The Yellow Diary

There is deep wisdom in walking towards the very thing you have been taught to avoid. The shadow, namely those aspects of yourself buried in shame, fear, and denial, holds the key to your freedom. To reject that which binds you to this plane of existence is to remain fragmented, repeating ancestral wounds and karmic…

The Venus Diary

The 10th March as Venus Completes It is a strange light that shines on that space between spaces, where time is suspended and space is meaningless. The pressure that has been building within is released, leaving you tired yet curiously refreshed. More emptied and ready to be filled with … Well that good old Shadow…

The Yellow Diary

There are times when it is necessary to bear the weight of another’s actions from lOve and respect. There maybe a quiet dignity in shielding a soul from poison they do not yet perceive, but it is still a strange burden, this unseen guardianship, for it demands not only silence but the quiet surrender of…

The Yellow Diary

The pain that many internally feel, be it from encounter or ancestral legacy, rises. Unleashed, the full froth of that inner suppressed frustration, years of trauma is myopically directed outwards vented often towards an unwitting target. Justified and satisfied all in the name of dharma, the now ‘empowered’ feels vindicated because they have put up…

The Venus Diary

The 2nd March as Venus enters completion, pauses and descends. And there she stands, a threshold to cross, a path sloping downwards, a path that will, very shortly, lead back home. No longer needing to hold a space for all those whom she lOves; no longer interested in the Darkness striding through the world; no…

Imbolc

A chairde, lá fhélle Bríde sona daoibh (ah, cor-dja, law ay-la bree-ja sona dee-ove) (Friends, happy Bridget’s Day) To the Celts, time was measured not by a rigid calendar but in honour of the natural rhythm of the Earth. The midpoint between the four Cardinal moments – the days of equal light and dark (the…

The Gold Diary

Silence exists in many forms, each shaped by its purpose, the stillness, or indeed the turmoil, it occupies, and the energy it holds, carrying a depth beyond words, expressing meanings that language often cannot contain. There is the silence of stillness, a pause that allows thoughts to settle, like the calm that follows a passing…

The Venus Diary

The element of water can be seen through our emotional expression. Trauma, whether personal or ancestral, freezes those emotions, rendering them static, all the while burn beneath this ice. Choosing to heal is like gradually melting what has been frozen. If you don’t, you repeatedly face situations that violently break the ice apart. However, the…

In the Shadow of the Light

  The New Moon in Mutable Earth, conjoined Zosma   “Like a garden in the forest that the world will never see” Stuart Adamson Artist unknown   In a quiet, but ordinary village, where the sun kissed the fields and the wind whispered through the trees, there lives a woman named Lorna. Her home, a…

The Venus Diary

The Venus Diary on the 23rd of March In the midst of a boisterous city, where the thoroughfares pulse with the swift strides of multitudes, nestles a charming vintage store. Its façade boasts a display of trinkets, enticing passers-by to halt and steal a glimpse within. Among its eclectic collection, there resides an old music…