Whatever myth has been revealed, now is the time to turn the page to a new chapter in the unfolding story of your life… I’ve been trying to not feel rushed, to simply sit and observe the flow from a place of connection. Alas, this has not been easy, but here is what came up… Continue reading
The voices have been quiet, lately. I miss their company – vivid dreams, visions, clear messages. The inner world, alive. And yet, spring energy remains fierce in me. An ever-growing call to keep moving forward, to emerge, to blink in the sunlight as my eyes adjust, and continue taking more intentional steps toward being seen… Continue reading
The mirror didn’t lie, though it distorted, reinforced the slackening of my skin, both its downy coat and texture more pronounced. Winter-smoothed palms rubbed over cheekbones, my hands holding their shape, but weathered, now. I have become both harder and softer in these intervening years, between becoming a mother and slowly, so slowly, becoming myself…. Continue reading
It happened on a table, this time. My head lay cradled in the hands of a healer, her fingertips adding gentle pressure to the base of my skull before they relaxed and slowly settled into in an imitation of water. The energy lulled me downward, through the earth’s layers, from the light above, to darkness,… Continue reading
When I’m feeling stuck, I’ve been taking a “meditate and trust the message to come” approach (my lower three chakras are notoriously sticky, word-wise). So far, it’s worked, albeit in its own time. This week, the vision that came for me after just such a meditation hit while I was about to get up from… Continue reading
Like droplets of sweat they emerge yes the more one exercises the spirit how much more readily truths spill Find your means your tools your mettle Let that incredulity flow over you like waves back into the earth to be transformed by her need for magic
**For some reason, I have really struggled with writing through the third chakra – my weakest, perhaps. That said, this is what came through in a dream after meditating a few days ago, and as I sit with it and move into the second chakra, I’m trusting that clarity and a course of action will… Continue reading
She stood strong and brave as the axe fell, blow after blow, slowly severing her from her familiar roots. In the moments before release, she bade farewell to the fellow plants in her fertile corner of the earth, blessed them, and thanked them for their company and care. She let go of the fear of… Continue reading
She sat at a white table, at the point where two walls of windows met and offered a backdrop of sunlight. The room was not empty of other people, but it was as though she held some kind of forcefield by way of her presence that stretched for several feet around where she had settled,… Continue reading
“That,” she paused for a moment, “was Blue Lace Agate.” I took comfort in the way that she articulated the consonants, her decisive tone as she nodded, subtly, offering an air of authority that this made perfect sense. I peered at the small, polished stone that she’d recovered from the grid beneath the table, a… Continue reading
I was leaving the house. It came as a sort of wall, not allowing me to pass over the threshold until I really looked – saw what needed seeing. Raw trunks surrounded me, like the ones that hold up my roof, bolster my walls. A circle. “Do this,” they commanded. I knew, with every cell,… Continue reading
Every year a deepening. That’s what I’m feeling. It’s as though the earth, herself, weaves her way in, more and more, bent on thoroughness – on addressing every unacknowledged space. A cusp. A precarious one. Both personally and on a macro level. Feelings merged, despite the polarity of what, I suspect, are the likely outcomes…. Continue reading