Hello beautiful beings, and happy new year! I wanted to reach out and briefly share some information for an upcoming series of events that I have prepared for you - my hope is that it will resonate in many levels, and serve in many ways!
Is there a call from your soul to shed the old, reclaim your strength, and step into alignment? That’s what this 3-day series is designed for: Healing, Boundaries, and Flow.
Together, we’ll dive into the heart of what keeps you stuck, strengthen the sacred yes and no in your life, and unlock the magic of living in harmony with yourself and the world around you.
This time of year feels strange, doesn’t it? The energy doesn’t quite align with the idea of a “new year.” It’s more reflective, slower—less about fireworks and more about whispers of what’s to come.
But here’s the beauty: any day can mark a fresh start. A shift in belief. A leap into a new paradigm. A commitment to a practice that moves you forward with grace.
As we move into 2025, let’s embody this truth—today, and in the days ahead.
Ask yourself:
We’re approaching one of the most profound moments in the year—the Winter Solstice. This is one of my favorite times, a natural pause point that invites reflection, release, and renewal. When I think about time, it doesn’t feel linear. Time feels like a pendulum, swinging through cycles of expansion and contraction, action and rest.
The Solstice marks the turning of the tide, the moment when the upswing transforms into the downswing. And, more importantly, it highlights the imperceptible pause in between—the weightless, timeless space where all motion ceases.
In that suspended breath, there’s no push, no pull. No gravity. Just stillness. A moment to be.
When I meditate on this energy, the archetype that rises is The Fool. Standing on the edge of a great Threshold, eyes closed, heart open. There’s a tender, powerful beauty in The Fool’s posture—balancing between falling and flying, poised at the brink of something new. This isn’t...
Lately, I've been meditating on solutions—really leaning into the energy of them. There’s been soul-searching, deep pondering, and, if I’m honest, moments of frustration where I’ve demanded clarity.
Here’s what I know to be true: for every problem, there is a solution. Always. But here’s the catch—if we don’t fully understand the problem, we can miss the answer altogether. It’s like trying to treat symptoms without addressing the root cause.
The quality of our questions determines the quality of our answers. If the questions are murky or shallow, the answers we receive will mirror that. And when the answers feel convoluted or make us even more confused, its often because we haven’t stated the problem clearly enough.
So, let me ask you: how do you frame your problems to yourself?
Over the past few months, I’ve noticed how quickly I label the things that feel 'off' in my life....
Navigating uncertainty can feel like stepping into a foggy unknown. Your mind may play tricks, your body might freeze in fear, or you could feel the pull to flee. Even knowing where to begin can feel like a puzzle with no edges.
I’ve walked through seasons where I’ve been keenly aware of living in the liminal—that in-between space where one paradigm has dissolved, but the next hasn’t fully emerged. Most of the time, I’ve leaned on my intuition, following whispers of guidance and trusting the subtle nudges. But there have also been moments when I’ve felt swallowed by darkness, adrift in uncertainty, with no clear path forward.
Sound familiar?
When fear seemingly takes over, it creates the illusion of a barrier between you and your intuition. The connection is never lost, but the static of self-doubt and worry can drown out your inner knowing. This can feel disorienting, isolating, even unnatural.
Often, we react to this by freezing or...
Lately, I’ve been writing and teaching about the art of honoring endings, and the sacred release and the lightness they bring. As the final month of the year greets us, we naturally begin to set aside projects, goals, and to-do lists, clearing space for what’s next. This weekend brings a dark new moon, closing one cycle and offering a clean slate. New moons have a way of whispering freedom—freedom from the past, from roles we’ve outgrown, from plans that no longer resonate.
Let this be your invitation to pause and reflect....
For many, this year has been a test of endurance, resilience, and faith. You might feel more than ready to close the chapter, to rush into a fresh beginning. But instead of wishing these days away, I encourage you to slow down and reflect.
Even in difficulty, growth unfolds.
If the year has challenged you, it has also shaped your strength.
If the road felt unclear, you honed your inner...
I hope this week is treating you kindly! I’m in a celebratory mood as we bid farewell to Pluto in Capricorn—what a ride it has been!
If you’ve been feeling scattered or struggling to focus these past few years, know that you’re not alone. I’ve felt it too. As someone who is deeply multi-passionate, I often find myself immersed in one area, diving deep, then emerging ready to share, only to pivot toward something else that calls to me. While this enriches my practice as a healer and teacher, I’ve realized it can create confusion—both for myself and for others.
But here’s what I’ve learned: Focus is freedom.
Every modality I study, every practice I explore, gives me a foundation of knowledge and wisdom. But its the decision to focus that allows me to channel that energy into something meaningful and transformative.
We often resist focus, clinging to the idea that multitasking keeps us flexible. Yet focus isn’t...
Lately, I’ve been reflecting on the difference between being fed and being nourished.
Many of us live in environments that offer an endless supply of fast food (empty calories), constant entertainment (mindless scrolling), and an overwhelming stream of content—podcasts, blog posts, videos (empty words, hot air). We can eat, drink, scroll, consume anytime, day or night. It sounds like abundance. But it contains nothing.
And this is why we’re so hungry.
Recently, during meditation, I had a moment of clarity: I wasn’t physically hungry, but on so many other levels, I was starving.
When we feel deprived or limited—not by a lack of options, but because those options don’t nourish us—we end up over-consuming in the hopes that something, anything, will satisfy.
We choke down fake love, lies, empty promises, hoping they’ll feed our hearts. We tolerate abuse, judgment, criticism, hoping they’ll make us feel...
Hello Eternal Souls,
I hope you’re feeling the magic of this week—Samhain, Halloween, All Hallows' Eve, Day of the Dead. It’s one of my favorite times of the year, and I’m excited to be attending Edinburgh’s Samhain Fire Festival this evening!
This season always draws my focus to the past. But not my own past—the past of those who came before me. We are the products of lifetimes and generations, carrying an incredible blend of traits, knowledge, talents, memories, perceptions, and lived experiences. It can feel overwhelming to think of everything that has happened to allow us to be here, on this plane, in these forms. We walk as products of time, co-creation, biology, soul connection, and immeasurable earthly and divine influence.
When I feel pessimistic, doubtful, or cynical about my own life or circumstances, I allow my perspective to expand beyond this lifetime—and I remember there is a rhyme and reason to my existence. This brings me...
I recently flew from eastern USA back to Edinburgh, and am dealing with the inevitable jet lag that accompanies the long trip.
An in perfect keeping with the message of this blog, as I attempted to type out 'jet lag', my fingers chose 'Jen lag', and the phrasing could not be more correct!
As I type this out, my body is unclear about the date, day, or time. I'm not sure if I'm hungry, hangry, sleepy, asleep, or somewhere in the middle of all of this. I suspect that some strange middle point of everything, all sensations, all awarenesses, is where I really 'am'.
I often think of crossing time zones as traveling both through time, and somehow over it. The elevation of the plane takes us out of the normal schedule of the day, and sets us back down in two - my body still feels 5 hours behind, my mind struggling, exhausted, trying to move 5 hours ahead.
This liminal or double space feels uncomfortable, and part of me wants to race ahead a few days, to when my own inner clock will have...
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