Peaceful wishes on this Memorial Day for those of you who reside within the U.S. I hope however you are spending this extended weekend that heart-opening reflections might be a part of your days.

This is just a short post to share the latest Episode of Talks With Crystal Skulls with you. If you’re receiving this update by email, please remember that you can only see the video if you click through to the post.

And equally as short is the video itself. This is just a 15 plus minute share that was a completely impromptu, organic unfolding in the moment. I got the nudge and literally just turned on the camera and out came what you’ll hear in it. A soft space of my intimate world.

It’s an interlude between episodes, sharing from my heart about my own process with crystal skulls. It also introduces one of my skulls named, Mawiyah, which has several Old Arabic meanings I love including: the essence of life, Mirror or clear mirror, she who is the substance of life, and even one who howls. Mawiyah embodies the essence of an ancient high priestess or empress of the ancient, a tribal chieftess, shaman, and Great Mother.

I share why Mawiyah is dear to me and why the crystal skulls have been so meaningful in my life – especially so at this point of focus for me.

Here’s Episode 10 ~ A Journey of Wholeness: An Intimate Interlude with Tania Marie

Thank you so much for tuning in and as always, I’m grateful for your reflections at the video link.

Our time away was enriching.

I can feel a layer or two was shed away and this subtle shift is creating extra buoyancy of spirit.

I sense the spark of inspiration reaching through a widening crack in the door and its tendrils of light making me squint and blink with delight while butterflies rise from within.

A freshness is just beginning to infuse itself into my experience like the gush of sweetness that slowly releases in your mouth from a ripe blueberry.

I can taste the start of something different, even if I yet don’t know what I’m blending up in the mixing bowl.

It all feels like home…surrounded in every color possibility that nourishes the creator within.

I’ll share about our time away soon, as I’m a bit focused on some other things right now and am letting it all sink in more.

Until then, I felt to share the rainbow of blossoms that sent us off on our little journey and the verdant abundance that greeted us back home.

This included my surprise baby chestnut tree that is going strong.

He seems to love his rhododendron friend.

You might recall I sprouted a few in January of 2023 from chestnuts we found in Sacramento, by growing them inside with grow lights, then transplanting them outside. They didn’t look like they were taking, but one just went full-on this year after the snow melted. Yay!

Our second and largest cherry blossom tree was also in full bloom upon arrival home.

Before we left only the smaller of the two trees had blossomed, but now the first had completed its cycle, leaving petals on the forest floor, and the largest was gifting our upper deck with her beauty and fragrance.

The first full day back dropped in temperatures and flowed with Spring showers, which felt like a fresh cleanse to start anew.

The garden of life is always such a powerful metaphor in all of its cycles that reflect our own.

From the vitality that bloomed while death’s closure came to the last of our fur children and phase of our lives.

To the flourishing new growth that heralds a rich era of vibrancy in process.

All happening simultaneously, even if we don’t recognize the same in our individual frame of reference.

There is always evidence of the unity of consciousness and the constant change and renewal present.

Every moment is an opportunity to ignite something different.

May these photos reflect that opportunity for each of you to see and feel the undercurrents of fresh responses and realities awaiting your acknowledgment.

Like the blossoms and sweet plants that have emerged, I’ve felt a softening of the rough edges to collective energies I continue to transmute. 

There’s a lot of new growth, blossoming, and birthing and it all feels like beautiful symbolism for this new life beginning for us and the new realities collectively being woven.

So while the still moist depths of Earth rise through the soil on scents of pine and musk, the freshly opened petals propel sweetness from their newly exposed centers.

We spent our day back doing some Spring prep of garage cleaning from Winter’s layers on the floor, as well as clearing out the shelves to create empty space that mirrors the welcoming in of new experiences.

We also got out our deck furniture and put away the last of our fur baby remnants in the house.

I’ve been focusing on rewriting even more neural pathways within my thoughts and intentions, to rewire them in the most expansive way possible – and of course infused with extra love and trust.

It’s so great to see that all of my perennial choices are doing well and that this year I really have very little to do. In fact, I counted only four spots to add plants to and just got two of those already. So, once those are in the ground or pot, this will be a year of no garden work, but much play and soaking in of the natural that is unfolding from my groundwork inside and out.

Returning home with the energy of the Sagittarius Full Flower Moon felt perfect. I love Sag Moons since that’s my natal placement. It’s in part why I’m an eternal child and see through those eyes always.

It’s a time to be extra explorative and adventurous, add variety, communicate with clarity, be open to possibilities and options beyond your limited scope, stay open minded in general, release attachments to anything rigid and that blocks you to your wholeness, and embrace the potential for emotional cleansing that leads to renewal.

Full Moons are a time for taking stock of all you DO have to be grateful for and to be extra mindful of all that you complain or worry about day-to-day and moment-to-moment.

How might you refocus that attitude to be more effective in actually funneling energy toward change, rather than constantly spinning a web from a limited perspective? Everything that bothers you holds the alchemy needed to free you.

Look at what needs a little clean up in your life and pluck things out so you can recreate more with conscious intention.

I’m constantly reviewing things like this myself, and widening my view as well as plunging into the ways I am capable of doing so much more. In fact, my higher self often creates experiences that will stretch me out of comfort zones on purpose and with that inner knowing of it being the way I’ll get there now rather than later. That’s just MY way. We all have different ways.

Try to recognize the good in your life and all the blessings around you, including the people around you who despite any perceived shortcomings have their own challenges they face relative to their life path, which we have no idea about since we’re only here living out our own – and may not even really connect the dots to all of that ourselves.

This is a time to reflect, then plant literal and symbolic seeds, and water them with more true, unconditional and compassionate love.

And if you’re needing support and help with rewiring the new, please don’t hesitate to reach out. I know sometimes it feels scary to do so, but this is evidence that you’re on the edge of a breakthrough that may just need a loving hand. I am still offering intuitive guidance sessions at the huge discount, for now, because of how much I feel it’s needed during such pivotal times. Some incredible breakthroughs are possible with the smallest and subtlest of shifts that can often be of challenge to recognize on our own or get to without the feedback – it’s an alchemical process. Sometimes this can come within one session. Other times, because of how deep something runs, it may take consistent sessions to rewrite and make into the new natural, in which case we can discuss your individual needs to find the package perfectly reflective of you and this could include phone or email and the frequency that will be most assistive. The right time and readiness, the right place and situation, and even the right energetic match/person and partnership CAN make a difference in the process. It can be simple and it can be fun to discover your personal power.

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Let us sing in color, flourish with new growth, laugh in flowers, and imagine like little children.

Days move fast.

Time moves slow.

Flip of the hourglass and the reverse is so.

Layers upon layers are present in one drop of sand.

The seashore of my lineage builds and recedes with each memory come and gone.

And it all sifts through the vortex of my body like a grand oceanic wave of cosmic sparkle.

Everything blends into each other and duality is blurred.

Just as it always was, is and will be…the eternal One Heart is continuously stirred.

These words organically came through and like always, I just share what shows up in the flow of daily energy to lend to the experiences being woven through the collective tapestry.

Since our return home from our short road trip away, things have rapidly been unfolding and heightening in ways that mirrored the activity in the sky of geomagnetic storms, coronal mass ejections, and wide-spread Northern Lights sightings.

Although I’ve experienced all of this energy in personally energized and supportive ways, I know it’s been a mixed bag for many and I hope that it’s not too much.

And even though we have gone through a lot here in terms of major life changes with our family, I assure you I’m doing alright and am maintaining my balance and well being.

In fact, I’ve come to realize that I understand how to handle this thing called grief in a healthy way that helps me to be able to be there for others, including the soul that is transitioning.

I have been extra grateful for so much loving support for us all though. It’s a beautiful blessing to know you’re all so tenderly holding us in heart.

Before I jump into the main purpose of what will be a long post for sacred honoring, I just want to share about the energy of the days leading up, as everything always, for me, paints such a cohesive and integral picture of how held in love we really always are even when we may not think the world is going in our direction.

Great Mother energy has been coming up a lot in the last couple of weeks and of course that included Mother’s Day and a focus on prominent female figures and energy.

Amidst the changing landscape of our lives, we got to immerse in the love of family and celebrate the divine feminine that deserves recognition on more than just one day.

Beauty and love-filled nourishment surrounded us of course, compliments of both mom and dad, and I always value the time spent with my brother, as well, because of our rich and potent conversations that anchor in collective dynamics in very integrative ways.

We concluded our mother celebration with an evening of bunny yoga at the Mother’s Day event, which was both nurturing for the body and heart.

It was sweet to watch the bunnies being bunnies.

And I found myself doing rabbit adoption trainings the day after, as my role as counselor for Reno Rabbit Rescue becomes a regular part of my weeks. I feel like each time I do a training, I’m deepening into that Great Mother energy in the way that I advocate for the care of these beautiful beings in rabbit bodies.

And on Mother’s day morning, that abundant rabbit energy kicked off when a new visitor arrived at the Forest Portal. I was called to look out Sweet Pea’s favorite floor-to-ceiling picture window when a figure caught my eye near Frith’s safe little haven of bushes that guard his warren’s entrance. But this rabbit felt different from Frith.

I was taken in by this incredible being highlighted by a violet ray that was staring toward me, and the dark, almost tribal markings down their thin and mesmerizing face – markings different than those of Frith’s, including the ones on their body and even their coloring.

I felt feminine energy, yet prominent like the shamanic matriarch of otherworldly existence – just like Frith.

It felt uncanny that she was showing up just days after a sweet friend had asked if Frith had a family. I told her I didn’t know because I’d only ever seen one rabbit and it was the same face and essence – Frith.

I watched this beautiful creature who had a wise and not-just-rabbit presence, really observing to make sure of what I was seeing. And although carried similar shape-shifting essence to Frith, felt like a different rabbit.

At first it made me wonder if Frith was capable of moving in and out of different energy embodiments, but regardless, this was a feminine presence and that felt meaningful at this time.

I got very excited feeling that this very well may be Frith’s partner and it made sense that they’d both embody this beyond-rabbit essence. I was extra excited to think that they either have a litter of kits already or one will be on the way, since wild rabbits have babies between mid-February to September. The thought of a new generation from these two amazing souls delighted me greatly.

But it was the appearance of this Great Mother at this time that was so potent and aligned.

I named her Hyzenthlay – also from Watership Down.

The dark-eyed, brave, powerful and wise doe that escapes from Efrafa with the main character, Hazel, and becomes his mate.

Hyzenthlay’s appearance came on the heels of multiple daily sightings of Frith. And that has continued every day after as well.

This year is a full force Frith party. I’m seeing him at all hours – not just the usual dawn or evening ones.

There’s just so much excitement when he shows up, too. In fact, one day I was at my desk and caught a glimpse of him arriving into the garden and the next thing I know he was zooming back and forth with exuberance in the way I’ve only seen my indoor rabbit companions do when they are super excited.

I laughed out loud with joy and that joy deepens with knowing Hyzenthlay is by his side. Her presence seeming to be more elusive and mysterious. I love that.

In contrast, sadly, Mother’s Day eve we saw a beautiful dead doe on the road while making our way home. This felt foretelling of the clear messaging we received about Sweet Pea’s time to journey onward.

Many discussions had been taking place between us – Dave and me – and I did two rounds of tuning in with Sweet Pea. The first had presented us with her not quite being ready, that she had some fears she was working through and also that she was waiting for Dave to process things as well since she is his primary soulmate. And I talked with Dave, understanding what all of this meant, to help him work with things. She shared more and I imparted all of it for our ability to know her situation.

The second tuning in was clear – she was ready and gave me the date.

We spent our last three days doing special things together and being very present with each other. This included taking her on hikes and even a special evening in the enchanted faery garden.

In between things, Dave and I went on a short hike to process more and coyote was prominent again.

That same afternoon and evening brought a mysterious and magickal display of potent-energy thunderstorms, some rain, and quite the lightning show in the dramatic sky.

I went outside on our deck to watch it all shift before my eyes – each side of the sky a different evolving canvas of colors.

I was then gifted with the sighting of a rainbow peeking through the trees over the mountain in a purple and blue backdrop.

I watched as the lightning flashed its electric spark right through it.

Transformation was thick in the air.

Everything felt to be a perfect symphony of notes for the magnitude of Sweet Pea’s process, presence, and the impact that her final performance would have for our lives.

Even my tulips, daffodils and hyacinths seemed to be celebrating her, creating such a vibrant rainbow display of blossoms.

The tulips in particular – the first time I’ve had them – seemed especially connected to her and her energy. I mentioned that they looked to be creating a rainbow bridge for her to prepare the way.

It was evident her energy was waning and she would have bursts of vibrancy, then went back to her need to rest and reflect. She became increasingly in need of her mommy – me.

I think I mentioned how the dynamics shifted after Astrid left. Sweet Pea both wanted to comfort and heal me, as well as wanted to deepen her own bond we shared while Boojum needed Dave in his last months and days.

So Sweet Pea became very attached to me over the last eight plus months.

Another level of this I understood as her knowing I could handle things emotionally and that she could lean on me when for most of her life she’s always been the one to give of herself to everyone else. Indeed a selfless soul and unconditionally loving Great Mother to all.

In the last months and days she sought me out to play, comfort her, carry her everywhere, slept curled up next to me every night, and most importantly listen to her.

We’ve shared many deep conversations over our life together and this increased at the end.

She needed her mommy and I cherished the closeness she gifted me, as to be invited into her world was an honor.

She was not like Boojum who loved on anyone who would give him the attention he so desired.

Sweet Pea would stand back and feel everyone out. When she gave of her attention and heart, she really meant it and this spoke to both a trust and a promise to be there for you if in need.

She earns her name Sweet Pea indeed.

Even her tiny meows and purr-like growls were pure sweetness like a kitten’s. Sweet Pea always had a soft nature, unless she’d had it with her brother’s antics.

She would hold back a response until the energy built up enough, then she’d give him a big smack, hiss, and chase to let him know who was really in charge and enough was enough. She was the divine, compassionate mother and the tough love mother wrapped into one.

She was highly protective of her daddy and held to her promise of comforting and healing him all the days of their lives together. That contract was part of why she held on so long and what we had to release her from in order to know she had gone above and beyond her commitment. This was her time to do as she needed in the evolution of her essence.

She never demanded anything, but always kept watchful and wary eye on everyone’s well being. She would call you to the attention of someone in need – like Boojum – and even wrangle you up when it was time for bed. She was the all-loving mother and the all-seeing, wise grandmother. She would come to you if you were sad or in need of comfort, to give you healing energy by sitting on your chest or deeply gazing into your eyes with deep concern of acknowledgment.

One of my favorite things was when I’d watch a movie on nights Dave was away and she’d come lay on my chest and knead it with love and healing energy. It literally mesmerized me and I would melt into her touch.

She would never do what she thought was wrong and in fact would feel mortified if she faulted in any way. I had to help her to lessen up on these high self expectations. I recognized her because in many ways she reflected parts of me – both old parts I’ve released and others that I am conscious of continuing to transmute.

So we spent special days with her and the highlight was garden adventure day.

I got the idea that in between her hiking days we should take her into my garden so that she could explore and connect with the energy there, as well as imbue it with her softness and grace.

Our sweet little faery cat absolutely loved it and explored all my plants reaching for the Springtime sun, saying hello to the enchanted statues and faery houses, and slinked through the tall grasses and brush of the yard like a little bobcat.

She had a great time and we smiled so big to see her enjoy it all.

And we thoroughly enjoyed and cherished it too.

And she told us when she was done, by going up to the sliding glass door of my office and crying to let us know she was tired and ready to go in.

In fact, she also told me when she needed to pee by her little cries and big eyes, so that I could pick her up and put her in her litter box we brought outside for her.

She’s such a princess and good girl that she will absolutely not pee anywhere unless she has her box.

And on our last day, we took her to our special spot where we buried some of Boojum’s ashes and things so we could have a little ceremony with her and let her explore some more.

She had fun without her harness and prowled around like a little bobcat again.

Unlike Boojum she would never take off and likes to stay near us, so this granite outcropping area was perfect to let her have some time to herself and stretch her wild kitty paws into the feeling of freedom that awaited her.

We both had prepared something to share with her, just as we’d done with each of our babies, and read these out loud when she returned on her own to her little backpack princess carrier.

It was all perfect.

In our last hours before we awaited the earth angel who would assist her into her own angel wings, we just laid with her in our room where she sought out her favorite comforting sunshine spot.

I took this time to tune in with her and prepare her for the journey.

While laying next to her by the sliding glass door, she laid back into my face with her fur nuzzling me like a warm embrace.

After a while, she moved to the bench at the foot of our bed and there we spent the last hour and a half together.

Dave was doing yoga stretches and meditating next to me while I softly caressed Sweet Pea’s fur from shoulders to lower back without interruption for a full hour. And while I did so, I journeyed with her to the in between space and I showed her the beauty of both where she was headed and of herself.

It’s too much to share, but this whole process brought Sweet Pea to deep peace. So much so, she fell asleep. It was unlike her to lay still and not pull away, especially in these last days of needing time to herself and not always wanting to be touched like her brother Boojum – they had different ways. Dave noted this too, that it was so special she absorbed my touch and energy so much and if anything, went even deeper instead of retreating.

Sweet Pea fell so deeply that she began to twitch and dream. I knew she was with me in the vision space I had created and was making peace – nearly letting go. Her breathing was so slow and slight and at times would stop a while before another breath, that I thought she might actually go on her own. But instead, she was far away. And at one point, stretched her front paws fully out and then her back legs, and twitched some more. It was such a gift to see her so at peace and we knew she felt surrounded in love and security with where she was headed.

One thing I will mention about the space we were in, is the beautiful thing I experienced when she was readying to walk through the golden gateway.

I saw her morph from cat into this stunning being similar to human form, but with feline essence. She was an interdimensional beauty and shapeshifter with such grace and strength. I was grateful to have seen this larger part of her essence, which confirmed what I knew of her.

She was ready to fly.

The earth angel came knocking and then there was peace and lightness.

Sweet Pea returned to the dream space I had created with her and remembered the wings of her totality.

If you’re reading this now, we’ve already left on a road trip again, with a vibrant doe greeting us in the valley on the way out. The second side of the coin from Mother’s Day evening in discovering one dead.

With all the family changes in dynamics at home we felt that going away for a while would be most supportive, once our last child returned to the stars and Great Mother of all Creation. A way to process grief, build new experiences, connect and surround ourselves with loved ones, and shift the energy into the creation of a new era. And to have all of this Divine and Great Mother energy surrounding us recently, as you may recall from previous posts as well, holds us in the alchemical love perfectly supportive for that birthing.

We left the morning after Sweet Pea’s peaceful passing and I used some of the downtime when I wasn’t the one driving, to write this post as a memorialization for her and the sacredness around all of this. It’s very cathartic for me to do so and I’ve felt it to be an important part of the grieving process to both honor all of our fur children with these shares and as a means of closure.

We are now empty-nesters and this is a new experience for us both after so many years of fur children and life-impacting soulmate partners by our side. For me, twenty-one years of powerful rabbits and tortoise (as well as parakeets, tortoise and rabbit since I was twelve), and twenty-four years of powerful cats for Dave (as well as three dogs growing up).

The last eight and a half months have been a lot for sure, taking us through the transition of three extremely dear and life changing best friends, children, and guides – Astrid on August 30th, Boojum on March 26th, and now Sweet Pea on May 15th.

This shift is fitting, being that I entered a #9 personal year (in numerology) since my birthday and Dave will enter the same come his, because he follows after me.

This is a year of completion and closure, transitions, breaking free from the past, introspection, honing in on personal truth, discovering meaningful and conscious purpose for the new chapter ahead, emotional review, loss in order to gain spiritual richness, profound transformation from what’s been gleaned, and in essence a spiritual journey like that of the Hermit who awakens through a personal quest of inwardly guided wisdom.

Life and love goes on.

Cycles are fluid.

Grief is only possible because you care.

And the boundless spirit is present for us to experience in every expression of consciousness, no matter the form.

We’ll be away a little over a week and come June I’ll be sharing one last crystal skull release – a group that’s been wanting me to wait until that special month. There are also some new episodes upcoming for Talks With Crystal Skulls, a sweet story I was told to save until June as well, and I’m sure some changes up ahead. Summer Solstice celebrations and more, here we come!

Wishing you an expansive Sagittarius Full Moon.

Until then, celebrate each moment to the fullest extent possible. Each breath is precious.

I continue to feel like months are being wrapped up into just one day and oddly, while time I know is flying by, I’ve actually been experiencing a slow-down and stretch of each hour. That time and space thing is definitely flexing its amorphous nature, sharing how it’s not confined to the constructs we’ve created about it in our minds. Nor, is anything else for that matter.

And equally so is the fluid nature of weather, here, continually shape-shifting at a whim.

We went from Spring days and bulbs-a-blooming, to a surprise snow storm of Winter in May just this past Saturday – again.

That storm brought six plus inches to our forest home, covering my gumdrop-colored flowers in blankets of white.

Two days later, it melted and my flowers were resilient, and continue to burst with vibrancy and joy!

But it did give us a Sunday return-adventure back into white mountain enchantment.

I find myself juggling a constantly growing level of projects both personal and collective that include home and family oriented things, as well as personal passion focused things. I’m also finding the in between times to be filled with energy dynamics and collective themes calling my attention from many directions, to be processed and integrated. It feels like a lot, but definitely important.

Because of my need to manage time, this blog update will be longer on visual stories. The windows I captured recently in photos and videos I feel will speak louder than words and perhaps also be a deep breath of nourishment to the soul.

I mentioned our leaving for a short road trip, which we did on the last day of April. We didn’t plan it to be over Beltane, as we entered May, but as always things just line up.

Right before our journey I found giant and perfect twin raven feathers on that warm Spring day – the bearers of ancient wisdom richly woven into their embodiment.

“Bearing dark wisdom in their ink-stained feathers, ravens embody the duality of existence, bridging the chasm between light and shadow. Like prophets perched upon forgotten tomes, ravens embody both death’s harbinger and the genesis of rebirth.” ~Thorn and Claw

Our trip was twofold – one, to experience a refresh of energy for our little family since the loss of two of our fur children that shifted things in our household and two, to get Sweet Pea to the top specialists so that we could understand her situation better.

The latter we did get, which was a second, highly confirmed opinion on her rare condition of bladder cancer and extreme clarity on how it’s evolved, a better timeframe for her days with us, and affirmation to what we are doing to assist and monitor the situation that is nearing a conclusion.

And the first was more than we could have hoped for in a very short three-day period. That’s the part that photos and videos I feel will reflect even better than I can describe.

But before sharing about the energetic gifts, I wanted to mention how amazing Sweet Pea did on our travels. She truly has shifted into a peaceful space. She didn’t make one peep the whole drive, as she laid in her bed on my lap in the sunshine and just rested and watched mom and dad, or looked out the window.

I would pick her up when I felt she needed to pee and placed her in her litter box, or she would climb down by my feet where it was, did her thing, and then climbed, or I picker her, back up. She’s such a good and brave girl. And she has continued to demonstrate her thoughtful wisdom and reflection, as she navigates her last days and imparts her desires to us.

We stayed in an area that was a block from the American River, which we spent each of the three days exploring, by either foot or bike, and one day by a large creek on top of that, while we waited for Sweet Pea to be seen by the specialists.

I wasn’t surprised that the address of our hotel turned out to be 555 – my messaging number of alignment and support and the parking lot we went to for Sweet Pea’s appointment – same as Astrid’s – was lot 55.

Each day was filled with utter enchantment and we were so surprised to find ourselves in such an oasis of magick in the middle of a city.

And yet, we do create the reality of our inner world lived out loud, so life is about alignment.

We went from our lush mountain forests and lakes, to another verdant world of wonder cradling the banks of a river that is fed by the very same Sierra Nevada mountain range that we live in.

Each day was rich with gifts – including treasures I found, sights for the soul, experiences of the heart and more deepening, beautiful wildlife encounters, and bubbled walks between worlds – like a rip in space and time surrounding us in etheric energies of support and subtle activations.

The first day I found five beautiful and long female mallard feathers along with a tiny one, another type of water fowl feather, and part of a deer’s jaw with teeth intact.

That’s the second jaw in such a short time span.

And on our second day, a wild turkey feather. Actually, Dave found it after I said that I thought it would be cool to find just one of their feathers since we’d been surrounded by wild turkeys so much.

We walked by an area where they’d been and Dave said to me that the wind would have blown any feather that could have dropped and pointed to where he thought that would be. So we walked over and of course there was one single, perfect feather.

Dave saw it first and I went over to pick it up – teamwork manifestation.

I was writing to a friend about an energetic transmission I had received regarding crystals, but the same thing I shared to her also describes what I feel was happening to us on this short trip. In fact, the conversations around this crystal energy was taking place while amidst the very world they seemed to be connected to.

Here is a snippet:

“…imprints of that nexus juncture and birthing ground…like the center point where the alchemical process takes place. That space felt indicative of where we are right now in our evolution and the cellular and etheric merging that’s being rewritten to mirror that interrelationship of all parts and experiences to more fluidly move in and out of them. It is a divine spark of creative force – a creative synthesis.”

I had some pretty amazing experiences of personal soul retrieval and integration that I can feel, even if I can’t explain it.

Some of the images I will share, might give a glimpse of that.

Especially this spot, upon touchdown, that I could have lingered in forever.

The energies and light were not seen by the naked eye, but felt, shifted, and moved with me.

Can you tell how happy this place made me feel?

We were there for Beltane – the first day of May – and all of the Nature experiences and encounters we had couldn’t have been more attuned to that energy than where we were and what was all around us.

It was incredibly powerful and nourished our hearts deeply.

On our first day’s hike we were welcomed by herds of goats, wild turkeys, a jungle gym of squirrels above us in a large tree canopy giving us quite the chatty and acrobatic display, osprey, hawk, great blue heron, geese, ducks, egrets, and butterflies galore.

This continued on our second day during two hikes of encountering more wild turkeys and goats, buzzing insects and butterflies.

Concluding on our third day’s bike ride of the same, plus a large doe and giant jack rabbit with the hugest ears and thumpers who leapt onto our path twice, both directions, and bounced along as if he wanted us to follow. We were in awe of the wildlife surrounding us in the middle of a city.

We spent quiet, reflective and meditative time along the river and soaked in all the goodness we could feel and see around us.

We constantly found ourselves alone, as if Nature was wrapping us in a blanket of softness and grace all to ourselves.

Everywhere I turned were the most picturesque landscapes and awe-inspiring visions.

All as if someone had peered into my dreams and made them a reality.

The heavens felt to be shining upon us and letting us know how held in love we are.

This time felt important to support what’s ahead.

Our hearts are full of gratitude.

Everything was alive on a level of vibrancy unlike anything we’d experienced in some time and while it was very much real and right before us, we couldn’t help to think how surreal it all was – like a waking dream.

Or perhaps, as if we’d dropped into another realm – a space where we could experience our own reality and that was being created just for us.

I wasn’t surprised to see the energies that showed up in photos we took – the streaming through of transmissions of this space in between.

It felt like we had walked through a vortex and this bubble was the meeting point of worlds that lingers in the liminal.

The part I will expound a bit more on is probably my favorite of experiences – our time with the goats. Perhaps it’s in part because I love and resonate with goats so much, being that I have so many strong Capricorn placements. I’ve always had a thing for goats since I was small.

But regardless of the reason, what went on between us and the goats was the most incredible experience for me that went beyond the amazing display we did actually witness, but spoke to the essence that encapsulated so much.

That included the energy of Beltane – how perfect we could share this on that portal day and without any planning or knowing other than divine alignment.

The little ones had me completely absorbed in the energy of joy, play, presence, divine spark, and creative exuberance.

Nothing else existed or mattered in those stretched-out-minutes of observing them. I could feel these fluid stories evolving in my head with dialogue and scenes for all the characters before me.

We sat and watched both babies and growing kids gleefully enjoying the warm meadows, literally skipping and springing with joy, nuzzling mom, bleating, crying, ears flopping, tiny tails wagging, resting in the long grasses, and both playing and brushing up on their adult skills of climbing, butting heads, and running about without a care in the world but the moment.

I could have lingered in that energy forever.

I’m so happy I took these videos because I will be coming back to these over and over to immerse in the energy I felt over those days.

And as alignment would have it, we actually rescued two little ones over the course of our time there. The first was a tiny baby goat whom we’d seen apart from the herd upon the start of our walk.

He seemed more feeble than the others and just resting while mom was off grazing a little ways away.

But later, on our way back, we watched as this little one was crying out for mom, alone and scared and had gotten himself into frantic mode.

It all had our hearts crying with him.

He squeezed through the electric gates and screamed upon the little shocks touching his tiny body. He got himself into the next area where the adult goats were and continued trying to find his momma, but each goat he approached would turn away.

So Dave climbed in and swooped him up to bring him back into his area.

He brought him over to me to give him some love and energy. He was the sweetest and I just had to give him a kiss!

He nuzzled us both and when Dave put him down he kept following and sucking on his legs. We tried to look for mom, but no one was coming. We worried and wondered if we would have to take care of him, but eventually we got the idea to bring him to one of the mothers who seemed especially attentive to his cries because we knew he couldn’t be left alone with night approaching. We placed him with this mother who had an injured leg and two babies, and to our joy, she and the little ones took him in. He was happy and they played. We hoped he’d be okay and that mom would return, or this family would keep him safe.

Upon returning the next day all seemed well and all babies were with their mothers. Phew!

The second rescue was on our biking day when we saw a little older kid with tiny horns who had also escaped and was out on the bike path crying. This one was much more cautious and would come to us, but then run away. We stayed with him so he didn’t wander onto the street and into the city. Luckily, the men watching over the herds weren’t far off and a woman saw us and told us she’d get them. They came and got the little one and brought him and two adults who they had also just rescued, back to the herd.

It seemed we were at the right place at the right time.

The magick of these days felt like an extended time-out-of-time experience that felt extremely nourishing and supportive.

Even just walking or biking through the canopied trails was like entering portal upon portal on what felt to be a midsummer’s day.

The temperatures were in the 80’s and with Nature buzzing, and the air thick with enchantment, it was as if we dropped into our own faerytale novel and were writing each page ourselves.

And I can feel these days and experiences with me still – especially those sacred moments that spoke to my heart.

It was a space that merged memorable and enriching on many levels with both bitter and sweet built in.

Every single sight, sound, sensation, and reflection held vast amounts of sacred and organic wisdom within it. I felt like my spirit had enlivened through it all and that everything in this little bubble spoke to the essence of what I hold dear. Something that would prove supportive for experiences unfolding – to remember the core things that are most important when outside influences may try to push me off center.

And just like that, our little oasis of enrichment morphed back into our home space on the forest.

We got to enjoy a day of Spring warmth before the one-day storm hit of rain and snow all day and night.

After our snow hiking, the day after the storm, coyotes were back in action. On the 5/5 portal we were being serenaded by their calls in the wee hours of the night.

And the very next day, while on our walk, we were greeted by a female coyote. I recognized her gender by the nipples on her belly.

She was either in earlier stages of pregnancy or had pups tucked away somewhere and was out hunting while they napped. The timing was perfect for either, as my research turned up that coyotes mate between January to March.

Another potent reflection, as life continues to invite more ways to embrace what IS so amazing about this Earth experience and the constant reflections of endings and beginnings wrapped up into one fluid continuum.

It’s where bitter and sweet meet that we discover the vitality of embodiment.

And who better to embody that vitality than the amazing Frith!

He has graced my evenings the last two days in very deliberate and supportive ways.

In fact, while I was writing this post, he literally came right up to my sliding glass door and peeked in.

The magick is real.

And despite the sometimes confusing way energy seems to speak to us, the clarity exists simultaneously in that stillness of heart.

I’ve been so excited to share this episode, as it brings back a special soul some of you might remember from two featured interviews I shared in my blog spot, The Writer’s Corner – Author, Jean Brannon.

If you’d like a recap of her previous book releases, you can find those blog interviews here:

Atlantis Writhing

Pants Down

The timing felt perfect to kick this one off in partner with a new and, what feels like an even more, expansive month.

This latest episode of Talks With Crystal Skulls brings Jean back to discuss her new book – Atlantis Splitting, which is the second release of her Trilogy in the Highest Light Series – but also takes us on a journey of the heart to discuss a weaving of her experiences, wisdom, this latest book’s exploration of themes, AND of course, how it all ties in with an unexpected twist – crystal skulls.

Jean and I discuss a surprise discovery of our merged experiences that led to learning how crystal skulls were at the center of a new layer of life that we can only say has turned things up another cosmic level in terms of insights and upgrades.

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I’ll return soon with an update and some beautiful inspirations from our short time away. Right now, I’m slowly settling in and planning out this month’s project goals.

As we approach May 7th’s Taurus New Moon, perhaps you may be feeling more expansiveness opening on a wider scale and an acceleration of upgrades taking place. If so, immersing yourself in some earthy goodness and creative explorations that bring your own version of comfort and beauty to the forefront may be calling, and will support that stream.

You may also be experiencing a greater nudge toward being called forth yourself in a larger or different way than you’re used to, and may notice more invitations extending to you with opportunities for greater alignment. It’s a time for being open to more receiving and ease of walking toward things, rather than giving away all of your energy to fighting or forcing experiences. You may notice larger leaps than you’re used to because of the groundwork you’ve laid for years. And if you don’t like what you see, maybe you can look at ways to create the new in your own world – one step at a time. The effects can be astronomical from one tiny pebble rippling out.

Until the next share, I hope you enjoy the new episode with Jean, as it’s one that explores the transitions in life that fuel new birthings and openings.

In honor of cycles and sacred transitions – a sweet shout out to my dear Gaia (Russian Tortoise who slipped through the Earth veils), as tomorrow 5/5 would have been her Earth birthday this go-around.

Gaia loved and worked with the crystal collective just as much as Astrid and my other soul companions in rabbit bodies did, and her ancient Atlantean and Lemurian roots always kept her strongly tied to Tahoe’s waters that hold sacred frequencies connected to those times.

She loved to peer out at the lake from my solarium we shared.

May 5th also happens to be the day Nestor’s ashes arrived home to me.

Many beautiful endings and beginnings all tied together, as is the way of consciousness – unified and eternal.

And if this month brings an inspiration toward bringing a new friend into your life’s evolution, there are just two beauties left that are still looking for guardians and cocreators – an absolutely magickal rainbow filled fluorite being with wondrous, pure, and Fae energy and an extremely powerful orange calcite and blue apatite with Galactic energy. See link below for greater details both in visuals and descriptions. Amazed they are still here:

Crystals & Crystal Skulls