As promised from July 29th’s post of Part 1, we return today after our Aquarius Super Full Moon window has ushered in some potent energies to add ingredients to our inspirational theme we left off on.

Today’s share will explore messenger stories that my wonderly spirit keeps attuned to, how my inner child aligns me with experiences and discoveries of magickal things, and the way the art of wonder fills my days while I’m dreaming awake.

But before I get to these, I wanted to let you know of a few new things plus share the August Energy Update from Lee Harris. That way you get these updates upfront and can return to the stories section in your own time.

First, for anyone who follows along with us on Instagram, I started a new account. The handle is taniamariemagick. This unfolding came just before the Full Moon and felt divinely ignited, although from the outside may look otherwise and that it happened TO me, rather than me creating it. I’ve been working at and intending a huge reset – some of which I didn’t know the steps to – and what better timing to have unconventional change energy to help anchor in that personal frequency? I can’t tell you how good it feels to start fresh and discern clarity from foundation onward with who I connect with and how I show up. Things have felt so peaceful since, and that’s how I want everything in my life to be. My old account may be back at some later date, but as I’ve told my IG friends, I’m moving forward and seeing this as part of my rebirth. Onward we go, as that’s the way to stand in our power and not have energy leaking elsewhere. And through our embodied actions, we always have opportunity not only to write our own stories, but to help empower others to do the same.

The next update involves one of my, and I know some of your, favorite things – crystals. The new collection release is aimed for 8/8, if I am able to get through everything in time (if not it will be shortly thereafter). It will be the biggest one yet and maybe the last for a while. It will include both individual crystals and quite a few crystal skulls. As I’ve heard a dear friend of mine say a few times, “I’ve been hoarding these” lol! Well, sort of…I always knew they came through me to prepare to go to you, but I find that the wisdom each brings through while they are visiting, creates an alchemy exchange with the ones that stay. I’ve been awaiting their release message. The time is now. You will be able to find them at Joyful Earth Crystals Collection, along with the inspiration behind the name that came from my rabbit Joy and Russian tortoise Gaia (see pics on that page). I will make a quick announcement on the day it goes up, but you’ll be able to check in there if you miss that post.

And last keep an eye on my YouTube Channel, which is now also called taniamariemagick. That’s all I’ll say for now. 🙂

Here’s Lee:

Now back to our theme at hand, beginning with messenger stories that have been stand-outs to me lately. I’m only highlighting some, but others have included lady bugs that keep popping up on

my legs and arms, bumble bees sweetly cozying up (and one that came to transition on the mat

outside our bedroom one morning), small to large lizards always by my side in the garden, and super spunky chipmunks – one of which has been visiting the room I share with Astrid on a daily basis.

He does this by standing tall, knocking at the sliding door, sometimes throwing himself on it, and then jumping on the screen and hanging there – sometimes upside down like The Hanged Man, trying to get in. He then proceeded one day to find me in the bedroom upstairs and did the same.

Wild mustangs and horses always show up at key shift points too.

In dream life there’s been quite a few animal repeats from the past like whale (which I’ve heard has been big with others too) and bear, but a new addition was two chickens that were gifted to me, then ended up in my arms and snuggling me. That was VERY interesting.

I hear you! – ALL of you. Thank you.

And since seals and sealions have been so special to me through my Chiron Return, I thought this photo should kick this section off. Do you see the perfect seal face in the rock beneath me and how happy we both are??

Now on to the short stories that have been particularly impactful with personal and collective messaging…..

Our Feathered Friends/Geese on Parade…With many beach days filling our alpine summer here, that means sharing our time with the Canadian geese that enjoy the warmer months along with us. We always have at least a couple of visitors to our spot, but on this one particular day a whole flock swam over on a mission and paraded onto the beach.

We hadn’t seen such a big group before and it was made up of both adults and youngsters in varying stages of adolescence. You could tell their ages by the varying levels of light fuzz on their heads and necks. They all waddled along confidently and with trust in their group. To witness the geese in all states of growth reflected to me the beautiful cohesion of the collective in all stages of evolution.

Your state and journey may be different, but nonetheless valuable to the whole. Rather than find the places to disagree upon, perhaps we can come to a place of relating to a journey we are all traveling in our own ways – everyone passing through states of newness upon each shift, but just at different times and in different ways. Everyone has challenges, but have varying roads to venture down and play out the individual experience.

And like you, they cannot be rushed to see and change, nor can others be expected to change at all, as that would take away choice and free will. There is divine timing and that is the place we meet in a boundless space, void of ego judgment and attachment.

The geese work together as a whole and take care of one another through the stages of both aging and challenge. These geese walked through the blankets of people, reflecting back a potential that we, too, could experience.

Amphibians & Reptiles/Murmurations of Tadpoles, Frog Friends & Snakes:

We shared one of our favorite peace spots under the giant grandmother Juniper with our visiting friends, where we were graced with bald eagle and osprey soaring above.

It was on this day that I witnessed the tadpole swarms for the first time, alongside their older brothers and sisters in multitudes. I’d seen the larger tadpoles a few days before this and a couple of years ago saw the newly landed frogs on the beach with all four legs and long tails still.

But this was the first time to witness the newly birthed little ones that congregated together like cosmic murmurations within their watery world. What a sight it was to behold – such magick these nebula-like collectives reflected in a mirroring of “as above, so below”.

Again, to witness the layers of varying stages of life and evolutions alongside each other, demonstrated peaceful coexistence and the perfection of the web. I watched them, mesmerized by the haunting beauty, and felt myself taken to the cosmic realms with their weightless and mystical movement. This was a little beach off the main trail that I’d been led to explore with Desiree and hoped to return to so as to witness the next stage of evolution unfold.

It did not disappoint, as the tiny tadpoles and large ones were in abundant display, as if they waited for us.

On the return path a garter snake then slithered across the trail before us, and I pointed her out. Her appearance felt perfect after witnessing this magick. She was the messenger of transformative layers and the alchemy of life in motion.

Interestingly, Dave and I returned on our own twice more to our grandmother Juniper for some peaceful downtime after a couple of very full weeks, and as I took a solo walk and made my way down the same path to see how my tadpole friends were doing, the garter snake once again greeted me!

She slithered across the path ahead of me and I knew her message was being underscored as important for me and my current space I’m navigating. We were meant to dance together once more and these experiences would foreshadow bigger changes up ahead in ways I didn’t imagine. Snake is always in my life and appears during deeply shifting times to remind me how I can be the magician of my own life and how alchemy is a state of being for our directing. There’s no surprise I wear a sacred serpent tattoo on my right hand and wrist. A reminder of my power to rebirth every single moment and that how I manifest my life cycles and choices is in my own hand.

That day I wondered what I would find in terms of my tadpole buddies that have been so enjoyable for me to observe even beyond the things I’m describing here. These encounters with them had been firsts for me in seeing such huge ones and each time I found them it made me want to continue witnessing their evolution. Perhaps the fascination was speaking to timing in my own life and I was curious to see how things would unfold for both of us – me and the amphibious ones. I thought the first of these two return visits after our visitors departed, would have me finding the tadpoles in the stage of starting to beach it, but still with long tails like the year I first discovered these otherworldly looking creatures with my dear friend KC. But instead, I found two stages represented – there were still a bunch of large tadpoles in the water with tails and one set of legs, but now most had evolved to full froghood.

I thought the mini tadpole swarms were magickal, but this was truly special too. Each of these two solo returns brought me in contact with at least a hundred or more all to myself. Upon first arriving to this small lake beach I didn’t see much of anything until I hunkered down and got super present, and tuned into my hawk eyes and rabbit senses.

It was then that I witnessed hundreds of eyes staring back and engaging mine. Everywhere I looked, eyes peeked out of the pollen-covered water, from between reeds and floating plants, from the mud and at the edge of grasses. These amphibian beings then, one-by-one, fully revealed themselves as they warmed into trusting me with their vulnerability.

I spoke to them softly and with wonderly delight that we could share this time together. I extended my gratitude for each brave one who peeked up through the water or fully emerged to just “be” with me. Over the course of the two times I returned on my own, these frogs got to know me and I feel fully that upon my second return they recognized my vibration, sound of my footsteps and my voice. I must have spent two hours total with them, just sitting at the edge of the water, staying low, and only moving slowly so that I could maintain my vibration and not cause them any fear. I wanted to engage everyone there, so I did move around. But when particular frogs seemed extra curious and comfortable, I would stay longer with them. At times they let me as close as inches away. It was an incredible gift.

It’s not easy to maintain that kind of peace around frogs that invites them to stay, as usually frogs will hide or be quiet the minute they feel the vibrations of footsteps coming closer to their sanctuary. I knew this was their space and I was a guest, so I honored that invitation they were extending to me with those big, beautiful eyes of wonder they flashed! The two you see entwined below, were particularly powerful in their presence. They did not move at all the entire time I was there. Their message spoke to me of how powerful we are when the parts within us are working together equally and how duality is a perception of what is really wholeness in motion of being.

They all seemed pleased to be seen in their glory and each one was so unique both in coloring and size – from little ones to giant bull frogs. I fully immersed in the gratitude of hearing the frequency of their journey through the loud silence we all shared.

We are guests on Earth and in each city, state, and country we journey to. A true desire to understand and immerse in the ways of others, rather than impose our ways on them, can invite a rich exchange and nurture new layers to our own life adventure. There are gifts in all layers of experiences. I loved sitting with my frog friends – their stories are far more ancient than ours and their adaptability is an inspiration we can glean much from.

Frogs have been around me a LOT recently, both in dream and waking life. You may recall my dream about the many frogs and one giant one the size of my palm, jumping in my hand. I’m grateful that my dear friend Lisa of The Lemurian Rose found me this golden citrine beauty who sits next to me daily at my desk.

And not only have I been surrounded in multitudes of tadpoles and frogs by the lake, but I’ve also had some more tree frog encounters on our own back forest deck. In fact, I saved one who got himself stuck in our outdoor catio. Somehow he hopped in, but couldn’t find his way out. Dave found him, while cleaning the cat’s litter box and called me, as I’m usually the animal saver. I climbed inside the catio and extended my hand out to him – and what do you know?

He hopped happily aboard and I brought him out to safety. I held him and he sat peacefully in my open palm, then thanked me. I placed my hand down to our pot of dahlias and strawberries so that he could jump on in. I then found another tree frog behind our outdoor couch, sitting peacefully behind Dave reading there on the deck. Of course we exchanged a few words, too.

I think the frog collective has been sending out the message – this is one safe and friendly faery. I also think our evolutionary journeys have become intertwined, demonstrating how much we can morph throughout life and merge as a form of alignment with the energy of the times.

Magickal Moths: And speaking of our deck plants, we caught sigh of our first hummingbird moth we’ve ever seen. This was the twilight evening Desiree and Craig were here and she and I discovered those mysterious mandala plants in the back. The liminal hour felt especially potent and the veils were thin between worlds. Something is afoot. Seeing this huge and special moth highlighted the continual messaging of big transformation in process.

These things seem to travel in two’s or more, as I then saw my second one on a solo hike I did while Dave was biking the same, but longer trail with a friend. These are the first two I’ve ever actually seen and they have accompanied so many moth varieties this summer, alongside multitudes of dragonflies and butterflies.

Amazing things can pop up anywhere and anytime, especially when you’re engaging that wonderly mode and if you believe in seeing and experiencing things. And this solo hike was definitely one of those times, as I had such an enchanted adventure the whole way.

There were vistas of my beloved Lake Tahoe, wildflowers galore, waterfalls, my second hummingbird moth sighting, finding my secret smoky quartz pocket once again – talk about treasures galore!

– and being gifted pure enchantment with an intimate swallowtail connection that warmed my faery heart. I’m in awe at how many crystal beings are flowing into my life, even when I’m simply outside being me. Things have a way of finding us or being seen when we are in a constant state of wise child wonder.

Enchanted Moments/Becoming One with a Butterfly: I saw her sitting on a plant not far from one of the water features and when I got close she fluttered up, asking me to put my hand out. So I did and she hopped aboard.

We stayed like this for about five minutes and she didn’t seem in a hurry to leave. She would flutter her wings now and then, but remained holding onto the skin of my inner fingers and palm. Eventually, I felt it was time to move on, so I brought my hand next to a flower so she could grab on.

I was beyond grateful for this magickal moment and the gift of yet again igniting my transformative rebirth like snake and all the other friends. But I also melted into the beauty of her sweet message as my symbol for my life path, which I received back in my early 20’s. And that’s for me to know.

But again, a take-away might just be that when we are truly present and at peaceful harmony within ourselves, then divine alignment can happen and others – including those most sensitive or different than us – will reflect that resonance and join in the dance of life to celebrate the potentials an open heart can ignite! I’ve had several special encounters with many swallowtails and other butterflies this summer, including this beauty with one tattered wing.

She spoke to me of wholeness in all of our forms, no matter the state we find ourselves currently in.

Playful Heart & Light Approach/Coyote Wise Child: That leads me to the next encounter with coyote. This time I was hiking with a local friend while the hubbies were biking the same trail. I noticed an animal hop out and frolic across the trail ahead. I thought it was a fox at first by its smaller size and the way it moved, but when we got to where he had leapt across, we found him peeking back from the bushes just off to the side. His ears were so huge, as you can see, but his tail was not that of fox. I knew this was a young coyote – likely on his own for the very first time.

What was so fun about this encounter was that he wasn’t scared at all. In fact, he came closer with so much pure innocence and curiosity. I felt him wondering if we would be good playmates. This light and sweet exchange lasted several minutes before we both decided it was time to part ways. The mere fact that we met in this space of wonder, playful potential, and open-hearted connection spoke volumes and was the gift of this encounter. Might we some day return to innocence and commune with all beings and kinds. This meeting of the wise child reflected in all three of us, was yet again the reminder that this is the space that invites magick to happen and all things made possible. Lightness of heart and laughter can support easier transitions from old to new. He headed off slowly in the direction we had come from, but the moments of eye connection were so deep. We’d been in our essence completely in peace. And all along the way up until this meeting, my friend and I had been foraging the forest for treasures and talking about creative projects and visions. Being completely in our childlike hearts supported this alignment to take place with a mirroring of Nature’s wild and youthful child. Coyote shared the importance of staying innocent and playful, bouncing through life with light curiosity even when bumps and challenges might present themselves, and being open to the twists and turns with great resiliency. Life renewal by re-engaging our wise child may just be the ticket to new realities one can only imagine – and children actually do create from that place of imagination.

As mentioned, these encounters seem to travel in two’s or more…so of course coyote greeted us one more time. This one being with Dave, as I was driving us back home from an outdoor evening symphony. Coyote joyfully lept across the evening highway with that little hope and skip that anchored the child within to stay strong! Another time-out-of time encounter outside of the world scene we’re used to being fed for sure.

And that leads me to the last experience of peregrine falcons that just might speak to what I’ve been feeling from others.

Duality Cries for a Return to Harmony/Peregrine Falcons: I’ve noticed that even alongside a certain sense of calm, or experience of alignments and magickal promptings or signs of encouragement, there seems to be a simultaneous emergence of challenges, heightened warnings, and floods of more chronic patterning moving through even many who have been on long conscious journeys.

It feels to be part of the process, as one calls up and wants the new. The old then must come up and out to make room for it. We may not always recognize this as great confirmation of our intents and actions while it feels harsh or icky. If we look within we may find that connection to what we’ve been hoping for and maybe didn’t know how to get there or only thought there was one way to do that. Personally, I try to stay open to the many possible ways, as I know how tricky a conscious ego can be in still running the show. We all have choice in how to approach change, but if we’re truly operating from “the highest good for all” then maybe the promptings have some wisdom for our vulnerable egos. The fight is strong I feel, where it’s not just an external battle we see playing out between opposites, but an internal one that might think it’s operating from the new, but still has old emotions footed in some old.

A recent morning I woke to loud and persistent bird cries outside in the forest that went on for about three hours. It was consistent and kind of distressing. Dave went out on an early bike ride so I went out back to see what was happening. That’s when I saw two peregrine falcons circling the trees and at one point a large, dark bird came out from the limbs of one, chasing them off. Then the peregrine falcons cried incessantly in the air for quite a while, until they landed on a farther tree. Still they cried and so, too, did the big black bird farther off from her tree.

I tried to tune in and felt like there might have been an attack on the dark bird’s nest from the falcons, but the falcons acting in tandem were not happy either. They kept crying even after engagement ended – either upset their attack was curtailed and egos were hurt, or they had been physically infringed upon in some way too and this had been retaliation.

Birds of a collective feather, but each species fighting for their own survival and needs. I saw this fight reflective of the world and the one within us all. I sent Reiki to them all for the highest good and decided that this war of differences need not be the only way. Although the world and people are exhibiting these very deep splits, there are other options than only either or scenarios.

I stood there holding that space of potential as I sent energy – not just for what I witnessed, but for the parts within myself I know can also benefit from anchoring that heart bridge. Even if we don’t know yet what the new looks like for each of us, we can still luxuriate in the wide open field so that our feelings and imagination can seed new blossoms. The light peregrine falcons went quiet and so, too, did the dark bird. Peace and balance was restored that day in the forest of potential.

I am a dreamer indeed, and not just at night in bed. Dreaming awake is a way I invoke creative potential and call forth elements to merge and manifest. Day dreaming is an active form of being an artist of life and the more you can engage all of you to truly feel what you are imagining, believe in it, and can do little acts of trust towards it, the more it becomes a reality.

I desire and envision big changes personally and collectively and so I invite my wonderly wise child to dance through my days every single chance I can. She is the way invisible doors can be seen and opened. The key is through the vision of the heart.

So I don’t stop dreaming and I consciously engage it whether asleep or awake.

There is a profound transformative adventure, individually and collectively, that we are on with unlimited creative potential. I’m so grateful for these moments that reflect the nature of things felt, but not quite yet seen. Nature has a way of revealing so that we can understand the beauty of the in between.

We are seeing stages of this transformation rise across the world. The journey is a beautiful work of art to witness and cocreate.

What are you dreaming awake these days?

Art is who you are and your physical body is the brush you use to bring your colors out into the world canvas.

When you reach into your core to retrieve something true, you demonstrate art as your spirit in motion of being…the gold of you.