The Sacred Power of Jewelry:

A Spirit-Led Story of Loss, Letting Go & Divine Return

For me, jewelry is more than just an accessory—it’s a sacred adornment, a talisman, a portable altar piece. Each item I wear carries energy, intention, and memory. It’s an extension of my spiritual essence.

Jewelry has a way of drawing kindred spirits to me—sparking those instant, magical “I see you” moments.

As part of this Spirit-Led Journey, I intentionally chose the pieces I would bring, cloaking myself in symbols of protection, remembrance, and love.

But life, as it often does, had its own plans.

On the very first day of our trip, I lost some of my absolute precious family heirlooms.

On the very first day of our trip, I lost some of my most precious family heirlooms.
My diamond engagement ring from Erick.
My dad’s blue sapphire ring—a gift from my mom.
My favorite copper earrings made by my son.
A handmade copper ring from Erick.
A shiny pink heart necklace a friend gave me after my father passed.
And a few other sacred pieces I had worn that evening in Williamsport, PA.

Now… let me tell you how I pack my jewelry—because yes, I have a process. Clear plastic bags for visibility, color coordination, and keeping like-with-like. I actually spend time imagining myself at each event, visualizing the energy of the day, and dressing with sacred intention. My jewelry isn’t just about style—it’s about storytelling, about who I am, and who I’m becoming.

So when I look back, it’s fascinating that I chose to wear all of those pieces on Day One. In hindsight, it felt so unlike me… but I trusted my intuition. Something nudged me to wear them all. My higher self was already whispering: “This is part of the journey.”

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I had to make peace with the loss.
There were tears, yes. There was grief. These weren’t just pretty things—they were infused with memory, legacy, and love.

But Spirit was teaching me surrender. Teaching me to let go.

One afternoon, during a session at The Heart Center, I was reflecting with a client on what it meant to be a Goddess then vs. now. We talked about adornments—how sacred jewelry once symbolized power, presence, and purpose. I remembered how years ago I was called to create a jewelry altar space—an Art + Studio bar inspired by a magical stop I made in York, PA before the Fairy Festival. A place where we could design and wear our divinity.

And it hit me again: this loss was not punishment. It was a divine initiation.

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You see, Spirit had already shown me a formula for dressing in alignment.
Not for beauty alone. Not to impress. But for spiritual attunement.

One day before a special event, my guides said,

“Today, we’re going to show you how to dress for spiritual success.”

They gave me a step-by-step download—from my earrings to my toes—on how to choose pieces, oils, scarves, talismans, and even power words and colors for alignment. I called it “Getting Ready the Heart-Centered Divinity Way.”

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And then… the miracle happened.
On the very last night of our trip, we spontaneously decided to stay one more night—back where it all began, in Pennsylvania. As I unpacked my things one final time, something caught the light just right.

A sparkle.
A shimmer.
And then—I saw it.

Tucked deep inside a secret compartment of my medicine bag. A spot I didn’t even know existed.

There, in a ripped area, was the little plastic bag holding all my sacred jewelry that I thought I lost. Every single piece—my father’s ring, my son’s earrings, Erick’s gifts, my heart necklace—everything I thought was lost forever.

Here’s the wild part:
I had gone in and out of that bag at least a dozen times during the trip. But this time, the light hit at the perfect angle, illuminating the treasures hidden inside. That sparkle cut through the dark gray lining like divine light breaking through.

It had been with me the entire time. secretly squirreled away to be unearthed back to me after I had surrendered to the lesson.

Earlier that week—still processing the grief and loss—I had drawn the REBORN card from my Inner Alchemy Oracle deck. A card that carries the energy of springtime renewal which was very fitting for our Spring time vacation. A card whose meaning echoes my very name Renee in French: Rebirth.

I didn’t know then what was being reborn. I just have always stayed open to the message and the miracles that come with this card as well as this time of the year.
But now I do.

This was a resurrection story. A journey of release, of grace, and of trust. And detachment.

Only when I made peace with the loss…
Only when I truly let go…
Did it all come rushing back.

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I had such incredible awe—and a heart bursting with gratitude.

So yes, while my name means Rebirth.
I have also always believed in the divine choreography of Spirit. And this time was no different.The Universe had tucked my treasures away for safekeeping… until I was ready to see them again. And see them I did-In a very new and brighter light.

Sacred Adornment is more than style. It’s soul work.
And the pieces we wear—just like the stories we carry—are never truly gone.
They live within us, waiting to be reborn. From days gone by, to this very moment. This is US, and our Stories must find ways to be told.

“These are a few of my precious heirlooms returned to me displayed beautifully on a ancient piece of bark I had found in my Dad’s Green house shortly after he passed. His blue sapphire ring jutting out like an eye of protection”

(If you’d like to learn more about the Heart-Centered Divinity way of getting dressed for soul alignment, Email me at reneeguidelli@frontiernet.net and I’ll send you a sacred sample ritual.)

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