j o u r n a l
energetic sovereignty γ°οΈ
I followed my heartβs call to make an Κ»ohiΚ»a flower essence, and this little medicine is teaching my energy system how to βstay in its own laneβ -- how to claim my ability to instantly create the experience I wish to have, by making it fully mine and not entangling it in external codependency with others. To embrace radical authenticity, where I am no different on the outside than I am on the inside. No parts that Iβm hiding or performing (eek! so thrilling).
the heart of a king π
to my beloved husband, on his 41st birthday. patrick richard the lion heart ~ i love you. i love our life. i love our love. thank you for setting me free.
The Heart of a King ~ Not by fortune, nor by birth ~ But by will to rise and stand ~ Through the fire of walking alone ~ The consecration of a man ~ Young dreams laid to rest ~ Old tethers grow frayed ~ For the making of a ruler ~ Demands a heavy toll be paid ~ So love becomes the anvil ~ Upon which he takes his shape ~ Truth, the rugged shore line ~ Where all illusions break β¦
a year of dreams- πβ‘οΈπΆπ
#2023 - this year has brought so much growth- so much expanse-
such a wide and hearty new ring within our family tree π±ππ³ππ we went out on new limbs, scrambled to new heights, writhed out of skin grown much too tight ππβ»οΈπ¦ like seeds, we burst- we trust- we become even more *us*
trusting and flowing with life, we remember we are freeβ
we discover how miracles are made
new year ritual: reflecting + visioning
resolutions ? perhaps⦠but more importantly, reflection. rumination. integration. vision casting. part analyst, part oracle. dreaming and scheming. feeling the shape of the future. sensing what life yearns to create through us- what we yearn to give life to. there are so many things i uncover when i look closely in the rearview mirror of a year. wisdom, understanding, revelation gleaned in the passing of time.
delivered to the promised land
i follow the rainbows. guided by a voice inside ///
visions, omens, decreesβ led to a new life at the edge of the sea.
βI know you, I walked with you once upon a dream.β
i envisioned this life so many times.
it felt like some far-off future, always in the back of my mind,
Here I am, living it in real time. ππππΊπππ₯
ode to the ozarks β°
we packed our entire lives into a 26-foot cube and set off for our next grand adventure! (moving overseas is nooo joke β phew!)
we hug our loved ones tight. thank you thank you thank you !! to my beloved aunt and uncle, to my darling cousins, to my grandpa- monarch and patriarch of the family.
to all who made it possible for us to be here these last few yearsβ¦
our gratitude runs so deep. our love, even deeper.
pioneer spirits/ expanding westward
the islands are calling and i must go π πππΊπ΄ππ¬π₯₯β€οΈβπ₯ big change is happening, yβall! after three years of hermiting & healing in southwest missouri π§πΏπ‘π£π (aka living in a log cabin deep in the heart of an oak forest wildflower meadow/ gardening, homesteading, wildschooling/)
weβre packing up our lives and moving across the sea to HAWAII βοΈπππ
riding the rainbow bridge π across the sea π
last night I dreamt my car was leaking fuel #symbolism >>i have life-changing news!!!! but first, the preface<< i rise in the dark of an early winter morning. the dawn is electric with impending change. like the air before a midwestern thunderstorm -- you know somethingβs coming. the entire atmosphere has shifted, but you canβt see it yet with your eyes. (my intuition usually knows whatβs up.)
molokai :: medicine woman
this morning i woke up by the ocean. on a tiny dot of an island, far out in the very center of the pacific. πππππ molokai. i rejoice in where iβve landed. wild untamed alive / a home with a king bed that feels like a cloud / a drawer full of organic spices / a laundry line on the screened porch where our clothes can blow in the ocean breeze and dry themselves in the warm sun. ππ΄πΊππΆπ§Ί
homeschool // lifeschool
this is our tenth year homeschooling (!!). wowow, a whole decade.
somehow it feels huge and fleeting at the same time. bittersweet, as with all things parenthood. even after all these years, i * marvel * at all the ways in which homeschool fills our cups + sets us free. free to live joyfully, openly, magically in alignment with our deepest values and soul callings. free to radiate that aliveness out into the world. healing, wholling, revolutionary.
sixteen β¨π§ββοΈπππππ
happy sixteenth birthday to my nature loving, storytelling, poetry weaving, mountain climbing, wave riding, french speaking, film directing, solo traveling, water healing, golden haired and golden hearted, ever sun-kissed, dolphin-spirited daughter anna madrid ππ¬ππ§πΌββοΈπππ¦wise so far beyond her years. yet silly, uninhibited and so very playful :: she who DJβs every gathering because of her incredible taste in music ::
homegrown life :: wildly lived
life these days: waking at dawn and facing east, tending this little cottage in the forest, caring for chickens, stewarding bees, reading books aloud to my loves, teaching the teenager to drive and build a website, teaching the 9-year old to use power tools and haul water, farm chores until weβre stiff and dirty and hungry, dirty fingernails in garden soil, fresh picked salad (gosh, sooo much salad) and berries and vegetables, picnics, growing herbs for medicine,
taurus moon \\ domestic wizardry
ode to the moon in taurus. i believe in creating a home environment that supports the life i wish to live. magical, earthy, grounding, nourishing. our environment is an extension of our energy field. influencing // being influenced by our thoughts, feelings, words⦠the energies that flow through day by day. i harmonize my home. it tunes me back. physically, mentally, emotionally.
library of a book worm
loving to read = constant learning + growing // the ability to expand your mind + life // discovering new sides of yourself // teaching yourself anything β‘οΈππͺπ‘π§©ππ¦ππ¬π§ πΈπ€Ήπ books have *literally* changed my life over and over and over again. and i wanted to share some of my biggest change-makers. hallelujah for the written word!! π and enormous gratitude for being a modern human, with the sum total of all human knowledge at our fingertips ππ±
++ perception medicine ++
beauty = nourishment = medicine = healing = magic πΈπΏππ±πΌ
iβve trusted the plants with my life and theyβve walked me all the way home to myself. revealing a world full of shimmering gifts + tools scattered at our feet. ππππ§ββοΈπ¦πΏπ§©π£π₯β‘οΈπ¨π this is not a metaphor! the world is alive and speaking to us. (mckenna) our only role is to be * o p e n * and present. we have the power to change our perception + consciousness at will (real life magic β‘οΈ)
turning compost \\ churning change
βyou hold the spade to turn new soil. for the coming grace you hold the plans.β -- ayla nereo ππΏπ©π»βπΎππΈπ¦ ββ»οΈππ§¬π
a lil earth mama in her garden bliss. turning compost / churning change β»οΈπ making wishes she had no idea would become so true (or so trying). this last year has stripped me of all the old, stale, decaying parts of myself and chucked them into a giant compost heap to decompose and be regrown.
the other person isnβt the problem
βIf you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?β { rumi } i once read a meme that said βmeasure your growth by how you see others.β everything and everyone in life that triggers us is a sacred mirror. >> gaze deeply. everything that upsets us about others can lead us to a greater understanding of ourselves, if we choose it. iβve been hurt in my life.there have been times when others have caused me great pain. i sit in it. it feels like suffering.
we have been given all the tools
a direct transmission from my work with amanita muscaria. profound, life-changing, radical. never the same. i stand beneath a cliff-face upon which every dream of my life is strewn. i reach up to touch them but i fall short. theyβre * just * beyond my reach. if only i were a few inches taller. if only i could stretch myself a tiny distance more. i try and try and try but nothing changes.
