When I close my eyes, she steps forward. We meet in the stillness, the grounding of my energy, in the space between each conscious breath. She is rooted in deep-knowing; the image of grey hair and soft wrinkles, eyes that carry a sense of hope. She is wise. She is warm. She is home. She knows the intricate complexities that I am made up of and she holds me delicately in understanding and compassion She guides me to all the places I need to go, leading me towards my true authenticity She anchors me to the Great Mother below me...

I sat in Ceremony this weekend; bum on the grass, with the morning sun warming my face. I intended to sit with Mama Cacao as I continue my deep, inward heart-space journey - she has become a sacred ally for me on this journey. Ritualistic practice is a natural expression for me, over the years I have found many ways to include small, powerful practices into my daily life as a way of keeping The Sacred alive and giving back to myself. The flow of the morning morphed into the shape of spontaneous expansion - a fire ceremony and birthday...

Beginnings only ever come from endings I sat quietly this morning for the first time in 2 weeks, my little boy Noah has been on school holidays and it’s been a busy and social time. After a couple of breaths, I realized how much I longed for this stillness and connection to self. A deep […]