Beauty in the Breaking
Brokenness is not the end of the story. Find healing, freedom, identity, and restored joy through Christ-centred creativity.
📖 “The Spirit of the Lord God is upon Me, because the Lord has anointed Me to preach good tidings to the poor; He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound; ²to proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all who mourn, ³to console those who mourn in Zion, to give them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified.” ⁴And they shall rebuild the old ruins, they shall raise up the former desolations, and they shall repair the ruined cities, the desolations of many generations.
artist & guide
Kia ora — I'm Patrizia, though most people know me as Trixi. I'm an artist, speaker, and the founder of the Healing 💔heARTs💖 ministry here in Auckland. My own journey from brokenness to restoration is why I create safe spaces for others to find healing, freedom, and restored joy through Christ-centred creativity.
Four expressions of beauty
“Everybody is creative — and creativity, when placed in God’s hands, becomes a key for healing 💔heARTs💖.”
Trixi
The seven 🔑 keys to Healing 💔heARTs💖
Unlocking Freedom, Healing the Heart, and Restoring What Was Lost
A Christ-centred devotional healing journey for the broken-hearted — weaving Scripture, testimony, inner healing, and the creative arts into a pathway toward wholeness. ✍️📖🕊️
Discover the seven 🗝️ keysStart With Yours 💔💖
When five quiet words from a trusted friend gently turn a lifelong calling towards the 💔heart💖 that has spent so many years caring for everyone else
He carried my boxes in, then paused at my door to read the magnet aloud. *Healing hearts. Changing the world one broken heart at a time.* Then he added three words I'd never written there, got into his car, and drove away. For months I'd carried that mission around Auckland, parked it outside churches and the homes of the grieving, yet somewhere along the road I'd quietly stopped counting my own heart among the ones it was written for. What were those three words he spoke?🤔
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