Category: Seasonal Celebration
Preparing for this winter storm
Iāve got a busy day ahead of me. I need to fill our bathtub with water, make sure the woodpile is stocked, and gather up all the candles I have sprinkled around the houseābecause a winter storm is officially en route to the mountains, and apparentlyā¦itās gonna be a big one. I used to get…
Quiet magic for the in-between days
Thereās something about these last weeks in December that feels both like Iāve stepped onto a rushing polar expressāall busyness and bright whistles and life streaking by at colorful warp speedāand like Iām standing at the edge of a quiet wood, one whose snowbank is beckoning me to just…rest. These last weeks of the year…
April 2025 Intuitive Reading
Power, prosperity, finding flow in your life andā¦cave bears?? Aprilās intuitive reading has a lot of layers, and I loved every. single. one. After picking this card it’s obviousā¦ weāre walking into this month with so much energy and potential. An opportunity to create the foundation your soul needs to start really moving things in your life. Ready to get the download…
Your invite to Winter Intuition School
Iām feeling a call this winter. Maybe more so than any winter beforeā¦ The call to go deeper. Are you feeling it too? The pull to go beneath the surface of the world, with all its temporal crises, and touch that which hums underneath it all. That whale-deep body of wisdom that is older than our…
What does it mean to be “in process”?
The earth in our garden is ready for planting. How do I know? It looks like a āmess.ā The cozy mulch of winter leaves has decomposed into wet clumps. Here and there chunks of soil push up in a riot of disorganized weeds and the compost is spilling out of its pen, bursting into lawns…
Opening your Doors Again
Last week I opened the doors to my house.Ā It was a glorious early spring day, the hillsides were bursting with daffodils and a robin was singing, singing from a nearby tree.Ā Ā Iād opened the doors in winter, of course, but always in a hurried manner, holding them for a second while I hauled wood in from…
The Center of your Magic
The days leading up to the solstice are a kind of peakā a peak of darkness, a peak in the calendar year, and a peak of activity.Ā And yet, as a sensitive and an empath, Iāve always loved this time of the year for its interiorityāthe call to sit at the heart of the mountain…
Kindling a Fire on Cold Nights
I sat in front of the cold woodstove. We hadnāt had a fire since last season, so it took me a minute to remember the rhythm. I kindled the small flame with dried orange scraps and then I fed itābit by bit. I built the fire thoughtfully, working my way through the wood until I…
