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My Heart Speaks


First published in Sibyl Magazine April 2019

I often bring myself back to the fact I’m a spiritual being having a human experience. When I consider spirituality, I don’t see it as separate from my physical journey on this earth plane.

In fact, embodying the whole of my mind, body, soul and heart empowers me to experience life in all aspects. For I am the child, teenager, adolescent, adult, woman, mother, sister, friend. I’m also the healer, the nurturer, the seer, the star child, the wise sage and shaman. I AM ALL THAT I AM.. a child of God, connected within a stream of light, born of love, conceived of light and intended to experience all that IS.

Today’s a beautiful warm day here in Australia. The sun is shining, and I’m sitting outside enjoying its warmth. I’ve asked for inspiration and received so much more.

Today, I’ve been greeted by a dragonfly, had a ladybug land on me, enjoyed the hungry chirping of newborn birds in a nest in one of my trees. Had a colourful butterfly fly around while my gorgeous little dog Maggie slept on my lap while we rested for a short time.

These were my inspiration for this article, which I’m delighted and thankful for. Seeing the dragonfly was quite unusual for it generally flies near water. The Dragonfly symbolises change, transformation, adaptability, and self-realisation. This change has its source in mental and emotional maturity and understanding the deeper meaning of life.

It’s been a long, long while since I’ve seen a ladybug and the ladybug is the embodiment of luck, good fortune and prosperity leading one to experience the joys of life and living life to the fullest.

The butterfly is also about transformation, change, joy and colour. Laughing do you see a theme here?

The last time I saw newborn chicks nesting in a tree was when I was a small child, and I can only imagine it meant my hopes and dreams were ready to take flight.

My journey of fifty-eight years on this path has not always been easy. In fact, there have been multiple traumas throughout my life. On reflection, these have served me well in my vocation for I connect from a place of knowing and compassion, and my gentle soul is always intact. I’ve been inspired to share that our past is just that. Don’t let it define you, allow it to shape your experience, for our quest is to embrace love and allow the authentic truth of our soul to emerge.

Throughout my journey, I’ve come to understand it’s the simple things that bring me the greatest of joys, and simplifying my choices brings me peace and happiness. As I listen intently to my heart and walk a path of ‘feeling my way’ rather than ‘thinking my way’, I’ve released so much indecision and tension creating more harmony in my life.

Life is to be lived not accumulated. We have the innate abilities to create and manifest a life well lived. Recently, I found a quote online. Unfortunately, the author is unknown, and I’d love to share it with you.

“Life is like a piano. The white keys represent happiness, and the black keys show sadness. But as you go through life’s journey, remember that black keys make music too.”

In closing, embody all of you, seek within and allow your heart to express and light your path. From experience life in its simplicity will create from one synchronised moment to the other. When we’re present, we will notice the signs and take heart from those gifts, and happiness will be our reward.

Until next time,


Maria Lacey was born in Australia and has travelled extensively overseas being led by visions, dreams and spiritual guidance.

An award-winning author of a personal and spiritual memoir, One Path, Many Lights. Maria writes about life (the human and spiritual path), the adversity, learning, musings, and triumphs.

A successful entrepreneur with over 20 years in her own business, Maria humorously states, “I am my greatest case study.” Maria is a qualified Counsellor, Hypnotherapist, Reiki Master Teacher, Spiritual Teacher, Meditation Teacher, Sound Healer, Channel, Author and Speaker.

Maria feels passionate about restoring hope into the hearts of many.

For further information about the author go to:

Maria’s first book –

Inspiration – I’ve Never Really Been a Beige Person


Inspiration, I wanted to talk about inspiration this week.

It’s been a very satisfying week. I’ve managed to action and finished my to-do list, and have been privileged to speak at my local spiritual centre and local business centre.

Inspiration comes to us in many ways. For me, it’s everything! Every breath, looking out and in nature, the sounds of the birds trilling outside my room. My gorgeous puppy when she looks up at me with her beautiful eyes, eager to play. Even, when I’ve fallen, and past hurts and challenges, and then the signs of hope that appear in such a simple way like, a white feather or dandelion floating around me.

Recently, I’ve had three consecutive experiences with a bright green grasshopper, not so commonly seen these days. The third was my puppy Maggie bringing one to me, intact mind you, and dropping it at my feet. Do you think I needed to take notice? Definitely, and I googled the spiritual meaning, and it indeed was inspirational.

All these experiences whether miraculous or challenging have created a magnificent tapestry of my life, and how exciting and colourful! Smiling, I’ve never really been a beige person.

The accumulation of life’s experience is how I walk my path because I love to dive in deep and also enjoy skimming across the water for a different view.  My life is my inspiration for it enriches me as a person, and with faith, the stories can be shared to support, and bring hope into the hearts of those willing to listen or read.

A beautiful colleague of mine came to my recent business talk and afterwards shared how she loved the fact when I was speaking, it was like having a conversation. She didn’t feel talked at but felt included.

Another beautiful soul messaged me after my talk at the spiritual centre and wrote, “Thank you for the talk on Sunday. It hit home for me in a big way. Keep up the good work.”

Sitting here in my sanctuary writing, I feel a gentle warmth of gratitude filter through me. Thank you, thank you, thank you I whisper to myself. So grateful to be walking this path, and thankful for you reading and inspiring me to write and share on this platform.

Until next week,


Maria Lacey was born in Australia. She has travelled extensively overseas being led by visions, dreams and spiritual guidance.

Maria writes about life (the human and spiritual path), the adversity, learning, musings and triumphs. A successful entrepreneur with over 18 years in her own business, Maria humorously states, “I am my greatest case study.”

Maria is a qualified Counsellor, Hypnotherapist, Reiki Master Teacher, Spiritual Teacher, Meditation Teacher, Healer, Channel and Speaker.

Maria is currently writing her second book about her spiritual travels overseas.

For further information about the author go to:

Maria’s first book –

Coffee and Cheesecake

Have you ever had someone say something to you and you thought, how did they know that about me?

On this occasion, I was attending a weekend conference and one of the attendees who I’d only just met stated as I was leaving.

“Make sure you go and have a coffee and cheesecake this week Maria.”

My head turned sharply towards him. I was a little taken back and nervously laughed because cheesecake was actually my favourite dessert and how did this almost stranger know?

“Why?” I asked. He said,

    “Because you work hard and you deserve it!”

Smiling curiously at him, I said goodbye as I made my way to the carpark.

It was Monday, and I’d finished my morning seeing clients and that afternoon I’d planned to write my newsletter and do some well overdue bookwork, but for some reason, I kept hearing his voice in my head. Make sure you go and have a coffee and cheesecake this week Maria.

I’d tried to shrug it off, but the voice only became louder. It happened to be a beautiful sunny Autumn day so rather than keep to my schedule I decided to listen and head up into the mountains.

I travelled through Silvan a well-known farming district and picked some brightly coloured fresh flowers from the growers, then drove into Monbulk a delightful country suburb, thinking I’d catch up with friends and then we could walk to a local café and enjoy a coffee and you know it, cheesecake.

Monbulk was busy, and there were no available car parks. That seemed so odd as it was only Monday, not typical for this quiet country suburb of Melbourne. So, I continued and cut across the mountain.

Reaching Olinda, a quaint little place, I immediately found a park. Hooray! This was meant to be. After parking, I strolled along the main street casually popping into stores and browsing.  Now stopped in front of a wine bar, I thought maybe they would have coffee but then had the realisation they probably wouldn’t have any cheesecake. So, turned away and decided to go to a café across the road.

Was about to step off the path onto the road and felt a warm breeze past my left shoulder and twisted to my left to see what it was. My eyes were drawn to a sign saying The Pie STOP. I stood at the curb then thought, maybe they will have coffee and cheesecake.  

With anticipation, I walked along the street and up the stairs and through the doorway, to my right was a beautiful cabinet with a big delicious cheesecake inside. Smiling to myself I happily walked towards it, and a friendly mature-aged woman served me as I ordered, yep you’re onto it, coffee and cheesecake.

When sitting at a quiet table nearby, I pondered then thought,

Really Maria you don’t even feel like cheesecake right now. Coffee oh yeah, but not cheesecake.

My thoughts were doing their thing, you know having a private conversation. I looked up to see someone that I loved very much and had been apart from for some time. My daughter came walking down the stairs. She immediately noticed me and to both of our surprise we came together in a loving hug.

It still brings tears to my eyes recalling that day and of course the beautiful stranger at the conference who was the messenger. Did he know? I have no idea, but I’m incredibly grateful I chose not to ignore his message, nor the signs along the way that gently nudged me to that very moment.

Looking back, I see how easily it could have been to guilt myself into doing my bookwork and writing my newsletter. Then, persisted in finding a carpark in Monbulk and never ventured onto Olinda.

Feeling grateful I chose not to overthink and flow with the energy of that day, which seemed to show me the way.

I mean really! Coffee and cheesecake brought me together with my estranged daughter, and you know what? Maybe, I had been working hard and did deserve it.