Challenging times + seeing in the dark

When the thing you were taught to fear turns out to save you

Halloween, a clearer intuitive channel, and something taking shape in the dark

How nature writers change the way we experience the world

Reading for Recovery, Escape, and Consolation

The Four of Swords, Writing Blocks, and Choosing Healing

And when a friend told me to make contact again

Moving to Portugal + The Tower card

Using tarot to listen inward, meet uncertainty, and make authentic choices.

Pausing, paying attention, and redesigning my website

A dispatch from the wondrous liminal

A dispatch from the wondrous liminal

A Dispatch from the Wondrous Liminal

A Dispatch from the Wondrous Liminal

A Dispatch from the Wondrous Liminal

The moment you realize this isn’t it

I just got back from an autumnal trip to Maine. I grew up in New England, just north of Boston, and lived in and around New Hampshire and Maine from age 24 to 34 before moving to California. When I first moved, I can’t tell you how homesick I was.

Lately, it’s been harder for me to get up and do yoga and stretch in the mornings. This always happens in autumn, when the sun rises later, and I’d rather spend my usual yoga time snuggled under warm blankets, reading a book.

Have you ever been part of a circle where each soul brings their own unique journey, yet there’s this beautiful flow of support and encouragement between everyone? That’s the kind of magic I’ve found in the Soul-Nourishment Coven.