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<sub>Sometimes we settle inward,
tending to hearth and home,
the soft spaces
of our own being and belonging.
Sometimes we spread our wings
and leap into the broad unknown,
letting ourselves soar
as we fly into the possible,
wind in our feathers
and fire in our eyes.
Sometimes we integrate the two
and flourish in our own centered wholeness,
one hand against
the heartbeat of home,
one fist lifted high
to feel which way the wind
is blowing today.

I'm getting ready to take a social media break for travel and I'm also doing my Cauldron Month early this year, so this will be my last news post until August. :) If you've never heard of the Cauldron Month concept before, a free resource kit is available for you here.

Happy Summer!</sub>

Listen.
I am the heart of summer,
the dance of sunlight
across open water,
the height of passion,
the flourishing of the earth,
the flowering,
and ripening,
and returning to seed.
My heart overflows with gratitude.
I know the magic
of bright flower,
golden kernel,
plump berry,
rich ground.
The symphony of savoring
and what it feels like to
dance sunlight into wine.

A Spell for Beltane:

Gather up some soft petals
and hold them to your lips.
Let them whisper to you of pleasure.
Do not let it fade away.
May you connect to those things
that bring you pleasure,
those things that bring you joy,
let them speak to you of
the wellspring of joy that rests within.
Let them sing to you of wonder and delight,
of your own magic,
of things once lost
that can be found.
Breathe deep
and make a vow of commitment to your life
as it breathes now,
to your body
as it stands now.
Make a promise,
deep and silent,
secret and strong
to your own magic nestled within.
Take one petal for pleasure,
one petal for joy,
one petal for delight,
one petal for magic.
Press them against your skin,
let them soak in.
One by one,
the spell is done. 

Ode to April:

you arrive with thunder and wind 

May we nourish seeds
of possibility and joy.
May we tend to seeds of connection
and seeds of ideas.
May we nurture seeds of genius
and sparks of change.
May we gather up
what we’ve created
and hold it lovingly
and then open our hands
and let go.
May we plant what we can,
savor what we can,
harvest what we need to thrive,
and love where we are now,
hearts alive
and hopes extended.
May we be as full of promise
as a nestled seed,
lying in darkness
at the fiercest edge
of cracking open,
ready to see what grows.

Imbolc brings an invitation into change,
to step into the forge of transformation,
to sink into the holy well of healing,
to open ourselves up to an evolving path
of growth and discovery.
It is now that we remember
we are our own seeds of promise
and while there is time yet
to stay in the waiting place
biding our time
and strengthening our resources
so we have what we need to grow,
soon we will feel the wheel
urging us onward,
the call to set forth
becoming unmistakable and strong.
Let us settle ourselves into center,
nestle into trust and determination,
and extend outward from here
feeling the sweet wind caress us
and the fiery forge beckon us
as we heed the summons to roll on,
the path opening up before us as we move.

May the warm sun
remind you
that you are nourished.
May the solid earth
remind you
that you are held.
May the swift hum of blood
through your veins
remind you
that you are connected.
May the sweet breeze
in your chest
and across your face,
remind you
that you are loved.
May you remember
that you are carried
by the elements,
your life its own
kind of magic. 

Reminder: our ongoing daily practice, #30DaysofGoddess, is updated monthly with prompts, prayers, printables, and practices.