The energies of this week are unfolding in the most astonishing way: it’s still quite a while before the Yule enchantments, and yet the dark season is already telling its own tales — offering strange (and strangely beautiful) gifts and opportunities. The dark time is honest — brutally honest, even — and its stories carry that raw, unvarnished truth. They echo the old Grimm fairytales, where every gift demands a
With Samhain, the dark time of year has begun. As the Moon wanes, we approach the darkest New Moon of the year. There is less and less light outside, and when the clocks are set back to winter time, darkness falls as early as five in the evening. It takes more focus and energy now to maintain a bright state of mind. During such periods, it’s especially helpful to anchor
Mothers of mine, Grandmothers and Ancestresses,Women of my Line — strong, radiant, and wise —I call to you through time and blood,through heart and breath, through the memory of the soul. I thank you for life, for light, for resilience,for standing firm when the world trembled,for loving when the pain was great,for walking the path — so that now it opens for me. May your hands become wings behind my
“The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.” These are precisely the energies that fill this weekend. We draw strength from our Maternal Source — both from within ourselves and from the Elder Women of our Ancestral Line. The Magical Door opens now through care — for your home, your loved ones, and, equally important, for yourself: your state, your emotions, your life as a whole. This is the