A Magical Ritual For the Equinox
This week marked the one year anniversary of going into lockdown throughout most of the U.S. and the world. I know the past year and a half has been less than fun (for most of us) and you’ve had to weather…
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A New Moon. A New Myth. A New World.
Whether you feel ready AF – or not – here you are. And here we are as a collective. Before I go into the first new moon report of the year, I want to review the first week of January…
This is a “Change Your Stars” Moment.
When I went within to meditate on our guidance for this new moon solar eclipse in Sagittarius this morning, the words that clearly rang through were … “This is a change your stars moment.” I instantly recognized the line from…
Summer Sirenalia, Part 3
For our closing ritual, we’ll be connecting with the magic of my lineage – the Janarra clan of Naples, Italy, which is the birthplace of my grandmother. This magical tribe was known as the keepers of lunar mysteries. Because they…
Summer Sirenalia, Part 2
Before I take your hand and dive into the lusciousness of our second Sirenalia, just wanted to take a moment to slow down, see how you are. With the world spinning in the most erratic orbit we’ve experienced in our…
Let’s Celebrate: A Solstice Sirenalia!
Welcome to a pleasure-soaked celebration of the new moon, solar eclipse, and solstice! During this powerful time, I want to invite you to fall in love with yourself, summon the love you want and deserve, and swoon with rapture during…
Falling in love . . . fantasy or reality?
Falling in love is just a myth. What we have is so much greater. I, your Mer creature pulling you down into the deepest depths. You, my Angel soaring me above the tips of the highest mountain peaks. Both of us Sovereigns of our domains. Never giving up ourselves And enmeshing into that story of old. For Water is always water and Air is always air. My heart is sending you secret messages Over the vast distances between us. I love how you receive them and dive down from the Heavens to meet me at the water line. A holy union so graceful that…
