Surrendering to the dark
The darkness is here. Samhain has officially opened, and we have been claimed. Claimed by the dark mother who wraps us in her cloak of love, inviting us to rest. Inviting us to dream. Inviting us to take refuge from the blaring light of striving, and rest in the descent. Surrender into the unraveling. Surrender into the death of the year.
The Art of NOT Trying
This past weekend I spent the day in the woods with a sweet group of souls connecting with St. John’s Wort , and with the wisdom of the...
Trust as a Spiritual Guide in a Safety Obsessed Culture
By definition, trust requires a level of unknown or lack of control in order to call it in, otherwise it’s not trust, it's safety.
Getting Comfortable with Liminality
We’re now in the deep, black waters of the dying year, in the last weeks of our journey towards the darkness. This is the final stretch...
Rose's Medicine: Softening into Self-Love
Ros is an exquisite ally in helping us soften, surrender, find ease and peace in our body, open our hearts, unwind trauma, and help us feel
Grief, Possibility, and the Precious Dark Days of the Year
It’s often at this mystical time of year that I find myself lingering in a liminal space in the early morning before I fully wake. Where...