Author: nataliebotero

The Angels are very real and practical loving helpers, and anyone can learn to hear them. As they are with us always, in every moment, they are intimately involved in every aspect of your life and deeply love you and seek to help you with absolutely everything. I simply tune in and ask them what they would like you to know, and transmit the loving words, guidance, comfort and insight that every counselor hopes to, with a little more help from above.

Clinical talents lie in trained skills as a listener, who listens to and loves the feelings and needs behind the words. and the Angels say, “We have a passion to uncover needs and how to meet them, and feelings and how to treat them.”

For deeper exploration and more profound healing, the frequency of your sessions is key to a more successful therapeutic processing where results are seen and felt the most. This can be a slow process. Readings that are scheduled regularly turn into one-on-one counseling sessions where a good relationship is nurtured and time is taken to heal the right way, as the both of you employ her additional skills as a clinician as well.

SPECIALTIES also Include….

Relationships, Love, Commitment, Dating

Philosophies of Life, As Above So Below, Mediumship, Spiritual Issues, Meet your Angels

Authentic Self, Life Choices and Purpose, Follow Your Bliss, Heartache Syndrome Wounds and Healing, the Highly Sensitive Empath, Healing Practitioner Mentorship

Career, Work, Finances, School, Business Owners

Empathic Counseling for Issues such as Grief, Loneliness, Depression, Family of Origin, Physical Pain, Heartbreak, Disappointment, Mortality, Loss, Stress of all Types, Uncertainty, Fear, Fear of Success and Happiness, Scary Transitions in Life, Changes and Decision Making

Natalie Botero, M.A. holds a Master’s Degree in Professional Counseling and in her practice blends psycho-therapeutic knowledge and technique with an accurate psychic intuition to clarify personal issues to help you make the best choices in your life. Very accurate and specific guidance is given with details that are undetected by most conventional therapies and come from her years of experience immersed in her passion of helping people of all walks of life.

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Rhyming Simon the refugee…..

A romance that is completely

Secure emotionally

 

From living our dangerous lives

To end, vanquish, what exists in a fire

The Wartime Prayers

Of a perpetual fire

 

The family line of this perpetual abuse,

Of owning our time

The rubble, the refuge

 

I reckon an owning time

To charge the one

With the fucking brother left

For a dime.

 

That one trick of another mother is no longer mine.

 

Here now went Rhyming Simon

Still doing over time

The things he finally said,

He put forth what this world

Went to sleep for.

 

An old romance from another time.

 

From the perpetual abuse

From those girls in Puerto Rico

From his boy and his troops

 

Now where in this world do we go?

The exchange of love for an ego?

 

The one trick roll of the Negro

 

A tribute with a smile, to the powers that do know.

Let me tell you, boy,

You better rhyme

 

Better rhyme with another Amigo.

 

Burrito lady times,

Armchair Devils sitting time

What does this world still need,

But another Mandego!

 

It may be time to review

Your informative view.

What point in time

Do we need another rhyme?

Excuse me brother, but I’ll take another, too!

 

Save the romance of a past life’s plan

Save the Earth from divorce.

Tell her she said to us up in Heaven

Oh man, it could’ve been worse.

 

Never addicted, a woman evicted

From the soil of this Earth

A father who once was a walking wound

Found her and gave to her birth.

 

Our child does rewind

For life they are hard wired

Don’t you see, your Pop and your Mommy

Were understandably tired.

 

A deep romance

For they took their chance

Deeply in love

And inspired,

                    By you, by you

Little mother, my son

Have grown in a Graceland of fire

Grown from grace of his own

And loves his daddy with ownership

And writes his mother a poem.

 

And the rhyming refugee

Walks back to Galilee

Finally, finally admired

Finally from us did he flee

 

He climbed up to

The nasty fellow upstairs with affairs

That loving creator of me and you,

And the holy world of despairs

 

Late in the evening

Oh, that father’s not deceiving

With another rhyme

That Will only, that will only

Keep us beatin

Down the tune

For the world we’re mistreatin

 

Oh nasty, oh nasty

The boy and his patsees

Keep singin and marchin

With the saints and go fartin

Until the young man,

Knee deep in the sand,

Prays and demands

That they are set free.

He recuses responsibility

As one of the three.

 

 

 

 

You may think a relationship is about working hard, but you’ll find it’s about taking breaks. Rethink, rearrange and even reverse your original expectation. 

Oftentimes,  

Men are superior at things. Women are superior at things. 

We need not let the fight to control hold us back from each other. If the conversation leads to accusation, we are ready to run without arriving somewhere. We know the fact that those things happened. In solving problems of psychological struggle, knowing what happened to us in the past and learning our theories of why we are the way we are needs to go further. Discovering our particular wounds and issues, next we’ve got to arrive to some insight on ourselves that is truthful, and next find a way to release the root of our insecurities about ourselves or ideas of what we may feel life to be like. Our “story” is one thing, but it can’t follow us our whole lives. 

In the “world” of codependency, here’s a distinction: are you motivated to change to better yourself or are you motivated to change the other person? Because we exist here not without rights to represent us. We are all given Divine rights. When we thwart another’s free will or relinquish our own, we are in grave violation of Divine Will.  

Your partner and you have the: 

• right to exist, right to be here

• right to feel, right to your own feelings 

• right to be supported 

• right to happiness 

• right to your own will, right to be your own inner authority, right to be respected 

• right to be accepted as you are   

• right to create yourself in freedom 

• right to your own beliefs 

When we are forced into blind obedience, we develop ‘shoulds’ in life. Our inner authority is part of the expression of our unique individuality. 

The “need” for permission starts in childhood, and it is imperfect, and as an adult you feel imperfect for it. Thus, submission makes us feel safe, until someone betrays us, and we realize that we’ve betrayed ourselves. To say this would be the antidote: “God gives me the permission to do things the way I want to do them, or rather, I grant myself the permission to do things the way I want to do them, and God supports me. My originality can soar, and I learn to lean on myself more. I do not need to wait on something outside of me to give me the go ahead on a decision.” 

Ask yourself before you put this in your partner’s hands: “What brings ease?” Do you see achieving ease between you and your partner as a true underlying need? 

Not needing anything but the moment. Then we will naturally flow back to one another, though we have been connected the whole time. 

Containers of crisis… 

Peace, by creating a space, and by the deliberate effort to make it happen, let us enter the blinding light of the portal. 

Fun (As an Adult) 

Absorbed in the moment between surprise and embarrassment. I must be an adult with a monitor in my head, that shakes at the moment’s noisy music and the things I did. 

Impressions 

With an impression I get……..um. I rather meant inspired. I just don’t know what it says or what to do — hold it in to where it resides within myself, savor my sinking precipice, or again….say less. 

Age 

My age I rather not tell,  

                                       Because it is bigger than me. 

Mercy  

My addiction. Sharing it with someone on the street sharing it with God. 

Peace 

The Confessor gives us the best job to do. When the truth is told, it is best exhaled, setting you up, pissing you off, then setting you free.  

Thanks 

A free pass out of the hologram of important sins to conquer. Not fair at all, in line with life. An omittance of the judgment behind smiles. An admittance of joy everlasting, that hasn’t been felt in quite a while. 

Romance 

The romantic we need, how to receive the forearms and hands of God—yes, by all means permissible, surely needed, hiding inside our regal rare hearts. He only warns of time’s passing. He will start a fire, over and over, before you decide when you die.   

Compassion  

….is the cure to ache. And for some, it aches constantly, a mission compass to the heart it broke. Healing that form of love takes a mission. 

A Good Marriage  

Your integrity shines and you don’t see the light.Your light shines and you don’t see your integrity. 

Self-Work 

“What is the reward for working on myself?” 

Everything you want. 

It is better than a job. 

It is your life’s work. 

It earns no paycheck more than a life, because it finally is one.