Blog
A Soft Heart
Summer is in full swing. This is the time of year when the energy of the heart is high. When in excess or out of balance, we can feel angry, tightness in the chest, restless, or an underlying sense of angst. To me, this feeling seems to have been amplified lately due to Mercury in retrograde. We want to move, but we can’t. We have an excess of energy, but nowhere to put it. Things are not moving quite at the speed we’d like. That’s Mercury’s lesson much of the time, “you are not in control, slow down, all in it’s own best time”.
How to Make a Sacred Solstice Medicine Circle
The summer solstice is almost here. June 21st. This day marks a tipping point. It’s the longest day, shortest night of the year. It’s a powerful time of year where you get to decide what you’d like to keep bringing into the light, and what you’d like to give away to the darkness.
Creative Fire
Creativity is fire. There is a burning ember in each of us. This essential spark is alive, in some way big or small, in every heart. When we do things to fan this flame, it grows. When we give words to the things unspoken in our hearts, when we paint that leaf the perfect shade of purple, or when we dance in our kitchens because we have to; all these acts feed our flame.
Deep Hearing
I’ve been putting my belly on the earth a lot lately. Sometimes I think I can hear better that way. There are so many ways of hearing. We hear with our hair, our eyes, our skin. There is a hearing in the belly that is deep. It’s aligned with that saying “you know it in your bones”. Ears can pick up surface sounds. They are helpful. They can pick up the daily events. They hear tea kettles. They listen for a dripping sink. But there’s a deeper listening available.
Refill
Sometimes I wait too long to refill. I always notice my house plants drooping with thirst. Their little leafy arms grow weak. The weight of so much beauty and vibrancy becomes crippling without enough moisture to sustain it. Their little green arms wither to brown crisps. They can hardly hold their heads above the sunny window sill.
We are like flowers. We need moisture. We need other creature who fill us up, who help us remember to fill ourselves up.
Full Moon Blessing
Some full moons I feel more deeply than others. I’m really feeling this one. I dreamed last night that travelled to the moon. I pressed my body against it. I felt the old and stagnant waters of my body be pulled straight out. Out my pores seeped the gripping, the tightened teeth, the old and ancient fears. I didn’t even try to hold onto them. The moon held me with her dense, dark body. I laid my palms out flat against her, chest to the ground, and I wept. She pulled out all the things I have been trying to destroy. She gently tugged at my wantings, my whining, my wading in just to my ankles. All of this poured out like water. And I filled with love, fresh water, and starlight.
Growing Roots
We are made of star stuff. There’s a large part of us that’s connected to the vastness of the cosmos. There’s an entire Universe out there that’s completely unknown to us. Whenever I feel the vastness of our Universe I end up feeling incredibly humbled. This place is so big, so wide, so incredible. We are so small. And somehow, this makes my heart feel so big. What an incredible gift to be alive in this moment, in this magically beautiful Universe! When we start to look a little bit closer at the structure and fabric of our Universe, beauty is everywhere. We are literally standing on, breathing in, and surrounded by more beauty than our eyes, ears, or other senses could ever take in.
Speak Your Truth
When I was young, I was painfully shy. I was quiet. Someone once asked my mother if I was mute! I remember always wanting to just melt into the background of whatever was around me. I wanted to disappear.
If there was something that needed to be said, or something I wanted heard, I was usually able to speak up. But it was still terrifying.
Love
There are so many ways to live. Why not live by letting the things dearest to you come ever closer into your heart? Why not open so wide that the whole world could live inside your chest? Why leave the creatures you love quietly (until now) tiptoeing around the corners of your life’s hearth? Why not invite them in for a snuggle or kisses?
Choose As If You Were Blind
Choose the thing that makes you feel big. Choose the job that makes you stretch in all the right uncomfortable ways. Choose the love that makes your days feel touched by magic. Choose the words that roll off your tongue and in your head that make you grow taller, longer, broader, more full.
Join my email list
feminine arts practices, transmissions, spells, prayers, and updates on my luscious offerings delivered to your inbox about once or twice per month.
