to develop a balanced heart.”

By the time I met Kirsten, she was in her late 60s and the epitome of balance—always looking sharp, balanced, and poised, yet calm and relaxed. Grounded, yet connected to the sky.

She had learned to develop a balanced heart, not too open or closed, just right. And she taught others—subtly, intuitively—through the example of her own life, how to cultivate a balanced heart, and how to stay centered, compassionate, and present, regardless of the circumstances.

My life is better for having known her.

Thank you, beloved friend. I love you. May you be free.

Our Lives are Better for Having Known Her.


“Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.” ~ Gautama Buddha

A beloved sister, mother, healer and friend has died.

She could be free now from the cycles of birth and death and rebirth. Yet all who knew her know she will be back. She won’t stop helping and healing those who need help and healing in this dimension. We will meet again, and we will feel it when we see her in many forms.

It seemed like she would be around, in her humble, kind, wrinkled, gray-haired, natural form forever. And she does live on in the lives of countless people around the world whom she touched so deeply with her simple, loving presence. Including me.

Earth grandmother, tireless masterful energy healer, panther, woman with the red shoes and fabulous red glasses, Danish, Kirsten–pronounced Keer-sten not Curse-sten–an inspiration who felt like everyone’s best friend.

A Bodhisattva walking the Earth plane, she left her physical body at sunrise in Melbourne, Australia on Sunday, February 4, surrounded by loving family members. After a long, eventful, international life, after decades spent as a healer and lightworker, after a shockingly intense cancer, her body dissolved in a matter of months. Suffering has ended and transformed into liberation.

She floated on higher realms yet humbly brought us her soulful eyes and boundless love and quiet joy and comfort with silence.

I had several energy healing sessions with Kirsten over the course of the past few years. Her work was quiet, soft and subtle. Yet it shifted things in me profoundly; it helped me in ways I don’t fully understand even now, yet. After each session, we would sit together silently for a few moments. Her gaze poured out loving compassion. I usually cried at that moment, releasing tears, letting go, expressing gratitude.

After the last session I had with her, about a year ago, she had a stack of books she was giving away. I asked her if I could have the Tarot card deck and book from the pile. Of course, she said. They’re yours. I was thrilled, since I’d lost my previous deck several months prior. Now I cherish those cards more than ever.

Kirsten’s favorite word, and action, was: allow. She would say is with such devotion, emphasis and wise knowing. Allow.

She was an inspiration. She is an inspiration. She was an angel. She is an angel.

A stunningly beautiful ceremony was held last evening in her honor. It was 1 Kame in the Mayan Calendar. Death. Transformation. The beginning and the end. Also Valentine’s Day, better known at the Day of Love, Friendship and Care here in Latin America. A perfect celebration of her life, held in the powerful Tara Temple space where so much potent positive energy resides.

A special woman with an immense heart is soaring up into the pure white light from which she came. A gathering of friends old and newer sat together in circle and sang and cried and spoke softly, passing burning sage around as a talking stick, sharing sweet stories, memories, true poetry from the heart. Laughter and sadness co-mingled.

Wise flower of
Calm, quiet joy.
Her love and energy
will stay with us always.

And now, I know this is what I want said of me, when I die:

My life was better for having known her. She enriched my life with her kindness, compassion, love, laughter and presence.

That is all. That is enough.

Mahatma Kirsten, Santa Kirsten, beloved Bodhisattva Kirsten: we will always love and miss you. And thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

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