Have you ever tracked the holy thread of impermanence? The richness of all that arises in this tender loving place? How the cycles of nature reflect this deeply mysterious process. With a requited graceful surrender.
Always.
There is so much richness unfolding on this sacred planet. Which we can not see with our human eyes. It is beneath the ground. Threads of an unfathomable creative process. So miraculous and incomprehensible. As it swirls and twirls. Following an intelligence of unspeakable magnificence.
What if you could taste Life through your physical senses simply by meeting the moment, each moment, in a state of ecstatic wonder?
Life. That vibrant rich Unnameable Presence.
We are in the stillness of winter. A silence that wraps the land in sparkles of frozen reprieve. I long to sit with my ancestors by a fire. Feeling held by the holiness of their ancient stories. The warmth of the flames caressing our skin. The taste of sacred tobacco on our tongues.
In the sanctum of the dark...
On December 21, we will enter the Solstice portal, a deep space of time magic. For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, this marks the darkest time of the year. A time of gathering within. Of celebrating all that we've sewn throughout the year.
I felt to share this post again from 3 years ago. In deep love of Gaia.
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Beloved Mother Earth...
I breathe in your sacred hum and feel tender emanations of love
I breathe in your rhythms and feel nourished in exuberance and wonder
I breathe in your cycles and feel the sweet dance of shadow and light
We are presently in this deep womb space of darkness… the darkest time of the year. Immersed in a place of tender holding… waiting… trusting. We have learned to fear this darkness… and yet without it, we wouldn’t learn how to surrender, and to shed layers of our self that are ready to transmute into …
Ahhhhh… our first snowfall for those of us in eastern PA! Soooo beautiful… and what’s even more beautiful is watching the leaves falling from the trees as if they’re dancing with the snow crystals in a sacred surrender ~ capturing the beauty of both fall and winter. I feel my child self… immersing in the …
We Were Made For These Times Challenging as this may feel, many of us working with energy are familiar with this sacred mantra. I personally find myself weaving in and out of these words, sometimes feeling shaken to the core, and other times, resting fully in my authentic truth – though most oftentimes dancing somewhere in …
