Awaken & Thrive

Sisters… of the heart, of the blood, of the ancient remembering. We come as we are unyielded, unpolished, unmasked carrying our laughter like lanterns, our tears like the salt of the sea that shaped us all. There is no striving here. No need to tuck away the trembling part, the doubting part, the part that still believes she must earn her place. Here , every part is welcomed, every part belongs. We enter the circle like stepping into warm earth: barefoot, slow, letting the a

A Somatic Path Through Resistance and Softening Gratitude... Some days it feels effortless - a state of consciousness, a natural river I can slip into with ease. Like the other morning, when out of nowhere - or at least it felt like nowhere - I stood at my window suddenly aware of how grateful I was simply to be alive. For the breath moving in my lungs. For the colours of the day rising outside my window. For the sense that, somehow, I was in right relation with Life hersel

Have you ever noticed moments when you softened your voice or said “yes” even as your body quietly whispered “no”? Perhaps there are times when your own needs took a back seat in the pursuit of harmony . Tomorrow’s Libra New Moon offers a rare, sacred pause... an invitation to gently explore these patterns, release old tension, and reconnect with the sovereignty of your own soul . This pause is more than a moment of stillness; it is a subtle call to spiritual sovereignty , t

Practices for Balance, Resilience, and Healing Trauma Balance... Regulation... What do these words really mean? How do we live from a place of steadiness while the world keeps spinning, while life continues to rise and fall, expand and contract, glow and dim? These questions have been alive in me lately, personally and in my work with others. Perhaps it’s something about the shift into the darker seasons, when life calls us inward. Or perhaps it’s that so many of us, amidst t

This morning I woke with an ache in my chest, a widening in my heart, and a hush in my bones. What a strange paradox we carry… to ache...

Moon goddess, tonight your face is red with shadow and fire. You ask me to sit with what I’d rather not see: the ache still moving in my...

Recently, I spent time in community. It wasn’t just being around people… it was feeling the net of support that community can create....

Have you ever caught yourself thinking, I just expected them to know… or I shouldn’t have to ask… or I should be doing better by now… ?...

Dear Friend, This time of year carries a particular kind of intensity — the long days, the full light, the pull toward doing and...

A Moment for Reflection and Alignment At the threshold of the longest light, I sat by the sea. The tide was soft, the sun warm but not...

Ah, the full moon. Sitting here in my new home, birds singing outside, the sun setting, the green of the trees all around. Slowing down....

Dear Friend,   As we stand in the turning of spring towards the fullness of summer, with the Solstice on the horizon, I’ve been...

Full Moon in Scorpio – May 12, 2025 The moon didn’t let me sleep last night. She called me down and in — into the places I’ve neatly...

Dear Friend,   I’ve just returned from lying on the green grass, sunlight on my skin, the sound of birdsong wrapping around me like a...

I’m living in one place, and dreaming another into being. The walls around me are familiar— marked by years of memory and rhythm. And...

Lying on the sand, the sea breathing before me, I watched the mist roll in — soft, rose-tinted tendrils curling toward me from the...

I arrive— breath held, feet pausing at the threshold, young ones within me peeking out, eyes wide, hearts questioning: Will we be safe? Will we be seen? Will we belong?

The Rarr, From The Faeries Oracle, by Brian Froud and Jessica MacBeth Dear Friend,   As we step into April, the air hums with renewed...

In the hush between darkness and dawn, I step into the unseen. Black Tara, silent and vast, waits where the threshold hums with knowing....

Standing here, at the threshold— midpoint, cusp, inhale, exhale— light and dark folded into each other, the pull of what was, the whisper...