Our Winter in Spring continues here, as a new storm moved in on Wednesday and the second hits today through Sunday bringing more snow to the already thawing landscape. You can see in these windowscapes of our backyard, how things keep bouncing back and forth by the day

The seasons are being fickle with my bulbs who oscillate between the experience of receiving both sunshine and snow kisses.

On our way out for a walk at the other end of town, the morning of the first of these late storms, I snapped a few photos of some of my bulb baby clusters sprouting with glee and the very first crocus blooms.

Last year it was the yellow crocus who burst forward first and this year it’s all about the purple babies, which feels fit since I’ve been wearing a lot of purple and immersing in my amethyst crystal friends – a favorite of my rabbit and tortoise companions.

I am hoping to get out perhaps next week to clean up the perimeter of the house from Autumn and Winter shedding, but that will depend if the forecast holds long enough to provide me days of sunshine and melted ground. It will be a big undertaking again, but I do want my blossoms to have a nice welcoming and there’s great satisfaction clearing the old away.

I’m so excited for all of these beauties to emerge. You may recall that each year I keep adding more and more bulbs, which I’ll do again this Fall. It’s the perfect rebirthing energy to open new doorways and it’s going to be glorious!

And glorious is also the aroma wafting through the house right now from the oven. I’m baking one of my favorites – a crumb cake – while writing this share as the falling snow frames the peripheral of my vision in the garden patiently waiting to awaken.

It all feels nostalgic, which somehow feels perfect for this season of transition we’ve entered once again, both in the outer world visual landscapes and in the inner world emotional ones.

It’s hard to believe that it will already be seven months, on the 30th, that Astrid has been physically gone from our lives. It seems like yesterday, but that yesterday is now so far away.

Which brings me to this week’s pivotal shift that took place within the gateway of the Libra Full Moon Lunar Eclipse that I felt important to express with my friends here who are a special part of our lives.

It is with great sadness that I share our sweet boy, Boojum, has joined Astrid in the stars.

He had a rapid decline starting Friday the 22nd, which at first seemed to be one of his uremic episodes he bounces back from. This time it went longer and the effects took him out much more physically to a state that hinged on any-moment-surprise-trauma. Interestingly, I’ve noted that Boojum is very tied in with the Full Moons and in fact many of his previous episodes have all culminated on and around them in the past. I had a sense, even before the episode started, that this Full Moon Lunar Eclipse could be much bigger for him – likely the end – and started preparing Dave when in fact he did start his decline.

When he didn’t turn around like other episodes, I knew this was a pivotal point.

As mentioned in other posts, Sweet Pea came to Dave just before he and I started dating and Boojum came just months after. So while they are connected to Dave, foremost, I have been in their lives nearly since the very start with Sweet Pea and in fact from the beginning with Boojum. Dave is deeply connected to cats, like I am with rabbits, and so it is even harder for him to go through this loss after having these soulmates in his life between 15 and 16 years (they’re both nearly 17 years old). So, it would also be for him to decide if and when to assist either of them before any traumatic incidents and suffering occurred.

With a Libra Full Moon, relationships and partnerships are highlighted, and the portal that opened with this one was indeed one of endings. The kind of endings that lead to new beginnings and fostering new layers to relationships both within oneself and without – even if at yet they’re unseen.

Over the months, weeks, and days we’ve had to keep assessing things to make sure our kitty babies were having quality of life and when experiences would potentially surpass that. The day before the Full Moon, a lot of processing took place and it was in fact on Monday, March 25th’s Full Moon Eclipse when Dave knew what his decision must be for Boojum’s sake, although his heart would rather choose otherwise.

He made the call to see about scheduling Boojum’s transition and was surprised when our go-to person said she was available that very evening. It could have taken place on the actual day of the Full Moon Eclipse, but this proved to be shockingly too soon for Dave, so instead we scheduled the next evening to give us a full day with Boojum.

And that’s exactly what the 26th was – Boojum day. We both put aside everything else and did nothing but lay with him and our little family throughout the day, as that was all he wanted to do – be with us snuggled in our comfort.

That morning started off quite potent though. Dave got up, while I lingered in bed with both of the cats. I heard a bang and then the downstairs sliding door open and close. Dave then appeared in our room cupping something in his hands. He was distraught as he walked over to me, opened his hands and gently handed me a precious little bird.

I knew what had happened. The bird had hit our window and Dave had retrieved him from the ground. He said he was still alive when he picked him up, and he hoped that his warmth and Reiki would revive him. When he handed the little one over, he wasn’t aware he had died. I told him he had passed peacefully with him. Dave told me he was too fragile to handle this, too, right now and walked out of the room leaving me with the little bird.

I decided to stay there with the bird for a while, doing energy work to go backwards in time to the impact and support him through the entire journey with loving energy. Then assisted the transition to the Cosmos and felt to share the little bird with Boojum. Both cats were with me, but didn’t seem interested until I let Boojum connect and he leaned in to gently touch him with his nose. Boojum had always been a gentle boy.

There was indeed alchemy woven in the experience between Dave and the bird and the bird and Boojum. It felt to me that this bird had consciously played a part for this process. I think you can connect your own dots. I buried the sweet little one in my garden with a tiny quartz crystal and flower, and covered the grave with one of my rock finds from the area, adorned with blue quartz.

Oddly, just several days before this, I heard banging inside our chimney followed by bird cries from within. I knew a bird had somehow gotten down it and was stuck. More banging, more crying…I was worried and trying to figure out what to do, while hoping for the little one to find his/her way out. Sweet Pea was equally on alert, laying near the fireplace and looking with wide eyes each time the sounds came from the chimney. But the bird did find their way out and for about twenty minutes after the incident, I kept seeing and hearing a bird outside squawking quite a bit. I feel it was the one who had gotten trapped inside, voicing his/her relief from the fear and struggle. That also seemed reflective.

And then the third incident happened – things do go in waves of three – as just yesterday the 28th I found another dead beauty when we woke up for breakfast, laying on the fresh snow bed that cradled her now lifeless body. She looked like she had just passed from also hitting one of our other big windows. I carried her in, but only told Dave who watched me go outside, rather than showing him so as not to bring more pain to his grieving. It was very sad to have all of this happen in such a short span. And yet it all feels connected and weaving a potent alchemy. A bird hitting your window heralds significant change and new phase in life.

I buried this beauty with a tiny quartz crystal and sprig of pine next to the other one in my garden that has become an animal sanctuary on many levels.

Everything is connected.

We’ve now ordered the same special stickers we used to have in our treehouse at the very top of the mountain in our condo before moving here. These have special reflectors to warn birds.

And that brings us back to sweet Boojum.

In recent weeks, I noted how both Boojum and Sweet Pea had started seeking me out when I’m downstairs in my office – a place they normally stayed away from since they knew it was Astrid’s domain. Even after Astrid transitioned, they still didn’t want to pass the threshold of the door, nor go downstairs that much. Her presence is still powerfully present.

But each of the kitties began to look for me there, cry out to me, and want to be with me on my lap at my desk.

I knew a shift was happening, as I’ve always noted that animals in pain or transitioning seek me out.

I gently would draw things to Dave’s attention, as to prepare him step-by-step. We’ve known conditions and possibilities for the kitties for a while, so this helped in preparations behind the scenes. With Astrid it was a surprise, and that suited me more, which she knew. And although I’ve known the reality of things looming with sped up, approaching time, it’s taken a while for Dave to allow himself to fully go there. So it was good to have things go more slowly than a surprise blow for him. Especially after already having to go through Astrid’s departure. Each of our soul companions know what is best for us.

And I believe we do the very best we know how to for them.

When we learned of the critical points each of our kitties had reached, we made a commitment not to travel and just be with them at home to administer all their meds and to share all the love. In fact we cancelled two trips we had planned around my birthday because it was more important to make the most of our time together.

And that’s just what we did on Boojum’s last physical day with us. As I mentioned above, we stopped the clock on everything and literally just spent the day snuggled up on the bed together as a family with him, as all he wanted to do was cuddle, be cuddled and comforted, and rest. That’s actually really all he wanted in his last days. He’d follow us around everywhere we went and just wanted us to hold him. So we did.

And we made sure, just as we did with Astrid, to each write and read him a special message before his departure. Dave also sang him a song and he sat on the couch the whole time listening.

I won’t share the whole passage I did with Boojum, but I do want to share these parts as they feel to speak to something key to pass along in message.

“…I’m so grateful for the gifts you’ve given to me. They weren’t always easy to see at first, nor to embrace in the moment, but you helped me to ponder the beauty of all that comes before me. And that includes you. The way you live for the moment and know nothing of a past or future. The way you sucked the marrow of life, which is one of the things most people don’t know how to do, long for, and fall short in ever experiencing. The way you cradled your earthly embodiment as the gift and miracle that it is – really living and loving for the sensuality of this experience like no other. You taught me and anyone who was present to your alchemy, how rich this life is and the reasons why we embody here. Not merely to go about the stresses we add onto our lives to live for a day that may never come, but to REALLY BE in body and drink of its wine right here and now. All of the earthly pleasures, you knew so well, how to luxuriate in as the mysterious black panther prince that you are and always will be…

…Your heart is kind. Your mind a bit crafty and even at times bratty, but it was all part of your calling our attention to nurture a love for our feelings and desires in the moment…to not push away joy and breathing in what was possible to have now. It was at times hard to swallow, but that is because we’re taught not to honor these feelings. You were right there always saying, “yes” to all that you want…and teaching us the same…to say “yes” to all that brings our hearts joy. So thank you. I may not have said it enough and took me long to see it, but I have come to understand your alchemy and will not forget it in the days ahead. And I’m sure you won’t let me, as you continue to make your presence known from where you are headed…”

We lit a candle and were all together in our home and space we shared, to support him on into the eternal.

It was a beautiful, peaceful and sacred experience. Unforgettable, just as Boojum is.

After, we went for a walk out behind the house in the forest and it was a beautiful sunset sky celebrating Boojum in heavenly peach clouds serenaded by a pack of coyotes in the near distance.

We have so many wonderful memories to draw upon and call up when we need to transmute the pain.

He was such a character and made an impression on everyone – usually imparting many giggles. He pranced across the floor on his toes, galloped like a tiny pony, and proudly humped his Humpty Bear (despite being fixed) without any qualms that eyes were upon him – in fact he hoped so lol! 

I will miss the sweet moments and how my singing was able to lull him into peace, especially if he was scared or not feeling well.

I will miss his googly eyes locking with mine as I whispered “Boogish” over and over in his ears.

I will miss him riding proudly like the prince he is, excited to be swung over mom’s shoulder and carried everywhere like this.

And I’ll especially miss the way he paused time and softened me with his slow motion, outstretched arm reach to touch my face with his paw. Something he did over and over on his last morning with dozens of intentional paw presence all over my face to let me know he “would always be right here,” just like E.T. said to Elliott with his touch before departure back home to the Cosmos.

We’ve kept relatively quiet to ourselves again with this process until it was over, as it’s been important to us to create these intimate spaces to anchor in the love as a family.

But because you’ve been a part of our journey, and have shared your love with our fur children, we share this sacred passage with you.

It’s a way I heal through sharing and vulnerability, as writing is very cathartic for me.

It also feels important because of all the grief so so many are navigating these days individually and collectively – a way to help flow that energy and to know its presence in our lives is a rich weaving we share, although feels otherwise.

As I wrote before:

Grief is challenging for most people, as when you’re in the midst of it or it comes on fast, it can feel quite traumatic and send a ripple of downward spiraling and feel never-ending until or unless the softening occurs. One never really ends grief, but it does fade and joy can actually reside alongside pain and loss. In fact, grief and pain can actually be a connective bridge for joy and sweetness. And while grief comes in waves of intensities, between those waves and even after the crest of each, pockets of potential are activated that only the doorway of pain helps to access.

We grow through the pains and rise from the ashes by leaning into the inherent beauty of each piece of wholeness.

An end of an era continues here for us, with the passing of two of our three fur children within seven months and our third nearing her own day, which I trust she’ll navigate beautifully too.

In the meantime, we’re embracing each day fully with the courageous Sweet Pea who is going through her own evolution, while of course helping us with our own as well. She was the first and she’ll be the last. A full circle indeed, but also like a spiraling, unwinding itself and preparing to spiral anew.

And there’s a lot of full circle going on I see, as today’s Good Friday marks 21 years ago that Nestor – my twin soul in rabbit form – first came into my life in 2003. That was the beginning of an era for me that has shifted so much and during which I’ve seen six dear soul companions in animal bodies move on.

There’s been a huge deepening for both Dave and I through all of this. Individually and together it’s all added richness and I know will continue even though right now the other side is not yet seen.

I know that Dave will go through his own opening, as I have, through the passing of his closest companions, but unlike the last time he lost his beloved twin soul in cat body in 2008, this time he is not alone in processing the grief. He’s doing beautifully and I’m proud of how he, too, is navigating this transformation.

The hardest part was in the letting go and making the decision. He has since felt relief, although mourns the loss that taxes his heart strings to their resiliency depths.

And relief is shared on my end, while I process the grief as well. Relief knowing Boojum is at peace and now in his expansiveness to be part of my team. I look forward to the magick and mystery Mr. Jaguar shapeshifter will bring into my days and work ahead and to his beloved dad too.

So yes, a lot of releasing, relief, resiliency, and rebirthing dancing in our days. I feel that is not ours alone as experience, but a collective tapestry shared.

I’m reminded for some reason of the time, three years ago, when our little family was in refuge as evacuees from the fires. I remember seeing a large spider’s web at our garage door when we headed out and locked up our house, carrying our three fur babies with us. Webs reflect spider’s resiliency to build and rebuild, even if their web is destroyed. 

I wrote this during that time:

“I feel we are much more resilient than we think or give ourselves credit for – just like the enduring and adaptable cactus I’ve found around me recently, too, that speak to our survival and protection even amidst challenges, but in a way that creates thriving.

The human body is miraculous and the heart is an alchemist. Even though we keep getting thrown a bunch of curve balls and continue having the rug pulled out from under us with everything going on in the world, time and time again, we’ve proven we have the ingenuity to recreate and rise again.

However, in the midst of it all we need to remind ourselves about the importance of refuge – both to create this within ourselves, but also to create spaces for this in our lives in either literal ways of a safe haven, a supportive community, or recharging outlet of some sort. It’s true, this could be a home, but it could also be what ever makes you feel at home, energized, and fills your well. We need to take time for ourselves, not be afraid to ask for help – as any form of family can be refuge from harsh experiences, and be willing to seek out or build this if one doesn’t exist. Opening our hearts to, or helping to create this for others, are gifts we can also provide in the form of refuge.

And maintaining that relentless commitment becomes vital to anything we want to manifest and see in our lives and out there in the world. Remembering not to give up too soon, as sometimes when things seem the hardest, is when we need to stay the course the most. Changes can be right around the corner, but we’ll never know if we don’t stay consistent, persistent, dedicated, and focused. It’s easy to get off track with everything that comes at us, so having markers in place as reminders, staying aware to the messages coming at you, and souls in human or animal bodies (or even just guides in general) who care about you to give you that encouragement, can all be super beneficial. Also, even when things feel like they’ve arrived, the way to ensure they are a mainstay is to consistently embody that energy and not let down your awareness and connection to intentional living. Remember my mention of hawk in my last post and the message they carry of “clarity and vision…the ability to hone in on something (the micro) within the wide (macro) expanse and to be able to go directly to the goal with absolute bullseye focus.” If you really want something, you’ll come to see how truly important it really is by how much you walk the talk of that intention, hope, or dream.

We’re in some fertile and vital times as humanity and this speaks to me of each of us deciding how important what we talk about truly is to us. And if it is, I know we have the resiliency to see it through and the support matching our level of commitment. I also know how important creating times, spaces, places, or groups of refuge for ourselves is key for our well being and capacity to rebuild a new reality.

Like castles in the sand, life is impermanent and its beauty is meant to be cherished moment to moment without attachment to any fixed idea or length we think it should be or last.

There’s something to be said for those experiences of building and creating when you’re engaged in the fleeting moment to experience the rush of imagination and possibility at its height.

And even when the ebbs and flows of life wash over us, there’s this feeling of wonder that lingers in the sands that carry renewal in their memory.

Hope is never lost.

We can rebuild and dream again and again…potential is unlimited.”

With Easter just two days away, thoughts of rebirth and hope are strongly on the mind.

We got to visit my parents last Sunday for a nice afternoon of lunch and a symphony show, which gave us a chance to enjoy their Spring display of Easter-inspired decorations more than just once.

We’ll be heading down again to share in a family celebration and the warmth my parents will create for all of us and a friend we’ll be bringing since he’s always on his own at holidays.

But I did get a chance to snap a few happy shots of the sweet Spring animals and vibrant blooming colors they already had lighting up the house to share the hope.

And took this sweet video of their new dancing bunnies in a cosmic egg.

The sky and landscape were equally beautiful that day on our travels back home up the mountain, framing this whole experience of Boojum’s transition with a heavenly journey.

We continue to soak in each day and do our best to mirror Boojum’s mastery of the moment and what truly living is all about.

Where it takes us is a mystery worthy of embracing.

The end is just the beginning.

I hope the change of seasons breathes some fresh energy into your days and experience. With our walking through the Spring Equinox gateway yesterday, I noted a sense of sweet surprise lingering in the air.

I don’t know what is held in the breeze, as of yet, but it feels like it’s brought in a new layer of trust and inspiration. Things are rearranging within and there are answers on the tip of my tongue to what I’ve been wondering about.

How about you? Do you feel like something is close to discovering?

A little more patience and I sense reveals at hand.

In the meantime, Spring temperatures are in full swing here with low 50’s and really penetrating sunshine even when out on the slowly melting mountain tops.

We’ve enjoyed beautiful outings and treks, taking in the shifting landscapes before us.

The thaw is in process, uncovering all of my new varieties of bulbs in the front beds pushing through to new days.

But the end of the week sees Winter coming back in time for Spring, as what may be our last storm is predicted Friday through the weekend, with more precipitation through end of March.

That means a little more skiing in store on sunny slopes and blue sky days.

What ever shows up is an opportunity to keep fluid and embrace each moment.

The same goes for what shows up in one’s energy field and in facing the undercurrents of fear.

I have been focusing on rewiring something huge for myself and working intricately with new activations. Perhaps some of you have similarly been engaged in your own unique way.

It feels like standing at the precipice of something incredible – like the sprout pushing through to the sunshine for the first time.

Codes, keys, mysterious pieces and notes…all for unlocking the harmonics of our essence.

I don’t believe they are hidden. I feel we have forgotten how to see and use them.  

To look with the eyes of the heart, pierces the layers our minds became accustomed to perceiving.

To tune in with the tones of our frequencies, attunes the melody of our instrument.

And we decipher the Cosmic harmony within the breath of our existence. 

Days for me are filled with this kind of adventure.

And I find the reflections of this pilgrimage in all that surrounds me.

New pathways await because I am the gateway.

And so are you.

Spring brings to mind rabbits and of course that makes me miss the physical presence of Astrid and my other loves more.

I’m grateful to have Frith visiting the garden daily, leaving behind mounds of pellets that will nurture the soil. And I just saw a large cottontail up the street while on a walk just before Spring Equinox.

Check out this sweet little chickadee taking a Spring bath. Hehe!

I have a feeling many forest creatures will be visiting this Spring and Summer.

And I sense other changes on the horizon for our little family here.

I’ve been extremely productive these days, getting so much done and making room for the new.

I’m excited to jump into some projects that have been on hold and continue forth with others.

And due to my having cleared away so much, I am able to make room for supporting others at this time again.

In response to what I’ve felt from others and the current energies, I’m going to do another offering for Intuitive Guidance Sessions.

It’s a pivotal time and I sense the struggles and also the fears around moving forward.

However you feel guided to support yourself, I hope that you will do just that.

Even if that means simply being more gentle with yourself, relaxing a bit on old ways of going about things, and lessening up on attachments that may be hindering your expansiveness.

If you resonate with and do decide you’d like to partner in a process together, then you’ll find the Spring Special on sessions at the top of the page here: Intuitive Guidance Sessions and please direct any questions you may have here: CONTACT ME

Beaming out love and wonder, as you embrace a new season of opportunity.

March is moving right along, with less than a week to go until Spring Equinox, less than two weeks until this month’s Full Moon Lunar Eclipse and then ending things off with Easter falling on the last day and Sunday of this month.

I’ve heard from a few people (including faery sister Laura and her followers) that the Pisces New Moon felt refreshing and like a beautiful, clearing reset and, for me, it literally has been that on a physical/embodiment and deeply integrative level since the 8th – like Uni and higher self conspiring with knocking out and loosening old stuff for full clearing. It was a catapulting thrust forward into the new. My mind feels more free and nebulous than even what is normal for my Pisces self and things are still rearranging from the activation I experienced.

I’ve felt lighter, even more flowy, and experiencing energy channels with greater clarity as well. I experienced this confirmation directly, while supporting someone with an Energy Session partnered with The Speakers on the New Moon – that the channel for transmission is through the roof. The feedback shared with me, underscored the amplification. So, yeah, to reiterate what that page’s offering shares, “these are extremely high frequency” SO “be sure of what you intend and ready for what that involves.”

I hadn’t been feeling any particular challenge before this, yet the New Moon energies in my birth sign truly felt like an initiatory rebirth. And how timely also, as March 12th was my 23 year anniversary of legally becoming Tania Marie – making my middle name my last.

In addition to all of this, the morning of the New Moon, coyote just so happened to saunter by in the forest out back again, while the day kicked off.

And the next morning a pack of coyotes was wildly yipping away in the same area. It was so loud, even with the door closed. We opened the sliding door to listen and then I pointed out four of them silently making their way in the trees after their serenade to each other. There were likely more, but it was interesting to have a pack so close again – seeking us out at home this time – and their timing felt like an initiatory one.

And with that last statement, about initiations – it’s my pleasure to announce Mody Ra joining me once again for Episode 6 of Talks With Crystal Skulls – Deepening Into Ancient Energies & Stones with Mody Ra.

In this new episode we dive a bit more into a discussion about ancient energies and stones, as well as explore some of Mody’s skull carvings to provide more insight around how these pieces truly are initiatory to us stepping more into our wholeness and authentic power. I also share some of my personal experiences with the Ancient Egyptian stone skulls I have been working with from Mody.

This topic was a guided message I felt we needed to open the door more to…and it is just the beginning. A way to open the door to the key of you.

We hope you enjoy, and please drop us a comment under the video on YouTube and subscribe if you’d like to receive updates on new episodes. Remember that if you are viewing this through your email, you’ll need to click through to the post for the video.

Here is the new episode. We hope you enjoy it.

And a little update on crystal skulls and crystals – some amazing pieces moved on to their perfect homes during the window before, during, and after the New Moon, which felt aligned with the energy shift it brought and people moving into the next phase of their journey. Thank you so much for being beautiful, resonant, heart homes for these beings! It makes me so happy to know there are wonderful collaborations coming together for the highest good.

There are six (all master carved) crystal skulls still awaiting to be seen by their person that includes one mystical white dragon/skull pair sitting atop a majestic light smoky castle for the Year of the Dragon. All individual crystals have been homed. Amongst the rest of the skulls are four small beauties that are easy to travel with you and also the rare, larger Pitico carved apatite in calcite skull – this one is almost half off its original value, as I passed along the savings I received and on top of that added more. If one feels to be calling and you have questions or need any assistance, please don’t hesitate to reach out or ask to reserve one. Here is the link: Crystals & Crystal Skulls

And if you watch the new episode, you’ll see how the essence of these two skulls (above) play into a part of deepening into our wholeness through both light and dark. I don’t know if anyone noticed this from the listing photos of these two separately, but I’ve always felt they made a perfect, sweet duo together – balancing duality, harmonizing shadow and light in a dance of alchemy, and supporting one’s wholeness at core levels, as they illuminate the highest versions for integration.

Both skulls are carved by Subhash Meena in the reflection of what is called a “magickal child,” helping to connect with the innocence, purity, joy, hope, wonder, and creative potential of your inner child and authentic soul and heart song.

One is a Himalayan quartz with many rainbows, chlorite, golden healer, and enhydros. The other is an obsidian with some silver sheen on one side.

They are already being offered on sale individually, but if anyone feels drawn to these dear ones together, please reach out as I’d be happy to provide a special to home them as a pair.

The journey of life is so unique to each soul. Although we share underlying themes, the way to work with them and how they play out is relative to the individual. 

Therefore, what you see playing out in the world doesn’t necessarily speak to your experience. So where you place focus and energy may tether you to something that wouldn’t otherwise be you and creates a division to your otherwise strength and wholeness for boundless creative vitality.  

Aligning with matching frequencies to who you are and what you want to create is key, regardless what others are doing. 

When I’m out snow shoeing in the middle of a storm, this is directly mirrored to me through my experience. 

For me, it’s enchantment and fun, with a whole world of potential blowing around me that I choose to experience through the eyes of my inner child. I forge my way and let the snow fall as it may around me, the wind blow through, and my warm heart untouchable by the cold. 

It is incredibly potent to be out in the wide open white-blanketed landscape without a soul around. And I am the paintbrush bringing new life and color into a new world of my creation.

As we enter March’s gateway, Winter seems to have finally blown in with full force here. After a mild season, the end of February through now has turned things around.

What felt like Spring days and thaw came to halt with Leap Day’s biggest storm yet. Leading up, it seems surreal that we enjoyed beautiful days like the photos reflect below.

And that all of my bulbs in the front yard bed – more than I could count – had pushed through the exposed ground that is now under several feet of snow.

And in between it all, my birthday was the quiet I intended with only some mellow celebrations the two days before.

That included a Spring-like walk followed by a surprise sushi party by a couple that are our good friends here.

They brought over all the fixings and made us vegan sushi, to show us what we could do ourselves with the birthday sushi care basket they gifted me.

Even the kitty babies got in on the fun – shhhh don’t tell them it’s not raw fish!

We of course made veggie sushi. Mmmmmm!

And we did make more sushi during the storm to enjoy and it really is easy and comes out professional looking.

Dave also took me to a birthday lunch and symphony downtown and it was a beautiful and peaceful, sunshiny day!

But on the day of my actual birthday, along with a little snow I received the most beautiful gift – we had our very first sighting at the house of a bobcat (our house seems to be earning its name as the Forest Portal where all of these appearances pop through). It was a young one and she or he decided to come right up on our deck while we were having birthday morning breakfast. We got up and followed the bobcat and I managed to get these little captures of photos and mini videos.

Just gorgeous and such a potent shamanic presence to receive on my “rebirthing” that I read can show up to reveal a new spiritual power and that felt resonant. And you’ll recall that just a few days before, a giant raccoon had visited in about the same place as the bobcat. And upon researching we are sure that she was a pregnant female, as this is the time of year that they mate and females will then go off solo. This makes sense as to why she looked so fat, and what a gift that she stood up fully at the sliding glass door to show off her pregnant belly to us. And then not long after bobcat, we had coyote run across the road in front of us. It was a full gifting of harbingers for transformation ahead, all around the Full Moon and my birthday. I’m beginning to feel that Astrid has a hand in all of these encounters to make sure I’m surrounded with the animal love she knows does my heart good.

Then the big storm came, and it did in fact bring blizzards and white outs as predicted, and we did in fact receive a little over four feet of snow at our 6600 home elevation with the tops of the mountains surrounding us, getting over eight feet. It’s closer to the ten plus feet they predicted at the higher and further peaks. It was quite the storm and even one of the two only and main highways into Tahoe was closed for over three days. And I’m grateful to say we kept safe, warm, and without incident, as I know many other communities did in fact have power outages.

Friday and Saturday night were the wildest. It looked and sounded like the gods were warring in the skies, as white blasts and swirls were thrown here and there. And during and after each night of the storm, every window and sliding glass door’s view was half blocked by wind swept snow and mounds of white that Dave had to clear a perimeter path for so that the snow was away from the house.

We enjoyed two days of snow shoeing out back in the forest behind the house during mid-storm mornings when things weren’t quite as wild. And it was incredibly potent to be out in the white landscape without a soul around. Just wide open white blankets, enchanting and mysterious forests, and magickal creeks to cross.

The first day I wore my vintage snow jacket that bears the name Polaris. I loved it immediately because of the North Star on back, the name, and of course the color. I didn’t mind that it was a bit large, as it’s so cozy, and wraps me in magick.

Polaris is the brightest star in the Ursa Minor (Little Bear) constellation and marks the little bear’s tail. How perfect is that with my bear connection? And being a large jacket, I do feel like a happy little, round bear in it.

We took turns breaking the trail on the one mile trek we like to do that circles around and crosses a creek twice.

I took some photos of the adventure to share the beauty of it all, but also some short videos to capture things in the moment.

I was so excited to find this tree trunk that we pass all the time, but only this time did I see the perfection of its rings that mirrored the sun halo and symbolism that has been coming through. I’ve never seen such precise circles.

And right after, upon coming to my favorite magickal tree canopy, I discovered someone had wrapped this tree of life talisman on it. The tree of life has always been prominently showing up for me.

We love seeing our house from the forest in all the different seasons. So we snapped a few shots of it covered in a cozy snow bliss.

The kitty babies – Sweet Pea and Boojum – gave us this look when we got back in, thinking why ever would you go out in that wild white cold?

Mom and dad are much more adventurous than these cozy kitties.

Sunday afternoon (3/3) I then saw this enchanting sight.

A beautiful, round robin sitting on the railing of our deck.

I watched him for about ten minutes, all puffed up while the snow was falling around. Since robins appear in early Spring, it was interesting to see this one in the midst of a huge snow storm.

We haven’t seen any birds around the house – only on snow hikes where the chickadees will sing away no matter how cold it is.

So, the presence of this beauty felt again like a harbinger of change and that rebirthing Spring days are around the corner.

I watched as he jumped on our cherry blossom tree and was eating some of the tiny old berries still remaining on the branches. I decided to take a short video to imprint this beautiful sight.

Pure enchantment and such a sign of new things to come.

He returned the very next day, in the very same place, doing the exact same thing when the storm broke. Skies are now clear and the forecast shows a warming trend taking us back to Spring-like weather. And it’s in fact looking a bit Spring-like on our kitchen island with the plant babies.

But for now, we’re enjoying the snow drenched mountains, blue skies, and sunshine – some of the most magickal scenes one can witness with crystalline sparkle everywhere the eye turns.

We’re back on the mountain skiing in the mornings on the great powder. And great snow conditions mean Tania becomes more brave and indeed our first day back after the storm had me taking on some super hard and steep runs with the craziest natural moguls (from the storm on ungroomed runs) and pot holed funnels I’ve ever done. Dave warned me I wouldn’t like it, but I felt guided to go anyway on my own. And I was SO proud of myself I hadn’t an inch of fear – just full trust I could do and I did.

“I think I can…I knew I could,” said the Little ‘T’ Engine That Could. YAY!

But the vistas are some of the most wonderful parts of skiing on the mountain. I love taking my time and breathing it all in.

It IS REALLY a faerytale to see and be in these landscapes and to watch the snow envelope the land.

It’s been enjoyable to watch the world outside transform once again.

And all of that transformational energy brings up thoughts of butterflies.

Their presence has been fluttering about in my thoughts quite a bit along with their connection they have to my spiritual and rebirthing adventures that has been swirling in my mind a bunch more again lately. In fact, through a series of synchronous unfoldings, one of my newest crystal skulls revealed her name to be Maya.

There’s a lot connected to that whole reveal, but it happens to weave parts of my awakening and receiving the butterfly as the symbol of my life’s work way back at the beginning of my spiritual journey. The butterfly also was my very first sacred tattoo and I did in fact baptize her “Maya”.

I wrote about that – now 26 year anniversary of the start of my Spiritual Skin – in a blog post titled Birth of Maya.

This links with my Mayan “pasts” that unraveled my other ancient threads, Pleaides (Maia star – one of the Seven Sisters), and so much of my journey, which is that of continual recreating and rebirthing over and over again. I’m a perpetual creatrix – reflecting my birth path number that associates me with the #3 Tarot card of The Empress who is depicted as the perpetually fertile and abundant mother, pregnant with creative life force for constant new beginnings.

No wonder that pregnant raccoon came around 😉 And no wonder fertile rabbits are my cocreators.

But back to butterflies…this interesting Winter/Spring mix we’ve been experiencing all season has felt so reflective of that forward and back steps that seem to keep happening. In reality, they aren’t really backward steps though, but a foothold on fertile void ground that is on another level of the spiral that just “seems” to have swung back around, but in fact is on a new playing field.

Things click into place and leaps happen. Then there’s this hold and wait period, in that fertile void, while the next clicks happen. Then more momentum, then wait/percolate/integrate…like a rubber band really revving up and soon it’s going to sling across the galaxy with all that momentum. LOL!

Perhaps this has been something you, too, have felt. And to me it’s been about this butterfly effect where the cocoon is still needed, but the butterfly has in fact made many holes to the new world of experience with legs and feelers taking in the fresh terrain. She is both excited and patient…knowing to rest and make sure to do each step right, or the release won’t be the promise it knows in her heart awaits.

The butterfly knows the secret of divine alignment and having all of her parts with her to take into the new world because if any part gets left behind, she simply won’t make it. And if any part isn’t fully transmuted into the new essence to match the new world, then she won’t be able to fly.

Patience and persistence is her strength. Trust is her fuel. Alchemy is her destiny.

She knows her resiliency lies in the very fragility of her being and the power of the now. Fully embracing the weeks she has of life, she performs great feats and spreads her gifts to the entire ecosystem of collective consciousness she is integrally a part of. But she doesn’t rush the emergence. Every little piece she masterfully orchestrates, integrates, and unwraps until the miracle of her weaving is complete.

Some butterflies can travel faster than we can run and journey over 1,000 migratory miles – small, but mighty indeed with ability to accomplish great feats because of only focusing on the knowing of possibility.

They can tell time through their antenna and track the position of the Sun through their eyes, and this tracking system lets them know where to turn to stay the course of their genetically programmed destinations – inner knowing is the guiding force that steers one to experience divine alignment and to follow the destiny of spirit embodied.

The genetic coding within their DNA makes them incredible shapeshifters moving through astonishing and miraculous body transformations over the course of its life from egg to butterfly – the inherent coding within becomes activated when the precise elements are merged, creating enhanced adaptability that leans into change with grace.

There are so many miraculous qualities to a butterfly and her journey that speak volumes to our own, mirrored potential and what awaits us to unwrap and light a spark to within the cocoon of our slumbering DNA and Cosmic coding.

Every piece of life around you is an incredible world of boundless marvel worthy of your attention, as it can redirect the course of your day and life when you truly breathe it in.

And ultimately, points you to the miracle of you, as your very existence in all ways you experience it…is a Universe unto itself.

The butterfly’s secret is in your heart to unlock, and the key is you igniting the truth of who you really are.

There are a lot of rapidly streaming energies and messages these days that people are experiencing, myself included, and it’s taking time to let it integrate and settle because once one thing comes it usually is the precursor for a whole string of many more. These are the times we’re in and in it together.

So, indeed change is the constant that butterfly reminds us of throughout her life transformations and even upon death, as she has always been a symbol of immortality, resurrection, and rebirth. Her presence affects the wellness of ecosystems even in her limited days with wings. And even as a caterpillar, both she and her excrements are a source of nutrient-rich support to the landscape and other animals.

These are metamorphic times and every single step is integrally valuable and divinely perfect in and of itself.

There are no ultimate results. There is simply continuous innovation of the all-encompassing moment for you to weave as your heart’s delight.

We are edging toward another New Moon – this one in Pisces – and Spring is definitely in the air, as Mr. Robin announced. Even my friend Frith has made his presence known again, once the storm ended. I found a hole he dug his way through for quite a long way in the thick snow to get to his favorite spot, and some poops, golden puddle, and tracks yesterday morning.

So many reflections of the journey and so many keepers of wisdom who are transmitting support for our accelerated evolution.

These days I’m guided to share less information streams and more organic experiences, along with Nature windows and other visuals, as I feel the frequencies are easier to relay and be of supportive inspiration this way – for now.

The groundwork is being laid and soon more direct expressions will deem time-appropriate, and until then we are all building a stairway through the spiral of unfolding cocreation.

A great many downloads have been coming in and it’s included a lot around the crystal skulls and revealing just why they have become so prevalent, along with other extraordinary crystal finds that are unearthing.

Some of this will be in the next episode of Talks With Crystal Skulls, which feels to be an important one.

In the meantime, a few updates around crystal skulls, include a new giveaway collaboration with Mody and discounts all around to help these amazing beings to get to their homes and do the work.

First up – in honor of Mody’s daughter, Maya, we’re giving away an ancient red basalt skull (what a beauty) and an energy session with The Speakers. It’s called Maya’s March Magick Skull Giveaway. Unfortunately, it is on Instagram, as it’s just the easiest platform for things like that. The giveaway started on 3/3 and will end at midnight PST on 3/12 with winner announced on 3/13 – Maya’s birthday.

But to create something for everyone, Mody is also offering a March Magick 20% off Discount between 3/3 and 3/13, as well, on nine select skulls. The discounts are reflected for these nine skulls at this link (scroll through): Egyptian Skulls & Dragons by Mody Ra

And, in tandem with this, I have also added an across-the-board discount on all crystal skulls and crystals from my own offerings. Discounts range from 15% – 35% to assist these connections I feel to be key to those hearing the call, which truly make all of these steals. Again, I’ll be sharing more about why this is all powerfully taking place at this time for the collective in the upcoming episode, but I hope that all of this helps anyone who has been really drawn to any that either of us have shared. The pieces that remain include some of my favorites like dreamy aquamarine, the blue stones that keep coming up in meditation, emerald for that heart chakra emerald bridge, sunstone/moonstone, and more. There are a couple of very special personal release pieces and one dragon/skull pair. The link for these is: Crystals & Crystal Skulls

And speaking of dragons…several people have been asking about dragons and both Mody and I are happy to share that there are a few dragons at the links – a couple did find homes, but there are the three remaining. All of them happen to be white dragons, which feels particularly resonant with our snow and that sparkly pure potential of new beginnings. You can find those at the links above. Included is a new full body enchanted little white dragon from Mody in Moon Stone.