While you read this, I’ll be journeying back home from our latest new backpacking adventure. I prepared this blog before I left, as it was important to me that it post on this exact day – the one year anniversary of Astrid returning to the stars.

It was a Full Super Blue Pisces Moon that day of August 30th, 2023 when she transitioned and being away around her portal day in a new place of even higher alpine heights than usual, to be amidst the stars, felt perfect since she and I and all of my soul family that has embodied in rabbit form this life (Gaia the Russian tortoise too!), are pilgrims of the Cosmos.

But this post is really just to honor her and to express how absolutely mind-blowing it is to me that it is already one FULL YEAR that I’ve not had her physically by my side. It’s almost unbelievable how fast that year went, but then time has been rushing by in general these days as we get closer to the essence of consciousness which is simply NOW. It’s just wild though, as it seems like yesterday – probably because she’s still so much with me.

This is the longest I’ve gone without having a physically present rabbit by my side since 2003 when Nestor first found me. The last time I lasted eight months after Cosmo departed until Astrid graced my life. The time before that only two months between Nestor departing and Joy entering.

It’s definitely a new chapter on many levels.

And speaking of chapters, I am going to link to the special Summer Solstice post I shared this year that showcases Story Time with Astrid, as a way to mark this day with a sweet story you can snuggle up with and join us on the magickal ride of Ramar – The Rabbit with Rainbow Wings.

So if you missed this post or bookmarked it and hadn’t finished the short nine chapters with us, hop on over and enjoy as a way to feel the magick of Astrid and the light of you!

Summer Solstice Celebrations & Surprise Story Time Special with Astrid & Me

Also, I wanted to make mention of an important detail that I forgot to add (since it was a given for me) when I told the story I shared in my post “Believe in the Impossible” about the second collective of crystal skulls and crystal beings that had fully gridded.

I shared how minutes after the group anchored, one of my two foot faery trees threw itself onto the floor, the White Rabbit ornament message was highlighted, and the power went out for five hours, etc. Well, a key element to this grid is that at the center sits a special obsidian rabbit that was carved just for me as a gift to embody Astrid’s essence and a crystal faery that represents me – both together holding the portal anchor.

For a while I hadn’t known what would be at the center of this one, since The Speakers have the giant Septarian Cosmic Egg. As soon as “Astrid” arrived, I knew.

So, all the powerful things that unfolded with that story I shared of events with the grid anchoring is all centered around Astrid and her confirming that with her signature thump (in this case energetic thump through the falling tree to the ground) that it’s a go!

She’s such a powerful presence and I’m so grateful to have her in my life and for all of the work she continues to do for the greatest good of the collective, as our work together is not personal, alone

I talk to her every day and while I miss her physical touch, her depth of presence permeates with her magickal ways, every particle of my existence and daily experience. What a gift she is! And what a gift every single soul who has ever walked this Earth and beyond is in our lives…their reach is never far…their presence is always right here and now…their existence is a never ending story continually writing itself anew.

I love you Astrid!

I excite at the growing possibilities we keep creating together and that are just around the corner of forever.

Keep your rabbit ears alert and thumpers ready to go for a sweet surprise offering from Astrid and me come Monday, September 2nd for the Virgo New Moon!

As has been the flow of things lately, consistently full days create infrequent, but full shares. As always my reflections encapsulate personal experience, but embody collective themes to unravel through the stories. If you’re interested in seeing how things tie in with what you’re experiencing or wondering about currently, these shares may be reflective, confirming, or helpful. If you’re interested in updates on offerings, I also add these at the very end of posts – so you can scroll to the bottom if you’re only looking for that. And if nothing else, perhaps the photos are fun and inspirational.

When ever we’re away from home these days I feel extra untethered from things – and in general, I think this is an overall consistent experience for me now. There used to be Astrid and the kitty babies that created an anchor to reel me back in. Now my sail is filled by the wind’s divine direction and what ever feels important moment-to-moment, with Astrid and the others as the North Star to my heart.

I find myself moving with these rhythmic cycles as an increasingly more fluid experience and while I do have my own inner sense of center and also one within the space we call our physical home, these reflections of “home” take on a broader scope I more easily carry or access where ever I am. This to me is a reflection of being more in my “essence.”

This is also in part because my love anchors travel expansively themselves now, and so it’s increasingly become easier to carry connection where ever the wind takes me. And to truly experience the reality of this in body and not just as an idea.

It’s also aided by my not having fear of where tomorrow takes me. Whether it’s a minute, a day, a month, or years, near or far or never again seen the same way… it’s all okay…because there is no end of forever.

Perhaps some of you may be experiencing this, but for me the more I hear of “crazy” things happening in the world or energies being experienced as intense, the more I feel peace within and experience something completely different. It’s an interesting space to be in, especially when others may give off reactions and shares that want my comradery of joining in on their crazy. However, this just doesn’t mesh in my experience. I can feel and understand how it is affecting them, but my turmoil would be more about how can I help them to understand how I feel when everything they may be focusing on points to something completely different?

It’s simply not possible, nor necessary. So, I just go on being me, understanding the variances of experience there is opportunity to have, and I continue to hold the energy that is in my reality.

I live to create possibility and to weave new moments and memories…the kind that transcend one reality in order to permeate the multi realities of a consciousness that surfs the cosmic ocean.

I live to outlive myself.

And while all of this is a part of me, I do still also love hunkering down in our mountain house on the edge of the forest where hearts have created a vortex-to-forever through love.

Our recent time away took us to the Atlantic Ocean, which was a change from our western alpine home. It’s always interesting to me to experience the contrasting energy of East and West or any contrasts for that matter that reflect the internal world. It’s a way to dip in and explore the energies to feel where there’s any holes or imbalances, triggers or forgotten parts that would be beneficial to harmonize, retrieve, and transmute.

I’m grateful for the way I’m experiencing things in these current times, as I know it’s not the same for everyone. I also know nothing is a given unless we consciously work at aligning ourselves. So I’m also grateful for being given the opportunity to grow. It may seem tedious at times, but the pay off comes with greater ease and fluidity.

Do you ever wonder if it’s possible to experience life differently than how you have been experiencing it?

What makes a difference? Is it truly luck, randomness, what some call karma, dedication, or chance? Or is it about cultivating more of our innate consciousness?

I’ll leave that question to each person for pondering.

For me, my own pondering is vast and I love using photo stories to let pictures speak the thousand or more words they’re said to offer, while adding an energetic pulse to the experiences.

In summary though, this was a trip about family, roots, and community, highlighting appreciation for the fabric of history that has shaped a corner of the world from rock and soil to blood and beliefs, as well as the lineages of ways that bring meaning to lives perhaps different but connected to our own.

Having a dad that came from the East and migrated West, and a European mom from an ancient village who journeyed even farther to come with him, plus a system of beliefs and values in our own heritage that mark some of the foundations that started areas like the one we traveled to at the root of its history, all plays into how I work with these kinds of journeys and use the energy that comes up, as well as infuse my own energy into new roots for sprouting.

We had a chance to soak in the qualities that felt nurturing, appreciate the differences, integrate the value of old parts made fresh, fun, and new through integrative hearts, while also leaving our own vibrational mark in the footsteps we left behind.

With the amount of photos I have from my time away I could make several posts, but I do want them together in this one because they weave together an energetic vibration I feel important to the underlying theme this share is about. I hope they convey the heart of what I want to express and that you may glean the perfect reflection of that which speaks to your own heart and transformational journey.

The personal journey is what’s key. And although it is tied in with the collective one, it is yours that makes the difference to all of it.

Rather than be a byproduct of the environment, you can shape the environment and also create different paths for how to navigate it all.

You are the map cartographer charting new courses to treasures only a heart compass can find.

And that’s what I did on this trip, as I always do where ever I find myself…looked through the eyes of my heart. In this way, I always align with and find the magick because this is my energetic footprint.

If we let other things overpower us and take over from what our true nature would otherwise be, we easily become something we aren’t and experience things in ways to get our attention to that – which is simply an ingenious way we message ourselves that we’re off course from the map our hearts originally charted.

On the morning of the day we departed, a big, adult, wild rabbit emerged from the bushes next to my garden and made my heart leap with him as he darted off to the back of our yard. I hadn’t seen Frith for a while and this sighting set the course for my heart feeling in alignment the whole journey ahead. He also reflected something about myself that is just beginning to mature and surface like him.

After a red eye out and long travels of three connections, we touched down on Martha’s Vineyard for the week.

And the fun kicked off with Dave’s mom greeting us at the gate with vegan ice cream bars on sticks in a variety of flavor options to choose from.

Life is like a handful of ice cream popsicles! You never know what you’re going to get lol!

AND you never know what you can create! It’s up to you to choose and shape each moment.

The first day was full with touch-ins at the fair grounds to get a feel for the lay of the land and see craft entries brought in before its official opening the next day, gathering yummies at markets, lunch on the back deck, beach time with rock hounding,

greetings from all the wild turkeys, osprey, crab energy, and a giant moth beauty to welcome me at the threshold of our doorway to the room we stayed in, and then a night that was a perfect welcome to Martha’s Vineyard – the 153rd Grand Illumination.

This event begins at the community Tabernacle in the middle of Oak Bluffs with songs, music, and historical and community remembrance, and ends with all the cute cottages lighting up their unique paper lanterns for everyone to enjoy.

The first Illumination began on Saturday, August 14th, 1869 where Chinese and Japanese lanterns were displayed, suspended from cottages and trees and has continued ever since.

We were sitting near a woman who had attended every single one of these yearly events for the last 80 years.

Here’s a taste of this special event.

Dave’s mom has lived on Martha’s Vineyard over forty years so she knows a lot of history and is tapped into the community and the fabric of the land in ways that unravel the threads of the tapestry with understanding of how it all weaves together.

We timed our trip just right, as this week was full of daily and nightly events that gave us a rich immersion of what life is like here on the island and for this part of our family. I hadn’t been to the island for thirteen years – the last time being a short visit for my brother and sister-in-laws’ wedding, so this was really my biggest immersion. Dave, of course, has spent a lot of time on the island over his years. I enjoyed it very much and thought our timing was perfect for a well-rounded experience.

I was also grateful to experience the warmth of what life is like here for Dave’s family, the extra connection of community and variety of cultural events, and the hidden magick for faery eyes and hearts to see.

That continued with the hike Dave and I did the next day when mushroom magick was off the charts for me to discover along moss and stone trails through the forest and along lily ponds.

We enjoyed another day on a different, well known beach, and then hit the official opening night of the fair, which was quite dramatic with a downpour of raining starting not long after we arrived.

I had just enough time to pick up these perfect-me butterfly, mushroom, and moon and stars overalls I had eyed the day before upon our arrival.

Then we all headed into the main hall to escape the rain and explore the huge variety of crafts, produce, flowers, and art entries and ribbon winners.

All of it was amazing – the produce incredibly beautiful and giant, including this Jack-and-the-Beanstalk award-winning sunflower that reached from ground to ceiling.

The night ended shorter than it would have been, but we did get in a delicious meal from the vegan truck and listened to music before heading home to get out of the rain. This all just meant we’d be coming back yet another day for the rest of the fun the fair offered, so we could enjoy things by sunshine.

The next day found us shopping for an upcoming event we volunteered for – Dave and I aided his mom in creating a vegan lemonade hour after her Sunday church she attends. I found the markets so beautiful, warm, and quaint. All of the produce and offerings were colorful and bountiful, including many vegan finds.

Even the local kitties reflected the feel for the energy in the air of these late Summer days on the island.

Anyway, Dave’s mom has done a couple of these vegan offerings to help expose people to other options, doing just simple fruit and baked dishes with a friend. This time we were going to do things up a bit more. So we went shopping for the things we needed. More on that later.

Afterward Dave’s mom took us on the most enchanted trail walk ever called “Island Folk Pottery’s Sculpture Trail” set in this magickal forest.

Julie chose this specifically for me, knowing the kind of thing I would love and she was absolutely right!

She also thought it may inspire me and she was double right!

I got a lot of idea add-ons for things I would love to do in our outdoor space here at home while getting completely swept up in the enchantment of it all.

This was truly a special experience that felt close to heart.

It was like walking through a whole other reality – well my reality lol! – come alive, as if you slipped through a portal to the Otherworld or the veils lifted and worlds merged.

It was complete with portals, castles, magick mirrors, sentinels, tree spirits, fae, elementals, and flying dragons…

circling Titania…

that match her dragon tattoo. Hehe!

I’ll let the photos do the talking.

There were nature cabinets and armoires to open and discover thing inside every door or drawer.

There were faery tale books and poems, as well as sacred rituals to explore.

But mostly there were eyes a-watching from every hidden corner and nature spirits holding their ground to invisible doorways, realities, and potentials.

We even stumbled upon the bones and fur of a full animal along the trail – quite potent and of course, to me, sacred.

We picked up another vegan lunch after the stroll down faery lane, and enjoyed it back on our home-away-from-home deck before some more beach time. It’s great there were so many healthy and yummy, fun vegan options on this small island for us to enjoy.

We then concluded another well-rounded day with a special Oak Bluffs Fireworks summer night.

This was a spectacular display over the water, but because of winds they shut down the beach fireworks area and only shot fireworks off of the barge.

This was a safety response to embers and smoke blowing into the crowds.

This didn’t seem to alter the amazing show, which we enjoyed from our beach chairs on the lawn while enjoying munchies we picked up on the downtown streets lining the marina.

There were a lot of “oohh’s” and “aahh’s” from the crowd and squeals from our niece.

The next morning, while Dave enjoyed a bike ride with his brother, I got the first part of our church food offerings going – Fudgy Date and Coconut Balls. Beach time was always our go-to in between to enjoy a swim, rock hounding, relaxation, and integration, so that followed the morning events. And off we all went back to a sunny day – this time – at the fair again.

This time was filled with rides Dave and I took our niece, Violet on – you likely recall her from past posts and the faery time she and I have spent together, as well as her magickal time meeting and being with Astrid.

Lots of screams, giggles, and yummies took place.

We returned to the vegan truck getting the same dishes as the first night because they were SO good and we just had to immerse in a plate of cinnamon and powdered sugar fried dough balls.

The experience was full of color and high vibed energy – even the dinosaurs wanted in on the action and kombucha-fueled time.

The day didn’t end there, as this night was the 28th year anniversary of “Built on Stilts.”

Everywhere you turned the streets were filled with charming delights and colorful blooms that mirrored the variety of creativity this event would showcase.

This is a community event that spotlights dancers, artists, and performers from the island of all experience levels to share their passion and gifts with everyone. Each evening has about eleven or so performances and is kicked off with a drum circle.

What I found interesting is that on the first night we went to this – we went two nights in a row – during the first drumming I suddenly felt this sharp pain at my right side of the head area just behind my ear. It came on suddenly, but as they slowed the drumming and transitioned into a different harmonic, it disappeared just as spontaneously.

I instantly felt that something had been awakened and was tuning into the energy of the land. I then went to look at the performance pamphlet they handed out and read the description. There was a section on “Land Acknowledgment” that shared “We respectfully acknowledge that Built on Stilts and its collective are situated on the traditional, ancestral, unceded territory of Noepe, the homeland of the Wampanoag people. We honor their connection to this region and recognize their continued, permanent presence here. We give thanks for the past, current, and future opportunity to live, work, and learn on their homeland.”

This answered what I felt.

The night was fun and each performance added a color to the tapestry of this community and to the value of creative expression at large.

We woke to an early start with me cooking up vegan smoked tempeh bacon over three skillets for the vegan blt’s Dave and I shared in creating for The First Congregational Church. I did this while Julie put together her fruit skewers and dates stuffed with toffuti sour cream and topped with hot pepper jam. We found the perfect, beautiful rye bread I had imagined for the blt’s and Dave did a great job assembling and cutting them up. We made forty balls, forty finger food sandwiches, and all the rest you see in the photos.

We got there early to set up, and just as mass was ending (which was also streamed online – this is a very progressive church in all ways and inclusiveness), we slipped out during the last hymn, and prepped the lemonade and last touches. Dave’s mom even created a table with books people could take home to read and learn.

It was a HUGE success.

We thought we may go home with some left overs, but not one bite of anything remained and everyone told us how incredible it all was.

They LOVED it and were asking questions and were so excited. We showed them how easy and yummy incorporating some plant based dishes can be. We had typed up recipes ahead of time and most of those were taken too.

We returned home to share a vegan bbq with the family, strolled the beach, and then took in a short kayaking journey similar to one I did with Dave here thirteen years ago.

We took the golf cart down to find the kayaks and then headed to the water to see what we’d discover along the way.

After, I decided to bake a morning bread with very ripe left over bananas that were going to waste otherwise – without a bread pan I turned it into a banana chocolate chip bread cake with chocolate icing, and we completed the day with another evening Built on Stilts creative performance.

Our next day was a full day of heavy rain and coziness.

This day of rain produced flash flooding on some parts of the island and brought four inches over several hours.

It created a nice relaxing day and Dave and I actually opted to take a walk up and down the road when the rain looked like it was lessening up…it then picked up and was a consistent downpour, but since we were already out and wet we continued on doing about three miles and it was very cleansing, fun, and potent with water pouring over us and thunder and lightning in the sky.

This was something we haven’t done in a long while – walking in the rain. It felt like an important part of the process of embracing the ease of letting go and allowing things to flow through. It also really reflected the importance of feeling all that lives within us and letting it have an outlet of expression and recognition.

This was the day of the Full Moon, which I thought was cool that the exact time of it where we were was 2:26 pm – my birthday in numbers as a rebirth energy of illumination. The rain did let up and clear for us to later do another walk together by the beach where we saw erosion from the day’s storm, and then to smell the freshly moistened grass through the beautiful fields between the beach and pond.

And that evening the girls decided to start a puzzle. I hadn’t done one in forever and found it quite fun. I continued working on my corner over the next couple of days and was disappointed I couldn’t stick around to finish it because it had become a bit of an obsession – enjoying the hunt of pieces fitting into pieces, and the minute details to weave together.

All very symbolic of life growth and the way I’m especially experiencing things right now.

It was a cozy and nostalgic kind of day that even their sweet dog, Oliver, wanted to snuggle into and bottle those sweet dreams up in with us.

This brought us to our last full day where of course more beach walks in the morning and beach time until lunch were enjoyed.

For two water signs, this was a favorite part of our daily rituals.

Are you noticing a lot of water and ocean energy infusion into our experience?

Adding balance, flow, cleansing, and extra essence joy to all the energetic dynamics and experiences.

Also a way to soak in the energies carried in the waters of this part of the world and rolling or crashing in on storyteller waves.

I definitely was feeling the ancient vibes of times long ago I spent in these oceans held in the droplets that washed over and around me.

And this was also held in the stones and crystals I was finding that were created by the glacier that ran through here once.

The crystalline sands between my toes and infused within each stone also whispered reminders of origins and the beauty of the transformational journey.

I felt more retrievals and merging taking place within – all infusing added layers of peace and joy to being in my skin.

During our beach walk we scattered some of Boojum and Sweet Pea’s ashes at a spot where Dave had once brought his twin soul cat, Kitty Boom Boom, feeling that it would be a nice place for them to roam too.

I loved how eight geese were up on the peaceful lawn ahead of us where we did our little ceremony and there was one beautiful rose blooming, which reminded me of Sweet Pea.

While we were out, Dave’s brother created a homemade pot of vegan chili for the family, which was amazing. We then accepted Dave’s mom’s invitation to go to contra dancing that night – something new for us both. My brother and sister-in-law joined as well for the first time. It was held at the Grange Hall.

We LOVED it! We learned about seven different dances all night and were laughing, sweating, and enjoying the energy of the live band and dancing with different partners the night away.

In between, at break time, there was waltzing.

This is a taste of things when the night was just beginning, but the crowd grew huge and the entire room was filled wall-to-wall with four lines of dancers.

Dave’s brother and wife left earlier than us and texted us they had prepared the fire pit back home – I had expressed my hope we could toast vegan s’mores while there and this was the night.

So by the light of a still nearly full moon mystically illuminating through the moving cloud veils, we enjoyed a late night outdoor roast.

During our trip we encountered many red tailed hawks very up close – three we nearly bumped on and one of which had just captured a snake that you can see here on top of the tree after he flew off from the trail we both shared.

We also had many osprey encounters including juveniles and nests just across the way from where we stayed. Daily wild turkey visits including a family with little ones, great blue herons and great white egrets.

I found a lot of feathers and of course beach stones of clear, smoky, and golden quartz, agate, jasper, calcite, feldspar, and so much more I have no idea what they are. I even found what appears to be some kind of sparkly black granite or a mix with tourmaline that has one gorgeous, smooth like-glass side.

And like that our time on the island came to an end.

That last morning our sister-in-law generously shared insightful and confirming, short readings about our Pluto transits – she’s an astrologer- which felt like a great way to frame things for our paths ahead and a closure for this trip.

We did a last hike through the green magick of the forest along the only small river on the island with Dave’s mom – where I found the black granite.

Then we said farewell to the Atlantic Ocean and found a recently transitioned nonvenomous milk/king snake (potent stuff), picked up a vegan pizza and made our way to the airport.

It was a full week of rich experiences and integrated depths.

We had another long, three connection flight day ahead, which turned into being a two-day adventure.

The short of this long ending to our travels was that our second flight was delayed and had us laid over in Chicago because there’s only one flight out a day. Synchronously, we had no plans or things to get back to, so we rolled with the changes and the delay turned into a little extra vacation bonus for embracing the joy of the moment.

This felt to be a supportive transition of “the in between” between our East and West migration back – a chance to integrate energies. If I had known ahead we’d be there it could have been an opportunity to touch in with a few people I know in the area, but being just a day and happening as it did, it felt meant to be our little vacation window and energetic reconfiguration, as well as a collective calling to be there to hold energy. From things I learned about later, it came through in confirmation that there was purpose for this particular drop-in on the Earth grid for things taking place in the unseen realms that could help rewrite and course correct timelines.

We couldn’t have imagined an impromptu lay over being any more perfect than it was – with everything aligning, coming together, and being so in tune in that time-out-of-time surreal and unexpected reality we found ourselves in. It felt to be a true portal between worlds and realities for us.

After our hotel voucher stay we found a nearby trail on Cricket Creek to enjoy where the cicadas and crickets were abundantly singing.

I even had a visitation from one that felt so potent to be able to hold and place next to my cicada sacred tattoo.

They have great meaning to me and were even part of my wedding vows.

My hawk eyes also tracked this sweet spotted fawn.

Her momma was not far ahead in the trees.

This was a beautiful gift since the only deer we experienced on the island where deer are plentiful, was one that we bumped upon and leapt quickly off into the forest before we could even see each other.

We then spent a full day at Navy Pier on Lake Michigan, getting one of the only four electrical hookups in the parking lot for our first-time-driving a fully electrical rental car. We celebrated with vegan ice cream cones from Ben & Jerry’s – I tried the new strawberry cheesecake flavor.

The rest of the day was filled with an architectural shoreline boat tour, which was fantastic, and a whimsical immersion in the butterfly pavilion (we all know I love butterflies and how meaningful they are to me).

It was such a joy to have butterflies fluttering around us and brushing my skin on fly-by’s. Dave enjoyed feeding them sugar water.

We especially remarked on how wonderful it was to see so many different varieties of butterflies and moths all coexisting peacefully together.

And of course it was very sacred to be a part of these minutes of their lives, since they live for only days or weeks.

From those excited to just be starting the first leg of that short journey. To those in the middle of it, mating, exploring, and going about their missions. To those at the end of their cycle and even one I held that had recently transitioned.

Their life is short, but sweet, fragile, but resilient, soft and graceful, but powerfully transformational and integral to life on Earth.

Every single, unique butterfly has a purpose and value.

There were so many beauties and it was such a joy for us – especially for me to be with my butterfly friends.

This is where a Rusty-Tipped Page graced my shoulder where the wings to my dragon tattoo flow from, and hung out with me for a long time.

I love this photo capturing a little girl peeking out or emerging from the right – a reflection of me being lit up in my little-girl-of-wonder mode when with and in nature.

I was a happy faery!

We then took a spin on the giant Ferris Wheel, enjoyed vegan burgers, and a long walk down the pier to take in the lake energy that is very different from our own back home.

We certainly made the most of our lay over, soaking in every minute of experience and self nurturing that we could possibly enjoy from embracing this gift in disguise of a “delay”.

We didn’t end up getting home until 2 am and in bed by 3, but I did find it interesting that when we stopped to pick up some quick groceries to have on hand, two coyotes ran across the parking lot ahead of us and we arrived at the very start of a two-day cold front with winds gushing.

Our first two days home, temperatures dropped from mid to high seventies and eighty, down to the high 50’s with an evening of rain that actually brought August snow to the very high mountain tops at 9000 plus feet.

It’s always interesting to me to observe all of the reflections of the journey, shifts, and transformations – as within so without.

Our first day’s hike back greeted us with this.

Followed by an evening thunderstorm and rain that lit the sky in stormy sunset colors through the forest.

Then opening up to quite a windy and cool second day that laid an expansive backdrop for the cleanse and change that the elements brought through.

We’re now back into the mid to high seventies and eighty range again, so everything really has been an integrative in between. Each really big change outwardly indicating big shifts inwardly.

On our third day’s hike back we stumbled upon an unusual sighting of a decapitated, dead marmot and just yesterday I brought home a big haul of Sierra smoky quartz – light to dark and even Morion.

I’ve been drawing in a lot of smoky quartz lately and the darker the more resonance I’ve had.

All of these things reflecting the movement of and focus of energies, as well as the continued changes of personal identity and inner workings to match this that are grounding and rooting.

My garden is currently giving off Autumn vibes.

By the light of early evening hours it’s hard to distinguish the color of late Summer blooms that are currently all in the gold, crimson, and fuschia color rays because the overgrown lush wildflower plants are drenched in golden green auras that weave everything as one.

But if you tip-toe closer and peek through from the vantage point of a faery, you just might see the hidden pops of color and other magickal creatures peeking back at you.

And just like that, after integrating back we’re heading off again on a new backpacking adventure in a whole new location and world. As you read this, we’re beginning our road trip. Will share more upon return, as it’s certain to be wondrous and full of more growth reflections and wayshower potentials.

Until then, I hope you can embrace and enjoy the journey even when twists and turns pop up that you weren’t expecting. There’s always something to glean or a silver lining and purpose to changes and delays. The more we learn to flow and align with it all, the more we can have every experience be filled with greater ease, peace, and of course….a little or a LOT of magick.

May we all, also, find ways of integrating the best of all worlds, old with new, and make differences into mutual bridges of enjoyment and value.

OFFERINGS UPDATE:

I can feel the transitional period beginning from season to season and I’m already internally starting to prepare for some big shifts coming this Fall and Winter.

Part of that includes a fun little surprise offering coming Monday, September 2nd on the Virgo New Moon, which also happens to be Labor Day – stay tuned!

Currently all crystal beings have been homed, but keep an eye out in the next couple of weeks as I have a feeling there may be a very small offering upcoming. I’ll know more soon.

The only current offerings I have right now are the potent Earth custom framed art portal – still wondering where its key energy will end up – and 1 spot remaining in the transformational Mentor Muse Program.

Living and creating a more whimsical life can be a doorway to opening your conscious awareness and expanding into more of your powerful potentials as spirit in flesh. I find these long August days offering a beautiful landscape for this kind of exploration, as the light shifts and the land stills so loudly with the melodies of a Summer well spent held in each golden grain.

When you intentionally decide to cultivate living with a sense of wonder, dropping into the sacredness of presence, fall in love with the everyday of Earth’s treasure chest of sensory experiences, seek the adventure of a small stretch into new terrains of thinking, feeling, and being, play more, luxuriate in the simple more, and choose to expand your curiosity without judgment or expectation, you find yourself aligning more with life and cocreating with vibrational resonance, what you’d like to experience more of. You also find yourself becoming much more centered and aware.

Sometimes unplugging fully for small periods of time allows this space of expansion to occur. It also helps you to be present with the power of your consciousness. Finding ways to deepen into the wisdom of Nature and leaning into more enchanted invitations that surround you daily, can assist you in rewriting beliefs to match your hopes for life. This can also include finding your own creative outlet to channel life force through as a way to engage your innate abilities.

The more the years go by, the more I drop into this state ever-more fluidly and consistently. It is my anchor in a world that vibrationally oscillates so vastly. It doesn’t matter to me how this appears to others, as for me it can mean the difference between vitality or not. I choose to live touched by inspiration and moved by creativity.

And Nature will forever be a muse for me since it IS the spirit in flesh. The two are not separate.

We are multi-dimensional by nature and therefore all information we seek is always a conscious awareness away. We’ve been taught to believe information is repressed or hidden. It merely isn’t being acknowledged, interpreted, or engaged, but is always right there. To accept and embrace the knowledge within is all we may be missing. The conscious mind embodies both camps of reason and assimilation of emotions and intuitive knowledge. One is not better than the other, nor are they inaccessible or separate. The conscious mind is the bridge that empowers both.

I ponder much held in my rich spaciousness of Nature’s arms and undo, thread by thread, the beliefs that I’ve gathered from all sources over life. Be it even “New Age” thinking, I release the hands I once accepted to a new invitation from The All to spread my wings further.

Illusions are dropping away and with it there is greater lightness of being experienced AND yes, instant magickal experiences just as my imagination has always pondered.  

There are new light codes streaming in and the more naked I am to stronghold beliefs of any kind, the more I tap into my awareness of consciousness and the answers that are right there.

And with “no time” as the truth of experience, I am not tethered by ideas that limit my power to create anew. Things CAN be simple and easy. At least that is what I believe and therefore it is becoming my experience.

I spend all of our time while hiking and being in Nature for reflecting, releasing, rewriting, and renewing myself on all levels. I find it the easiest and most supportive way for myself to do this during what is to me a form of walking meditation and movement of energy. And through any challenge that has or will arise, it is my sanctum and way shower to the source of divine inspiration and liberation within.

The day before the New Moon we did one of our longer hikes through magickal spaces, up to one of the many lakes.

Along the way there were many faery portals.

We then came across this sweet bumblebee nestled in a thistle.

This little one had transitioned in the many petaled arms of this bloom. Dave and I were both taken by this sight and the layers of profoundness it evoked. This was the second time we’ve seen the exact same sight of a bumblebee held in his deathbed of a thistle. It’s so powerful that even Dave was inspired to write a poem about it the first time we came upon this.

There’s such bitter sweetness of the wholeness this vision brings up. And such perfection of the life cycles all wrapped into one seamless and evocative image. I also love the message of living life to the fullest to the very last breath – taking in the sweet nectar of life every single moment, as if it’s your last.

From which you come, you return. From which you give, you receive. From which you are, you “bee.”

I felt extra strength and nurturing around this womb of renewal with our recent New Moon of 8/4. In fact, just a couple of weeks prior I had yet another pregnancy dream (I have had so many of these in the last ten plus months) and on the day of the New Moon itself, quite the divine (and mother energy) messenger.

We were taking a downtime day from very active days, to just soak in a favorite rest spot under the Giant Elder Juniper again. After our picnic lunch, Dave proceeded to read and nap and I proceeded to my usual exploration walk around the lake. It is set in a park that also edges a forest and the river. It’s a place for families and while off the beaten track, is behind a neighborhood.

About a third of my walk around I came to the turn before hitting the other side of the lake and on the trail ahead I saw a black bear. We both stopped and stood totally still watching each other and connecting. The bear appeared the usual dark black in the shade of the trees.

The bear didn’t move and we maintained our stance for 15-20 seconds. Just beyond the bear is where more people were along the lake. But here, we held our own experience in the in between on this Leo New Moon.

It was the first time I encountered bear on my own, as usually I’m with Dave. So, like the golden bear that climbed our fence to peer at me through my office sliding glass door, this “big” energy was meant just for me.

There was no threat, as we held equal gaze and energy, yet I backed away slowly to ensure the bear knew my intentions were soft and harmonious and that I honored the sacredness of her presence.

I went back about fifty feet, as she watched. Then she turned to make her way into the forest toward the river. As she did so I then saw a remarkable thing. When the light of the sun touched her fur it revealed her entire coat to be gold just like the bear who came to my office door.

New Moon blessings indeed and a powerful harbinger of this potent doorway opening between then and 8/8/8. I loved the symbolism of this cycle creating a darkening of the Moon – the black bear in the shadows – but on the other side of that is complete illumination that the continuum of the cycle does eventually reveal come the Full Moon. Both are contained in one and a New Moon indeed heralds a rebirth and access to the inner light ever-present and ever-unfolding.

The rest of my time along the lake banks was filled with frog and toad energy again – some truly giant toads too! I can never get a photo of them because they move fast, but I’ve seen them sitting there as big as both of my palms together and saw one swimming with legs outstretched about two feet long! I’ve never seen any so large and when they leap into the water it makes a huge splash. That’s some really potent frog messengers indeed!

The late Summer blooms were out and the edges of the water, everywhere, were lined with mostly goose feathers and down glistening in the sunlight and water sparkles.

They felt like feathers from the wings of angels scattered about with auras of starlight and yet still embodying their divinity in every single, tiny one.

We had taken the previous week off from backpacking in order to get some things done around here and just do some simple hikes, bike rides, and beach days. But come Tuesday we were off on another adventure – our fifth so far this season.

We returned to one of the lakes from our very first backpacking trip, where we got the idea for a hammock. This time we stayed there the full trip, as it’s easier to hunker down rather than move each day, break down and set up camp. We were away two nights in the doorway between the New Moon and Lion’s Gate.

The trail was beautiful with several small and large lily ponds, many fields of blooms, and a lot of views to take in along the way.

And our campsite was divine (just take a look at all that light around it) by the shelter of another favorite sprawling juniper, the perfect backdrop for our hammock, and the amazing, strong nurturing cradle of the rainbow-hued red metamorphic rock slab we love to lay upon in warm embrace.

I chose this journey because we’ve talked about summitting Mt. Tallac, which I have never done. Dave did it over thirty years ago. I thought no time like now to do it. And since these trips have really integrated my inner mountain goat, I’m always up for a challenge and strengthening my resiliency and endurance. I also thought it might be cool to summit while we are in the energy of the Lion’s Gate Portal.

With our camping at a lake on the inner Desolation Wilderness track near Tallac, it helped break up what could be a really long and extra challenging one day hike into a shorter day hike. It was still nearly eight miles round trip with a lot of ascents, big two foot high steps up at times, and rock (or gruss as they call it) trails.

I’m so glad we chose this way (of the three ways up) to go, which is more the back way, as it was such a beautiful trail that passed another large lake and then meandered through tons

of flower strewn meadows, trees to provide intermittent shade, a favorite enchanted tree with many faces (can you find wee little me next to it in the collage?), and expansive vistas of what we’d left behind.  

If you couldn’t find faery me, here’s the photo on its own again.

After a good, long, and refreshing night’s camping sleep I usually have a lot of invigorated energy, so this also aided the day feeling less strenuous and allowed me to really take in and enjoy all the beauty surrounding me of flowers and pollinators galore.

A true faery land in late Summer’s light, as the grasshoppers serenaded us along the trail and kissed my skin with their leaps and wings of light filled splendor. They literally like to spring at my face, or sometimes at my chest or arms.

These August fields of golden grasses and last hoorah of blooming vitality were inspiring.

And so have been the beautiful fields of cattail grasses filling the meadows like we’ve never had before near home, along with a gorgeous habitat ecosystem of lushness courtesy of our mountain beaver family.

But I digress…August feel goods got me distracted.

Until we neared the last part of the ascent, near the top, we didn’t see anyone on the trail that wound through forests, up the mountain and across vast mountain meadow slopes. There was a point where we were hiking up the terraced rock trail with the forest to our left when I started to hear a loud knock on a tree echo around us. It was just a single knock and it came every twenty or thirty seconds – sometimes a minute might pass – but it was consistent for five or ten minutes. Just a single, loud knock against a tree. I giggled telling Dave that it might be Big Foot, as it was obvious to be something large knocking – not a wood pecker. Plus, it was just one knock at a time. Then it came to me in a flash. What we were hearing was in fact a buck thrashing his antlers against a tree. They do this to practice for antler battle during mating season because it helps to strengthen their neck muscles. And mating season is upcoming in the October to early December period.

That was really cool to be experiencing the vibrational energies moving through the air and a wonderful reflection of vitality, resiliency, fine tuning higher awareness, and moving into a new period of growth and leadership. The instinctual nature of deer, guides in the way of trusting our internal messaging system and to look for new perceptions. They represent the divine and are messengers from the otherworld.

The knocking was indeed to get my/our attention, but since I was the one who noticed it, I especially tuned into where I was being called at this point in life.

As we continued up, the knocking disappeared.

This whole area is mostly all granite and red and other metamorphic rock slopes and ground so I had no thoughts of this being a crystal finding trip this time. But wouldn’t you know that surprises awaited – in good ol’ magick style.

Along the way I found literally the only three “random” quartz rocks along the trail, which included this sparkly raw quartz stone with what look like green dendrites in it.

Then, when we got to the last area of Tallac’s summit, I was led to the only two large rocks I saw that had quartz veins in them.

Before we went to the highest point, I looked down in that area and there were two stones hidden between rocks near the large quartz veined one.

This one with a quartz vein and this little one with a tiny cluster of quartz forming on it that included a few small full terminated points and one with etched markings across the side.

I thought that was pretty special and was grateful to be told these were the gifts for this gateway and my coming all this way to the top.

After that I was surrounded by small little butterflies dancing around the dark, jagged rocks that reminded me of the back of a sleeping dragon. Then a beautiful swallowtail caught my eye and I was taken in by the contrast of her grace and temporary vitality fluttering along the top of this enduring ages-old rock mountain.

When she landed on the edge of forever, I felt the brilliance of wholeness in all things here and now.

I circled her in this expansive vista below.

We then proceeded to the very top and took in the full 360 degree panoramic views where you can see nine lakes from this high point of 9739 feet – the third tallest peak in the Lake Tahoe Basin.

Mt. Tallac is considered a challenging hike because of the amount of ascent and the rock trails, but here I was feeling not in the least winded and enjoying the views of my home all around me.

We savored this vantage point of expansiveness and potential before descending back to our cozy campsite on the lake and embraced the winds of change that flowed all around us at the top.

From here I listened to the stories of the land that hung in the whispers of the in between.

I do love all the varieties of rock in this area…and especially the red metamorphic rocks that surround the lake area we chose as our campsite, and enjoy looking for beauties that catch my heart. The rainbow ones of many colors are a favorite, but I also love the purple, pink, and blue ones.

I found a small collection that spoke to me, including one that had swirls of metallic gold on it and nearly all of them have sparkles you can’t see in photos.

I also loved this perfect sparkly pentagon and perfect star stones.

I even found a pastel, perfect heart.

After we settled back into camp after the long hike, to rest and nourish our bodies with some warm meals, I went down that evening by our beach area where we bathe and sit watching the sunset to clean up our utensils.

I crouched down to begin and something caught my eye.

It looked like a small piece of glass likely softened over time by the water and elements that was maybe a reminder of past campers leaving broken things behind. I picked it up and was astounded.

It was a perfect tiny double terminated quartz point!

“Are you kidding me?!” I thought, and also exclaimed out loud so Dave could hear. He was so surprised too.

Other than the few quartz rock and small piece I found, this area just DOES NOT have any quartz fields in open sight or that I’ve ever seen in the times we’ve hiked it.

And yet here I was, on the eve of 8/8/8 bending over at the lake and right in the water at the edge of the rock shore, the only perfect DT crystal is laid at my feet – washed up to water’s edge right there at the very moment I arrive.

There’s even a key left from a baby DT crystal that has broken off of it. Just wow!

To say the impossible is possible is an understatement here. This truly felt like the crystal had come through a doorway just for me at that very moment – like it sought me out. True divine alignment and magick at hand. No doubt about it! And as my last post stated, I do live to believe in as many “impossible things” as I can.

Why? Because it makes it possible.

I couldn’t get over this, but loved it all the way.

Here, I had resigned myself to it not being a crystal journey, and here the Elementals…the ALL…and my multi-dimensional self said, “Oh, but it CAN always be, as long as you believe that anything is possible. And we know, I DO believe.

Needless to say, we had another great time and we soaked it all in, as we packed up that last morning.

And on our last day back to the car, the ptarmigan messenger made an appearance again.

You may recall that on the two last trips I found a ptarmigan tail feather as we headed out. This time it was ptarmigan in the flesh.

I heard this little clucking noise to the left and felt there was some animal there. I turned and saw the ptarmigan on a tree log slowly walking across and eyeing us with soft little clucks.

That was a sweet parting gift on 8/8/8 along with this giant hemlock varnish shelf mushroom – or hemlock reishi, since it’s a member of the reishi family.

I found it hidden behind a giant tree off trail – so perfect – so vibrant – as if nature took out a paintbrush right then and there.

Was it because of my mushroom and butterfly hat I wore for this trip that I called these reflections up? Was it our mushroom jerky we always like to take along as snacks for our journeys?

Or, was it simply being in the flow?

I did in fact see more of this on my cell phone screen at prominent points on the adventure.

The entire trip was only 16.5 cumulative miles, but according to my tracker this clocked in at 44,837 steps, 4,387 feet of cumulative ascents, and 8,774 feet of cumulative ascents and descents. And while I had the least amount of pounds I carried on my back this time, yet still more than my pack on its own – 35 (the most has been 45) – it’s become easier and easier and I actually look forward to these trips for building up my body’s endurance that aids all of my other activities and amps up my immune system and resiliency. It also helps me to move energy.

When we returned home I found my day lily, upper deck plants had suddenly bloomed forth three beautiful red lilies to greet me home, which was a nice surprise.

While the rest of the garden is slowly edging into pre-Autumn hues of splendor with a new collective of black-eyed Susan beauties (including a small meadow of them in the back where we threw the wildflower seeds to regrow the area after fire prevention tree removal that one year), the little forest animals are still in high gear of milking every last drop of enjoyment they can squeeze out of lazy August days.

I love watching them run about in playful mode. It makes me giggle. Even the birds have been chasing each other and singing away into the late Summer evenings.

Equally so, I giggled on our integration beach day, the day after 8/8/8. We like to have a relaxing downtime day when we get home from backpacking, to help us both adjust back to being around people again and to allow our bodies their renewal process after gifting us their resiliency and strength.

While I laid on my beach towel I suddenly opened my eyes to see a large garter snake swishing across the sand past where I laid. She went directly to a log in front of me, eyeing both me and the water ahead.

We connected like I did with little frog, who emerged from the same bushes this snake friend now came from.

Snake went to the water and appeared to be cooling off and getting a drink. I caught it all in this video, which also catches us both startling each other.

I have no fear of garter snakes and love snakes in general. Yet, I’m also quite respectful of any wild animal’s space and of the sacredness of their presence.

After a dip in the water, the snake came back to the log and then proceeded quite quickly to swish her way directly at me on my blanket. There was no threat at all, and of course garter snakes pose no major harm since they are not poisonous and have tiny teeth. And while she seemed to want to come directly at me, I moved out of the way quickly so she’d not feel cornered.

We both startled each other by this and as I moved, she moved quickly the other direction and went back off into the bushes from where she came.

Dave said he thinks perhaps she didn’t see me. I know she did, as they are highly vibrationally in tune even if not “seeing” and perhaps like frog, wanted to literally come to and on me for a very deliberate message. The animals often see me as one of them and there’s this moment of this split second realization alongside that of “Oh, yeah, you’re also this other form” – oops!

She reflected alchemical transformation, protection, renewal, primal wisdom, and healing.

Frog reflected good luck and fortune, amazing self discovery, and fresh, transformative, new starts.

Bear reflected courage, strength, protection as well, leadership, power, wildness, maternal love, and abundance.

And yet they also each hold personal messaging beyond the medicine they embody.

Or perhaps they are simply remarkable encounters with nature – however you choose to see it.

They are reminders to me to keep believing and keep opening in the wider ways I have been. The gaps between realities and timeliness are becoming seamless and all things are possible in the in between. 

All three feel like a powerful triad mirror of amazing, big changes happening right now and this fresh new chapter of expansive personal transformation.

This day I also received the pieces I was waiting for to add to my spiral quartz garden. I love how it’s coming together with my favorite flower embodied in a metal sunflower garden of sentinels around the spiral.

I also added a temporary tree stump seat center (I’m using this piece for something else, but wanted a stand-in until the actual piece arrives) and then was guided to add a mini sister spiral in the open space to the left of the larger one.

For this I used the beautiful rainbow hued, red metamorphic rocks along with a few pink and periwinkle hued sparkly stones I found another time (I’m not sure what they are, but they have quartz-like essence), with the heart stone followed by the sparkly pentagon stone with the star stone atop it at center.

This mini spiral is for the Fae and the wee ones that cross between worlds. I made a promise when we got this place that I would honor the land and create a sanctuary for them here. This only felt right to have these magickal stones intentionally placed from my heart to theirs.

There are just a few more touches I’m waiting to arrive. I’ll share as they come together. The process is fun though, and rather than wait until the finale I thought it important to enjoy each step along the way with you.

The creative journey has also been fun, as I’ve been in an artsy mode again recently behind the scenes. I’ll share more as the projects come together, but let’s just say that I’ve fallen in love with a way to immortalize my love for Nature in some special pieces I’m creating for myself and feel I may be guided to make some available for others soon too.

In the meantime, I’m enjoying the step-by-step coming together of the crystal grids in my space and SO loving the energy of the quartz I found on our backpacking trips.

The energy is SO PURE! And the light codes are amazing. Finding crystals on my own makes this experience so much more potent and meaningful and the fact that only I have touched them besides our Earth Mother herself, is extremely sacred.

Some of these will be part of the pieces I’m creating and that I may offer too, as I feel the energy is so important to share with others – not just in photos to receive – but in person to have and to hold. Plus, I have so many that it feels right to spread the Cosmic and Earth love.

Speaking of crystals, there is just one very special crystal skull still available. It’s the rare and beautiful Rainbow Chalcedony in Quartz Magickal Child Palm Stone Skull with a large vibrant rainbow at the crown. I haven’t seen one like this with all the beautiful array of color swirls in it.

I do have a fun story about it, though. While away, this beauty was in the garden with a couple of DT Lemurians to prepare them and receive energies between the New Moon and 8/8/8. Astrid has been around so much and in fact when we got back I found a feather and tuft of rabbit fur next to them and the DT’s were showing rainbows they never had, matching the vibrancy of the little Magickal Child. So this little one is quite potent in spreading those rainbow light codes.

I’m always amazed to see which ones take their time to connect and which do so immediately. I can feel there is a connection made already, and it’s just unfolding. So this beauty awaits and is ready when you are with extra oomph from the Portal energies.

Crystals & Crystal Skulls

The rainbow light energies feel prominent with the coming home of the rainbow hued red metamorphic stones, this rainbow chalcedony in quartz skull palm stone, the rainbows appearing on the DTs, the incredible rainbows on nearly all of the quartz crystals I’ve found recently out in the wild, and also finding rainbow light appearing on two of The Speakers just a couple of days ago – right after (IN FACT) I had completed what I have so far of the spiral meditation garden. The last piece was the faery spiral and then there were the rainbows appearing on these beauties.

I have no idea where it was coming from.

You can see a big rainbow on the back of Solon’s head and one on the side of Alkebulan’s face in these photos. I love it!

Also, I didn’t mention this here, as I felt to offer these on my social media platforms first since I sensed some of their guardians were there, but I did make my portal art available during this potent doorway too. They felt ready to find their homes. Not only that, their energy felt to finally be now-ready overall, as many of the things I’ve created have been ahead of their time. That feeling was confirmed when two connected right away with their people.

I’m speaking about the three pieces of the In Lak’ech series of Five that were uniquely housed in custom made metal frames – so these are one-of-a-kind, never to be repeated again. Air and Fire have been spoken for, but Earth is surprisingly still here.

I say that because Ancient Egyptian energy has been strongly surfacing right now for many embracing the core pieces of their soul in totality and so I’m curious who it is waiting for too.

Earth highlights Ancient Egypt, the frame detailing mirrors the pyramids and palm trees within the painting. Earth holds Egyptian key codes through the Great Pyramids including Venus, The Hathors, and SO many other key Egyptian figures – Osiris, Isis, Akhenaten, Nefertiti, Horus, Thoth, Sekhmet, Ptah, and more.

It’s an “experience” to meditate with and allow them to do the work on deep levels, helping to shift your DNA and patterns into freeing transmutation. It can be hung, or set up to lean again a wall or shelf, placed on a small decorative easel for an alter space, or however your imagination calls for.

I made these available at intuitively guided specials to help get them home where they are meant to be and the work can unfold from there. This feels important.

You’ll find Earth available by scrolling down to the bottom of my Artwork page or you may contact me for payment plan options, which of course the crystal being is also available with.

Thank you for viewing and being part of the Earth collective’s shifts into higher awareness and harmonious being. It makes a difference. You make a difference being here right now too, as it’s not possible without you.

And last, just a quick update that the Mentor Muse Program has two spots remaining. Regular Intuitive Guidance Sessions have shifted out of their hugely decreased rate for most of 2024 and are still available with a smaller intuitively guided discount, as I transition into different things.

We’ll be away visiting family on the East Coast for a little over a week, so I’ll not be able to ship until I get back or do any sessions until then as well. I’m sure this trip will hold some more rich things to integrate. I’ll keep you posted when I return and look forward to any update comments you may have to share, or reflections of synchronicity with things I’ve shared here.

And until then, may you bask in the potent light of these long August days, as Summer nears closure.