Marisol Miró Quesada, Healing Facilitator
The moment the drumbeat cracked me open… and the healer finally stepped forward.
The story of how I became a shamanic healer doesn’t start in childhood or trauma or training.
It starts on an ordinary day, pushing a bike full of campaign flyers with my young child.
I was letterboxing for a zero‑budget council campaign to become an elected member— determined to protect the place we loved — when I met a retired shaman completely by chance.
Later on she pulled out a drum.
She played one beat.
And everything inside me lit up. It wasn’t subtle. It wasn’t symbolic. It was instant — like a door I had been holding shut for almost fifty years suddenly blew open.
For weeks afterward, something ancient moved through me. I didn’t understand it, but I couldn’t ignore it. And then one day, without planning it, without thinking, I instinctively perform a raw, unprompted shamanic healing on my mentor, who didn’t like it and stopped mentoring me.
I was left alone — a mother, a candidate, a woman who had spent her whole life being “practical” — suddenly holding a spiritual force I had no idea how to navigate.
And right in the middle of this awakening…
I won the election.
So there I was: drafting policies, negotiating with managers, protecting the land we loved, raising a child — all while trying to understand why my entire inner world had erupted.
I tried to keep everything separate, stay logical, professional, grounded.
I tried to pretend nothing had changed.
But the truth was undeniable:
I wasn’t falling apart. I was coming close to my purpose.
So I followed the thread.
I trained in Himalayan yogic traditions, learning Kundalini Activation Process — a disciplined, grounded lineage focused on breath, awareness, and awakening the body’s natural life‑force.
I studied energy healing, exploring how the body responds when its own healing intelligence is activated.
I trained in shamanic healing practices, reconnecting with the ancient ways humans have always restored balance.
And through all of it, one truth kept rising:
My ability to facilitate healing wasn’t new.
It was waiting.
It had been there through every challenge, every leadership role, every moment of pressure — quietly preparing me to serve in a different way.
Now, with my council term nearing its end, I’m closing this chapter with clarity and peace. I’ve done what I came here to do. And I’m stepping fully into the work that has been calling me since the day that drumbeat cracked me open.
Today, I help people who are overwhelmed, stressed, sensitive, or carrying more than their bodies can hold reconnect with their own inner capacity to heal.
My approach blends:
· life‑force activation
· energy‑based techniques
· shamanic healing
· and the grounded understanding of someone who has lived through pressure, responsibility, and transformation
No “one right way.”
Just real, embodied healing for real, everyday people.
This work isn’t about becoming someone new.
It’s about returning to who you were before life got heavy.
And I’m here to guide that return — one session, one breath, one awakening at a time.