Musings from my soul

Welcome to my Shangri-la // Because not all who wander are lost

Lammas, Lughnasadh, or Lughnasadh Day is a time of ripeness, a time of fruitfulness. The gardens are producing madly; the first grains have ripened and been harvested. Like all harvest festivals, this is a time to give thanks for the gifts of the Divine. It's also...

The ancient and wise Grandmother Willow, a legendary oracle beckoned, "Come to me, dear child, and tell me what is the matter. Come now, go on...

Women are rising. Wild, windswept, born of ocean, aflame with light, rooted as trees, we are rising. We are re-wilding ourselves. Emerging from Earth, clad in moss and bark.  We are unrecognizable, except to each other. We move in the shadows of forests and the deep, cool undercurrents of streams. We reach...

The Lady Trickster in my life, well, I shall call her grief. When the sun shines brightly and the birds sing, she cunningly leads me to the shadows. These are moments I hate and love all in the same breath...

Today I took a journey which marks a very important moment in time for me- I took my first journey into the underworld. This may sound spooky to some, but I may assure it was not...