As I drove home through the mountains of Connemara, the landscape seemed to breathe with memory. The mist rolled across the hills like whispers of the past, and I found myself reflecting on the stories and wisdom the land holds for all of us - past and present. Each mountain, each stone wall, each quiet lake feels like an ancient witness to the unfolding of our lives.
I thought about the powerful energy of connection that our soul carries - threads of love, resilience, and experience passed down through generations. We are not separate from those who came before us; we are the continuation of their hopes, their choices, their dreams.
This past weekend, I had the honour of holding sacred space for our Ancestral Healing Retreat - a gathering of beautiful souls who heard the quiet calling of their hearts to heal the pain of their past. Whether they arrived with conscious intention or a deeper, intuitive pull, each one stepped into the presence of their ancestors with reverence, curiosity, and courage.
As the weekend unfolded, the energy within the group began to build - layer upon layer of emotion rising to the surface. We felt the intensity of sadness and loss carried through time, the joy of remembered connection, and the deep wisdom of those who walked this earth before us.
There were tears and laughter, silence and song.
There were moments of deep release when ancestral wounds long held in the body and heart finally found their way into the light.
And there was a profound stillness - a sacred pause - when the energy of our ancestors seemed to gather around us, as if to say thank you.
The air itself felt charged - alive with remembrance and healing.
It was as though the ancestors were leaning in, guiding us gently toward the breaking of old patterns and cycles that no longer serve our evolution.
Through the healing energy, meditation, and shared intention, we could feel the lines of healing travel both backward and forward in time - transforming pain into peace, and silence into love and acceptance.
What struck me most was the sense of belonging.
In the safety of our group, each person felt held - not just by the circle of participants, but by the loving presence of those unseen.
The retreat became a sacred weaving of generations - a bridge between what was and what is becoming.
As I watched the faces of each participant soften and their eyes light with clarity, I knew that this work is not only personal; it is collective.
When we heal ourselves, we heal those who came before us and those yet to come.
Driving home through Connemara’s winding roads, I felt immense gratitude. Gratitude for the courage of every soul who said yes to this journey. Gratitude for the ancestors who trust us to continue their story. And gratitude for the Earth herself who holds every footprint, every tear, every prayer we have ever offered.
We truly are the dreams of our ancestors - living proof of their endurance, their love, and their hope for a better world.
And as we continue to heal and awaken, we become the dream for those who will one day walk in our footsteps.
A Reflection for You
Take a moment now to pause, close your eyes, and breathe gently into your heart.
Can you feel them - your ancestors walking beside you?
What dreams did they once carry that now live through you?
And what healing can you offer back to them with your love, your presence, your light?
An Invitation to Continue the Journey
If this reflection speaks to your heart, I warmly invite you to join us for our next retreat:
🌿 Return to the Heart
🗓 24th – 26th April 2026
💫 A journey of coming home to your true self through play, presence, and spiritual connection.
Over this beautiful weekend, we will reconnect to our inner joy, power, and soul essence, awakening the light that lives within us all. Together, we’ll create space for laughter, reflection, and renewal — returning once again to the heart of who we truly are.
Sharon Fitzmaurice