June was emergence. Quite literally for me, as I moved from teaching full-time into summer—a literal emergence from one season into another. Though it didn't unfold the way I imagined it would. Every year, when school ends, I spend the first week of summer doing much the same thing: sleeping, resting, recuperating. Letting my nervous… Continue reading July: The Queen’s Garden
How is it already June? May was a gift. A beautiful tending. A tending of relationships. Of my heart. Of the things beneath the surface that required care. There were beautiful gifts, and disappointments too. Ones that asked me to sit with the sting while still recognizing what is already present and worthy of gratitude.… Continue reading June: Feminine Power
Is it magic, or is it neuroscience? From modern spell work and prayer to manifestation and quantum physics, humans have always tried to understand the power of thought. Does what you believe change your reality, or is it just hope?
Looking toward May, I can’t help but anticipate a tending. Coming from the space I’ve been occupying,the fallow, the seed planted,I find myself asking what this asks of me next. When I think of the seed, there isn’t a sudden bloom.No clear moment where everything shifts into color. Not yet. If April was the seed,quietly… Continue reading May: The Tending
April has been quieter and softer than I expected. Not in the same way as before, not like January's subtle adjustments, the pause that holds its breath. Not like February's cleansing and stillness that waits for something to begin. This is a different kind. It's the kind of quiet where something has already begun, something… Continue reading April: The Seed
The last two months have felt like a slow, steady, quiet building. January was full of micro-tweaks and subtle adjustments. Small calibrations. A tightening of bolts I didn’t even know were loose. February felt like a cleansing of the heart. A soft wringing out. A release of the things I’ve carried, the barriers I’ve erected,… Continue reading March: Ignition
Sacred Rose Dear Blossoming Soul, This month has been a journey. I once thought this would be something I did alone, even while sharing it with others. I was proud of creating the Sacred Rose journal. This is my third year following the phases of the moon and the blooming rose as a way of… Continue reading Day 28: Waxing Gibbous in Leo
Sacred Rose Dear Blossoming Soul, How often do I shrug off a compliment without letting it land?Laugh it away.Deflect it with an awkward chuckle. Let discomfort decide for me. It is hard for me to receive. Compliments.Help.Love.Care. Because if I allow myself to believe they’ll stay, what happens when they don’t? What happens if I… Continue reading Day 27: Waxing Gibbous in Cancer
Sacred Rose Dear Blossoming Soul, How many things do I want that I don't let myself voice, let along think about. Why? Because if I accept these things, if I let them land, if I get used to them being here… what happens when they leave? What happens if I open my hands and they’re… Continue reading Day 26: Waxing Gibbous in Cancer
Sacred Rose Dear Blossoming Soul, I’m really good at keeping clutter. Not out in the open.It gets tucked into drawers and closets.Hidden in corners.Out of sight. My shared spaces need to look clean. Orderly. Put together.So the mess goes underground. I sweep things off the counter into a drawer.I shove them into a closet.I tell… Continue reading Day 25: Waxing Gibbous in Gemini
