Not All Who Wander Are Lost

"The strength of my soul Was born on the backs of moments That brought me to my knees." -S.L. Shawna Heaton   I have fully surrendered. I will no longer rage against what I deem "should be," but rather lean into the discomfort of "what is."   I accept...

Last night's Shamanic Drumming & Journey Circle was such a beautiful event. Setting intentions with the New Moon of balance in Libra. Lighting candles to send those prayers to the heavens. Mother Drum; heartbeat of creation. Collective safe space held. And the Guides - our...

I want to talk about nature and how it always holds the medicine I need.   The other day I was rushing and running late and every driver on the road seemed that they, too, were grumpy and rushing. Cars were honking and cutting each other...

"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so...

Can we please talk about the days we get to wake naturally and not to the artificial sound of an alarm?! About how wonderful it is to stretch slow like a cat allowing ourselves the time to languish the dawn and the canvas of clouds...