We had so much fun we are doing it again :: NEW date in the barn March 26th :: Hop in your car and venture down a road of mystery as you join a group of amazing women for an evening of Yoga & Spirit Readings ... maybe the owl will visit or the trees will whisper ... all will be received with heart wide open and tons of laughs.
Are you a Capricorn a Taurus a Pieces a Scorpio? I'm sure you've been asked that before ~ meaning ~ what's your sun sign? In our sparkly galactic beyond ~ that's code for asking "which planet was hanging out with the sun on your magical day of your birth? Sitting in your house sipping "welcome to earth school" tea.
Just A Red Door
The morning sun peaked through the corner of the blackened shade. Her evening dreams shifted to lucidity. Was she just on a train or was one flying by only blocks away?
The swirl the collective has been in has made many feel they are living in an upside down world. Often not being able to tell what day it is ~ let alone what decision to make for it feels as soon as that happens ~ the spinning begins again. And with all that stuff (inside and out) affecting your precious humanness ... the soul is begging for a detox.
You feel it
The collective is out of balance
The masculine and feminine energies are at war
We know within
Union is the way
Yet wisdom knows that where there is war there is no peace.
And so the crows cawed
They swirled and swarmed
until my fingers became their talons
and my wings turned
The eyes popped open as pink peaked through the shades
Day was calling
A smile upturned the edges of her dream laden face
Was it a waterfall or golden stones
Imagery faded fast from the subconscious night talks
Now was calling
The day her soul always feels at ease
The celestial time when the sun enters Capricorn
Western astrology calls the infamous goat her sign
Horoscopes attempt to convince her influential brain
Yet the dreams fill her thoughts over the unwavering determination of the goat
Today she is a medicine wheel believer
My nephew & his girlfriend just had a baby
he was born at 8:36am
1 minute after he had told me he was ready to come hOMe
he whispered that he would arrive in a state of fire & peace
As I sat in meditation the morning of his birth
miles away from the unknown progress at the hospital
thoughts of baby Malcom
were clear as ice
We talked and I invited him to arrive
Instead of staying stuck in this apparent impasse ~ open your mind to the infinite number of possibilities before you ~ and make a choice.
~ Spider Wisdom from Dr. Steven Farmer
Earlier this week I had a moment of sitting in my car trying to remember if I had eaten lunch. I didn't feel hungry. Being a very visual person ~ it is "typically" easy for me to see the pictures of before. But no image was registering of me putting food in my belly. A tell tale sign that I've had moments of numb. Lost in my mind & wounded in heart.
It is a bird song filled morning. The sun is streaming through the leaves of the birch tree and the temperature is oh so perfect at 70 degrees. I’m sipping on my most favorite of morning drinks ~ a dark coffee with a splash of cream adorned with cinnamon, cardamon, and some local honey. My dog is lounging on her couch and I’m chilling on my bright turquoise adirondack surrounded by green plants on my little porch. The breeze is sampling its breath upon my cheek. And just minutes before, I was brushed by my lovers lips and my meditation cushion had her time with me. Life is full with so much beauty.
Here I sit.
Trying to figure (trivial) shit out.
International yoga instructor, Shamanic Practitioner, life coach, and more!