mirle acton

I was born in Arizona, a land that teaches you to feel before you understand. From a young age, I sensed what lived beneath the surface  the emotions in a room, the stories held in the land, the quiet things most people overlook.  As I grew older, I found myself drawn to animals. I worked for years as a dog groomer, connecting deeply with the sensitivity, innocence, and honesty animals carry. In many ways, they kept me grounded when I didn’t yet know how to ground myself.

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But even that connection faded during a period of my life when I became disconnected from everything  from myself, from my purpose, from the people I loved, and even from the animals who once felt like home. I was numbing pain, drifting through life, and avoiding what I didn’t want to feel. And then something happened that changed everything. In the middle of that disconnection, I heard a voice clear, unmistakable  call my name. It wasn’t imagination .It wasn’t wishful thinking - It was a turning point.

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That moment began the path that led me to Egypt, to past-life memory to remembering who I am, and to reclaiming the gifts I had been carrying since childhood.  But before I could step into any of that, I had to see the truth of my own life.

 

There were years when I was disconnected from myself  chasing freedom, numbing pain, using beauty as currency, and abandoning the parts of me I didn’t yet know how to love. In that time, I also disconnected from my children and the people who mattered most. These choices weren’t signs of weakness. They were signs of a soul in survival mode, trying to escape the weight of responsibility and pain.  Those years didn’t break me  They woke me ,and pushed me to new lands, doors would open and some how I would receive messages and having visions ,people started buying me flights and taking care of me , i felt like I was being sent  off to college and that my children gave  me the space to do it , I was taught  humility, accountability, and what it feels like to return to myself after losing my center.

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And how  powerful were the relationships I lived through. Especially the ones that abused  me, ridiculed me, or made me feel small. Those weren’t punishments  they were teachers. They showed me where I was giving my power away.  They revealed the parts of me that still needed validation.  They forced me to grow a spine, a voice, and a sense of worth that no one could take.  Some people awakened me by loving me. Others awakened me by breaking me. Both were necessary.

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Each relationship showed me something about sovereignty, boundaries, dignity, and the difference between merging and truly connecting. They helped me understand the architecture of human emotion the fractures, the patterns, and the hidden dynamics that shape how people love and protect themselves.  These were the initiations that shaped the work I do now.

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Today, my work is rooted in everything I lived, learned, and survived.  I read the energetic architecture beneath a person or place  the grids, the fractures, the memories, the distortions, the patterns that keep someone repeating the same story. I feel where energy is leaking, where trauma interrupted the natural flow, where someone is living from fear instead of truth. 

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I don’t fix people.
I help them remember themselves.

I don’t heal the land.
I help it exhale again.

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Whether I am working with a person, a home, or a piece of land, my intention is always the same:

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To restore coherence.
To return you to your center.
To remind you of the power you forgot you had.

Everything I offer comes from lived experience — from the truth I had to find the hard way, and from the gifts that opened the moment I stopped running from myself.