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“The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say” ~ Anais Nin

The Goddess and Trump.

I never expected to hear about politics from my guides but here is a positive look at the run for Presidency in America, and the role that Goddess plays. "Even with wings clipped, She reigns. Everything that is, comes through Her. Subdued, forced into Her cave,...

A Beautiful Bed.

Do you make your bed in the morning? I do. My bedroom is my sanctuary. A well made bed, for me, is an invitation for peaceful slumber, meditative contemplation, and sensual expression. Therefore, I take great care with how I dress my bed and how I keep it from day to...

We are Made of these Things.

As above, so below. We are capable of great things, because we are both spirit and flesh, united by a filament of invisible matrix, we are divinity incarnate, the mundane and the mystic, of stars and of earth, of imagination and intellect. image:  Michael Hamilton

The Black Moon of October.

We can flow with the moon like we flow with the Sacred Feminine; from darkness where we seek inner guidance - like a woman who enters the cave of introspection and comes out wiser, to a budding light where we sow seeds for visions yet to come - like Mother Nature as...

Autumnal Equinox 2016.

  We are here, at the portal to the coming darkness, at the foot of the Autumnal Equinox. The Sun enters Libra and how fitting, as Equinox is a time of equal light and dark - Balance. And so we too enter a time of balance, mirroring the cycles of nature within...

Pass the Fillers! I Don’t Want to Age like a Goddess!

“Don’t be afraid. Change is such a beautiful thing,” said the Butterfly.” ~ Sabrina Newby The other day, my daughter and I approached an escalator at the same time as a woman of a certain age. Very graciously, my daughter motioned for her to go first. We all exchanged...

Stardust Woman, You Are.

Women, in their inherent sacredness, embody the mystery and beauty of Nature. We express exquisitely what Gaia cycles through as days turn to nights and weeks turn into months, as seasons change and weather treats us to her whims and moods. So don't be surprised that...