I am in the stone circle in Tamera, Portugal. It is 2016 on the last day I am here before I head back to the United States. I feel myself rooted into the ground and I feel myself connected to the universe. All of a sudden I feel all of my ancestors behind me and all the women who surround me and those that will come after me forming a circle. I feel blessed to be here and they tell me this is a place to heal. I am in my lover’s caravan on my birthday and I pull “If Women Rose

Dear Creator, Thank you for this life. I awake this morning with an abundance of what I am grateful for. I arise to beautiful clouds and air full of water surrounding me - filling me with magic and awe that I am in such a fantastical place. That I have eyes to see it all with and a hear that is open to receive other life. I am grateful for the beautiful food, delicious and simple and joyful to eat when I am hungry. I am grateful that I have so much to eat everyday and that I

I love the way bees buzz into the ears of Lavender. How the wind always tells me I'm on track with its gentle and seductive touch When the birds go silent before the storm and I can hear it coming. And the crack of lighting how it gets me to surrender. I fall to the Earth in prayer. My heart broken... open. Dry body, cracken clay withered seeds kindle woods receive these gentle rains as the sky cries down grateful to meet its kindred ground and the land, it can finally breath

Slow down, let the dust settle. What remains when the rain clears the dust from the trees and makes the air easier to breath? Bare witness. What is around me? What thoughts come? What am I always suffering about? What appears to me? What is the message of the spider? of the tree? What lessons do they hold for me? Presence my soul with silence. Am I ready for the answer to my question? Pray. And Stay. What am I here for? I am ready. Here I am. Gentle rains, a gentle answer. Wa

"Approaching a time of opening ourselves up to receiving information from the universe, to receiving visions about our lives, our interconnectedness, of asking "what is mine to do in this world?", of asking to be reminded what is mine when it is so easy to forget with the overwhelming situation of the world - brings an existential frequency to the whole and the question of not knowing always comes. It depends on our readiness of entering this frequency and listening to the re