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intuitive love notes

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I have created a new reading. I hope you like it.
I am calling it Intuitive Love notes, because, well, who doesn’t love a love note.

And it’s February.

And the world is crazy and don’t we all need a bit of soul magic and connection to our deeper selves? I know I do.

Think of it as one part insight, one part message from your soul.
The result?
Poetic words guiding you home to yourself.

One of my most reliable tools for times when I am off center, or need a nudge in a better direction is Tarot.

Not because it will tell my future, but because it will point me to what needs my attention so I create the future I want.

The imagery and archetypes of the Tarot hold a potent mirror and offer wise guidance evoking our deepest knowing and insight.

An Intuitive Love Note is a potent, one card missive of love and support for your precious self given in my style of poetically expressed insight. Each reading will also include a prompt or two to take things deeper along with the traditional meaning of the card; all delivered in a beautiful PDF document to your email. If you heave experienced my Oracle Alchemy readings, this is similar in format, but more compact.

The deck I am using for this reading? The delicious Vintage Erotic Tarot. A sensuous, sepia colored, powerfully feminine take on the traditional Tarot just perfect for a love note! (Yes, there is nudity. I find it a refreshingly natural depiction of woman’s bodies in celebration of feminine energy and embodiment. And, it may not be your kind of subject matter, in which case this reading would not be your thing.) But If you are feeling separated from yourself or wanting some intuitive self love, this may be just for you.

Here is what I know. Unless we are in touch with the beauty we are, unless we know where to look for it when we feel ourselves waning, unless we take even just a wee bit of time to connect into what nourishes us, we wither. We doubt. We open the gates of despair and hopelessness.

A Love Note is a soft whisper guiding you home to yourself. Available until the end of February.

All the details are here.

 

i seek beauty at times like this

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I think about what I want to write here and all my grand ideas fizzle. The blank page fills with starts and dead ends. The truth is I have no grand ideas right now. I fluctuate between despair, rage, wishfulness, conviction, and tiny glimmers of hope.

And so I seek out Beauty. Consciously cultivate my relationship with this language of the Divine. I believe in the power of beauty to sooth, to heal, to inspire, to bring us home to ourselves. This is the practice that returns me to myself when the world has pulled me too far away.

I can trust Beauty. Not Vanity, that deception that masquerades as Beauty, a glamor that disguises emptiness and false promises. Beauty reveals, it doesn’t hide.

There is a soul to Beauty.  A living breath of holy incarnation. It shows itself in a baby’s smile, a withered rose, a mud soaked and haggard first responder, a lover’s disappointment, a poet’s words. I can point to Beauty forever and yet I will never be able to truly describe it.

Beauty is an experience. At once as mundane and ever present as I am willing to see, and as an intangible miracle offering a glimpse into the Mysteries. This is the path I walk as I am finding myself again. Weaving between the known and unknown, the ordinary and extraordinary, wiling to see Beauty hidden and obvious. When I let it, it cracks me open to Truth.

So I seek Beauty at times like this, when I am so easy overcome by the fears and hurts of the day, when urgency for something else clouds what is always here all along.

The essence of life that is running through everything.

i wait and gather pieces of the year wanting to be

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This is one of those days I dream of in the heat of summer. Rainy and blustery outside, I have no where to go and I have a warm cup of tea beside me. I’m wearing cozy socks and have a deliciously soft alpaca scarf around my neck, the scarf I knit from yarn purchased on our trip to Montana last summer. I remember buying the yarn back in the heat of July imagining myself wrapped up in it during the cold of winter.

The past foreseeing the future now present.

It is comforting thinking of how my past self dreamed me here. It has me curious about what I am dreaming now for myself this year. I feel like the tree outside my window. Stripped bare by its natural cycle and the winter storms, its stark beauty and mystery revealed as its branches reach towards the grey sky. Nothing hidden under a regalia of lush summer green.

I take stock of who I am now. The successes and failures, the wishes, desires, fears and circumstances as they led me here and as they are now. Then I open deep with in, feel into the subtle energies of creative flow slowed by the season and need for rest yet no less potent. I listen with intention and gentleness for the whispers of muses still finding their way to me. I seek guidance in deep conversations with wise kindreds, journal as a form of written scrying, card gaze and chart dive following threads of illumination spoken in imaginal languages.

I wait and gather pieces of the year wanting to be.

 

 

 

i am more moon than calander

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Happy New Year!

And, I am not ready.

My house is not clean, I don’t have goals, I don’t know what I want, I am not complete with last year…Basically I’m a messy mess.

From one perspective.

Actually from another, softer point of view, I am a creature of the moon and the push and pull of the ocean tides. A being of flow and rhythm not easily governed by linear time and calendar grids.

I am still in the hazy dreamy space of my what-is-next.

And I want to stay here just a bit longer until what is true comes into organic focus. I have spent too many years of this lifetime conforming to the date on the wall, the hands of the clock, the linear march of time that waits for no one. I’m doing different right now. Waiting in the cozy in between, allowing what is next to arise with clarity and allure.

Until then I will tend my inspiration, hone my desire, keep taking the next step of what is next to be done. As the moon makes her way to fullness, I trust so will my vision.

Where are you with the New Year? Ready, prepared, optimistic, excited? Or more confused, worn out, not sure? Maybe a bit nervous and apprehensive? Where every you are, if you feel that some support would be helpful, consider working with me. 

How ever this New Year is finding you, I wish you much Love and Beauty.

thresholds

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(want to hear me speak this? Scroll down to the SoundCloud link below.)

Thresholds

Life will cast you through many
it is the way of things

Each day bringing a new passage
into more of life, or less
into more of yourself, or less

Into more, or less

What is the threshold in front of you?

Are you eager to walk through or frightened?

Perhaps both

There is magic in the liminal space of the threshold
where time and being still so the new can come together

It is an instant of life
holding all that has come before and all that is possible after

Your task is simple

Walk forward

One step closer to yourself

change and mystery

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something newChange has happened, is happening, will always be.

New things emerge, old things fall away.

It is the rhythm of life, of my life, however uncomfortable.

And yet the sun comes up and then sets, never disappointing.

***I thought I would wait until all the dust settles to emerge from behind a curtain I didn’t intend to close. But, I realized after months of thinking, “Soon, very soon…”, waiting for the tidy space is not always best. Sometimes showing up in the midst of chaos and unraveling is the just the settling needed. Thank you for checking in on this space. More soon, promise!***