Long ago there was a young hare who wished to learn how to listen to the earth. A wise old bear would gather animals to teach them such things. The bear said they could even learn how to see and hear things unseen. Deep mysteries. The hare joined eagerly, craving connection and to feel theContinue reading “The Star, The Song and The Hare”
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The Spirit of Fire
Sat at my allotment, by the log burner, on the bean bag, as cosy as can be… And pondering. I like pondering. It’s the feeling of something being on the tip of your tongue, but rather it’s the tip of your awareness. I sit with these tips. Sit and give them space to wriggle, moveContinue reading “The Spirit of Fire”
Sage and The Moon
She sat in her cave. Her cave was actually a room she had painted deep indigo and filled with fairy lights, books and a fluffy rug. It was also the smallest room in the house, so the most cave-like in it’s ability to hug you. There she sat, burning white sage, a Tissane of sageContinue reading “Sage and The Moon”
The Cleansing Waterfall
Lying in the bath, she knew it was time to learn about energy cleansing and protection. She’d had a spate of seemingly embodying others physical suffering. Random pains in her body without cause, mimicking those of her students. She was too tired to read and wondered how to best enjoy her bathing time when anContinue reading “The Cleansing Waterfall”
Protected: The Moon Flower
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The moth and the moon
Once upon time a soul knew she needed a shift. Others spoke to her of a flame that was violet that could burn away anything from body, mind or soul. All you had to do was invoke it, they said. She considered this. She knew fire to be incredibly powerful. The stuff of dragon spiritsContinue reading “The moth and the moon”
Little Things
Wednesday I spent 8 hours at the allotment, receiving a big compost delivery and prepping the beds. Half an hour in, four ducks waddled up the path. I couldn’t have been more surprised. I moved out of their way and they plopped themselves in my pond. They stayed the whole day and my heart wasContinue reading “Little Things”
Worthy
Shamanic journeying, for me, can be a subtle affair, a type of soul listening. I learned years ago that I’m good at listening within. I don’t need a drum beat or much formality, I just shut my eyes and tune in. This morning I kept feeling a part of me arising that felt very young.Continue reading “Worthy”
First Steps
On a darkened wall on the darkest night, a tiny bird opened it’s beak and from it’s heart came the sweetest song. The song rent the darkness and for a moment the darkness parted. For a split second the density shifted to light and a spark of hope appeared. The girl saw that spark andContinue reading “First Steps”
Bath time mindfulness
Everyone in our household, including the cats, loves our bathroom. It’s a true rest room. A room to rest. Soaking in an aromatic bubble bath made from natural ingredients (good old Neals Yard), candle on, mantra playing in the background. I decide to write, so I can also soak in my experience of this moment.Continue reading “Bath time mindfulness”
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