Intuitive Painting Workshop with Janick Lemieux – Open Heღrt Soulutions


Next class starts in July 2015

What: Intuitive Painting Workshop with Janick Lemieux – Open Heღrt Soulutions

Who: For people who would like to unleash their creativity, reconnect with their own intuition, and silence their inner critic. No prior artistic experience required – you only need a will to connect to your inner truth and passion.

Why: This is a not traditional painting class, but a journey of intuitive and creative discovery where the focus is on your inner-self, not the end-product. Your paintings will never be critiqued or compared to others. We will ignite your spirit and open you to the creative flow within yourself. And, the experience will give you the means to tap into & apply your creativity to all areas of your life

Where/when: Wednesday July 8th,17:30-21:30 (weekly for 5 weeks) at Simcoe Street Theatre 

Investment: $350. Includes 5 classes (20 hours of class in total), snacks/beverages, all artistic material (canvas, paint brushes, paint, trays, spray bottles, aprons, etc)

Please RSVP via email ( or message (226.238.8178) or in person at my studio (79, Simcoe street, Collingwood). 
**Your place is not reserved until you’ve paid a down payment of $250**

 “Intuitive Painting is merely a vehicle that “knows” where to take you. It is aimed at doing two simultaneous interventions that get you closer to your unique and authentic creative plan: it turns the emotional-creative wheels, and at the same time abolishes any self-critical attempts to sabotage the process”. -Dr Pinkie Feinstein-

from my soul to yours,

Life coach, Energy Shifter, Intuitive Artist & Love Guru

Infinite Possibilities Trailblazer Trainer

Certified Angel Card Reader

Reiki Master and Teacher


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Forgive me Father for I have orgasmed.

Figure of Crucifixion made in 3dmax end hand painted in photoshop


Forgive me Father, for I have orgasmed.

Warnings and disclaimers –

  • The content of this post may be offensive for some.   It also may have some triggers for someone who has been sexually abused. Please use caution in reading this post if you are in a fragile place.
  • The following words are mine. I don’t pretend to state that this is the Ultimate Truth, but it is my truth in the “here & now”, and in my pursuit of living authentically, I will own my voice and my opinions and come clean with where I stand today, with regards to my experience as a victim of sexual abuse as a child, and the ultimate betrayal of my body.
  • Although raised Catholic, I no longer adhere to any religion. I am a spiritual person who is not religious.
  • This post is absolutely not grammatically correct!!!

In the last few years, I have “come out” from a few “closets”. I am a healer. I am an Angel Card reader. I am an Intuitive Artist. I am a “rehabilitated” corporate software trainer. I am an ordained Minister. I am pro gay marriage. I am anti-vaccines. The list just goes on and on.

Today’s blog, however, might be one of my biggest “coming out” ever. It frustrates me and annoys me how much it bothers me that the subject of this article bothers me … (if that makes any sense?)

“Forgive them Father, for they do not know what they have done.”

It is no secret that as a young teenage girl, I was sexually abused by my step-father from the tender age of 12 until I left, at the age of 17. I struggled my share of trauma and screw up moments stemming from that period of my life, and over the years, I have adeptly managed to make peace with the abuser, and all other abusers that came after the step-dad.

As a matter of a fact, I have become an expert at forgiving them. Even being grateful for them, for I wouldn’t be who I am today would I have not gone through all that I went through. Furthermore, I can genuinely say that the Divine in me sees the Divine in them, and from that Divinity within all, arises Unconditional Love for them.

For them. The abusers. The betrayers. The offenders. The wrongdoers. The ones in need of redemption. The poor lost souls seeking Love and Light. With my forgiveness, I have delivered them from sin. I have helped them.

It appears that’s where I got stuck along the way. Them. I invested so much time and energy in “them” that the abused little girl’s violation faded away, for the imperative need to forgive “them”.

Somewhere deep and dark within me has been hiding an abandoned teenage girl, cloaked in shame, disgust, guilt, confusion and humiliation. After too many years of uneasy coexistence with the adult-me, she was forced to abdicate and play dead. I categorized her as MIA, and she has a white cross somewhere in the cemetery of my mind.

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© Roman Milert | Dreamstime Stock Photos

Except she was never buried.   A white cross without a dead body. Imagine that. Except she wasn’t dead. This young girl in me is not dead. She exists. I exist. She is alive and kicking and fucking confused. Are you kidding me? I am 46 and I am confused. How can she not be confused?

When that man violated her for the very first time – she couldn’t make sense of what the heck was happening. Everything within her was screaming “get off me” and yet, this man that she had learned to trust and love, was doing things to her that her young teenage body was reacting to. She instantly felt shame and disgust and escaped his perverted hands for a moment. He quickly went at it again, and to this day, I can still hear his repulsive voice: “Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying this. Look at how wet you are.” What the hell is going on. I am wet. I am gross. He is gross. This is gross. Leave me alone. Run away. Run, run Janick. But I didn’t run. I froze. I let him do whatever he wanted with me, to me, over me. I learned very quickly to keep quiet. To play roles. To dissociate from my body. From this body that was clearly dishonoring me. Betraying me.

Something was surely wrong with me for my body responded to his sickening sexual stimuli. If my body responded, I must have wanted it. But how could I want this? What was wrong with me? Yes. What was wrong with me for enduring this abuse on a daily basis for the next five years. I am now learning that nothing was wrong with me. The body responds to stimuli.

“Human beings are born into the world wired to respond to sexual contact. Baby boys often get erections during a diaper change, even without any unnecessary contact involved in the cleaning process. Young children frequently touch their “private” areas, not to achieve orgasm like post-pubescent people do but just because it feels good.

When a child’s body is stimulated through sexual contact, it will sometimes react to that stimulation by having an orgasm. This does not mean that the sexual contact was welcome.

The child’s reaction to having a “good” feeling in the midst of bad feelings can be very confusing to the child. The child does not feel the same sense of pleasure and relaxation afterward as an adult does after consensual sex. Instead, the child is left with conflicting emotions. Some people wind up hating their own bodies for betraying them by reacting to sexual abuse with an orgasm.”

– source: Orgasm during Rape or Other Form of Sexual Abuse, May 8, 2008 by faithallen,

I feel for me. I feel for my 12-year old teenage self. For my 15-year old. For my 17-year old. I feel sadness. I feel grief. I feel pain. I feel anger. I feel rage. I feel tenderness and love. I want to run to her and grab her and tell her: There’s nothing wrong with you. It wasn’t your fault. I know you didn’t want this. I know you were lost and confused. You are not a disgrace. You are not a reject. You are not crazy. You don’t have the plague.

After all, I have forgiven him. Along with everyone else. My parents, my neighbors, my teachers, my schoolmates, society. “Forgive them, Father.” Janick, you get an “A+” on forgiving others.

Now how about forgiving yourself? How about forgiving myself? How about forgiving me. Yes, how about that.

I feel like one of those matryoshka dolls. You know those wooden Russian nesting dolls, decreasing in size and placed one inside the other? I feel like I deliberately removed the version representing my teenage self, all along pretending she was not missing and that I remained whole.


© Andrei Mihalcea | Dreamstime Stock Photos

Yes, I am fully capable of loving myself even if a part of me is missing. For when I look at my matryoshka doll from the outside, I seem complete. Nonetheless, a part of me is missing, and today, on this Easter Sunday, I am bringing back my little girl. I am honoring her. I am “coming out” and letting the world know the unspeakable: My body orgasmed under the hands of my abuser. No, I didn’t want it. Despite what many thought, and said. Despite what I thought and felt.

I find it interesting that for the last few years, I’ve been struggling intensely with “being seen”, mostly with my career, but also in my personal life, with friends, contacts, loved ones. I failed to realise that until I embrace ALL of me, until I am willing to see, hear, feel ALL of me, I wasn’t enabling me to be seen at all.

A few weeks ago, I uncovered a short but life-altering moment that happened when I was in college, almost 30 years ago. Someone who I thought was a girl-friend (I didn’t know what a “friend” was), told me one sentence that impacted me beyond words in a very insidious way. I had my first crush. This guy was awesome. Gorgeous. Bright. Kind. Funny. Independent. My oh my I was falling hard for him. I talked about him constantly, until that dreadful moment that affirmed how odious I had been all those years. How disgusting I was. How much of a plague I was.

That friend casually blurted out to me: “Get over him, Janick. He will never go out with you. No one will ever go out with you. No one will ever kiss you or touch you. Everyone knows what you did in high school. You slept with your step-dad. That is disgusting.”

Voices inside my head were shouting all sorts of different things:

“Are you serious? I did not DO that, he did.”

“OMG JANICK. Everybody knows.”

“You are disgusting Janick.”

“He was right. You wanted this.”

“Go. Run. Hide. Forever. Run away, never come back.”

“There’s nowhere to hide. Everyone knows. Even “him” knows. Might as well kill yourself.”

“Carry on – don’t let anyone know you are hurt.”

“Remember: if you feel, you die.”

“You want to die.”

“You don’t want to die.”

“You’re exhausted. You’re confused. You’re sad. You’re lost. You’re all alone.”

“Don’t ever let anyone know what you’ve done. If they know, they’ll reject you. They’ll abandon you.” “You are gross, filthy and disgusting. No one will ever love you.”

“Carry on. You’re strong.”

“Forgive her. She doesn’t know what she is saying.”
I have been all alone for many, many years. Even in a crowd full of people, I’ve felt alone.

Later on in life, I have made a few friends. I even found a man who says he loves me. After 13 years, he still loves me. Shows me he loves me. Yet, I have often heard myself say “That’s because you don’t really know me. If you’d really know me, you wouldn’t love me. You would leave me.” My friends and husband and children have often been shocked with that statement, asking me why was I saying that, what did I mean. I was clueless. I always found myself speechless and without a logical explanation. I just had this strong urge to let them know that they didn’t really know me.

Now I know. I’ve found the explanation and the words. I didn’t want them to know how ashamed I was for having had orgasms from sexual intercourse with my step-dad. I didn’t want them to know how disgusting I had been. How disgusting and filthy I felt from 5 years of daily sexual abuse.

Being a good, forgiving person doesn’t mean that I have to forget the hurt that I’ve been through. I didn’t deserve any of it. It was wrong. I was violated in one of the worst way a woman, a young girl can be violated.

My body is sacred. My temple. My sanctuary. It was sullied and dishonored.

Sadly, in the process, it looks like I abandoned myself too. By silencing the teenage girl in pain, covered in shame.

Today, I come clean. This is me. All of me. I am willing to be seen. I am speaking the unspeakable. No more shame. No more taboo. I embrace my teenager-self. I love her. I embrace her. I tell her there’s nothing to forgive her – she hasn’t done anything wrong. Today, I take her in my arms and comfort her. I let her cry. I dry her tears with love and compassion and tenderness. Today, she is born again. Today, I am born again.

Leave if you must. I don’t care. I won’t feel abandoned or rejected, for I now have myself, I am here for me. I may have abandoned her before, today, I stand tall and strong and whole.

I exist. I am worthy. I am Divine. My body might have been violated, but I am not a violation of life. My body, my sanctuary might have been sullied before, but I am crying for it them, allowing my tears to cleanse it, carrying away the shame and guilt and replenishing it with love, care, and tenderness.

I am Janick Lemieux. I own my past. You can see me. Here I am am. Soul-Naked. Authentic. Worthy. Alive and kicking.

For all of you who may, as a victim of sexual abuse, have felt disgust, shame, guilt, humiliation, and the list goes on, I want to reach out to your forgotten inner child and take them in my arms with love and care and attention and respect, and honor… You are normal. It wasn’t your fault. You are worthy of Love. You don’t need to suffer alone.

Let’s remember the children of abuse. Let’s remember their pain and their wars.

sending waves and waves of Love, Compassion and Light, always,

from my naked soul to yours,

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The Tremont Annex
79 Simcoe street
Collingwood, Ontario

Certified Life Coach, Intuitive Artist & Energy Healer
Infinite Possibilities Trailblazer Trainer
Certified Angel Card Reader
Reiki Master and Teacher

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Is your glass half full or half empty?Read this post to find out how I see my glass!

Change the way you look at things and the things you look at will change… Who are you today? 

The victim or the conqueror? 

The defeated or the resilient? 

Or you the bad lucky one or the master of your destiny? 

Is you glass half full or half empty? 

Mine, by the way, is always 100% full … I choose to see what fills it… water?  H2o?  other substances? 🙂 Janick

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Strategic Re-Treat this Saturday – only ONE spot left!

You read this right!  only ONE spot left – that’s how HOT this retreat is!  All tickets went just like that!

So if this last ticket has your name on it, HURRY up and contact me ASAP –

sending waves and waves of Love, Joy and Gratitude always,

Janick signature

The Tremont Annex
79 Simcoe street
Collingwood, Ontario

Energy Shifter, Intuitive Artist & Love Guru
Certified Law of Attraction Life Coach
Infinite Possibilities Trailblazer Trainer
Certified Angel Card Reader
Reiki Master and Teacher


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My creative studio, cozy and snug in The Tremont Annex

So amazing that I get to create, coach, guide, meditate, and BE in this amazing Heritage Building…
I feel so blessed…

I hope you come visit soon and feel the energy for yourself 🙂

tremont annex

This 1870’s duplex is one of the oldest brick buildings in the downtown. After standing vacant and in danger of demolition for several years, the building was carefully restored in 2012 and received the Heritage Restoration Award.  It is now the new home of the Enterprise Bulletin, continuing that papers long tradition on Simcoe Street.  The building, known now as the Tremont Annex, is also home to four creative studios.



sending waves and waves of Love, Joy and Gratitude always,

Janick signature

The Tremont Annex
79 Simcoe street
Collingwood, Ontario

Energy Shifter, Intuitive Artist & Love Guru
Certified Law of Attraction Life Coach
Infinite Possibilities Trailblazer Trainer
Certified Angel Card Reader
Reiki Master and Teacher


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Downtown Collingwood BIA Election Poll: Have your say…

Downtown Collingwood BIA Election Poll: Have your say….

Collingwood Downtown BIA Election

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To all Collingwood Downtown Business Improvement Area’s members,

I am seeking your help in with my nomination to the BIA Board of Directors.

As one of the newest member of Georgian Triangle BNI and The Tremont and Simcoe Street, your support is vital in ensuring that I can represent what YOU – THE MEMBERS – want, and that WE have a voice on the BIA’s Board.

Here is a cut&paste from the BIA’s website about the election process:

The election is being conducted by mail in ballot. Please follow the directions included in the package. The voting package includes a declaration to be signed affirming the member’s eligibility to vote, as well as a ballot listing the candidates which is to be inserted into the secrecy envelope (provided) after completed. You may vote for up to eight (8) candidates.

Once completed, the signed declaration, along with the secrecy envelope is to be inserted into the addressed, stamped envelope (provided), and returned by mail or in person to the Business Development Centre, 105 Hurontario Street, Collingwood. Ballots must be received by 4:00 p.m. on February 25, 2015. Ballots received after this deadline will not be counted.  Ballot packages will be opened daily by the BIA Manager (or designate) with the secrecy ballot envelopes separated from the declarations and placed in a ballot box until February 25th. The declarations will be used to maintain an up-to-date list of those who have voted. The secrecy and confidentiality of the individual votes is paramount.

At 10:00 a.m. on February 26, 2015, the sealed envelopes will be opened by the Municipal Clerk (or designate) and the BIA General Manager (or designate). The ballots will be counted manually and eligible voting members of the BIA will be permitted to witness the opening and recording of the ballots in the Board Room of the Business Development Centre, 105 Hurontario Street.
I submitted my “campaign” material to Sue today and it will be posted as of tomorrow.  I am attaching the pdf here for your consideration and for you to share, share and share.

Thank you for taking the time to encourage me, spread the word, and vote for me.  I look forward representing the Collingwood Downtown BIA’s members and being your voice.

I look forward to your support,

Most sincerely,

From my soul to yours,

with Love, Joy and Gratitude always,

Janick signature

The Tremont Annex
79 Simcoe street
Collingwood, Ontario

Energy Shifter, Intuitive Artist & Love Guru
Certified Law of Attraction Life Coach
Infinite Possibilities Trailblazer Trainer
Certified Angel Card Reader
Reiki Master and Teacher


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