Into the Labyrinth


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And so I decided to dive in and shuffle up one of my new decks and get to the heart of this deck purchase overwhelm feeling and crack it open and see what I find.

I chose the Shadowscapes, and one of the 3 card spreads from the book.

  • Card one: The situation
  • Card two: The problem
  • Card three: The solution


The Eight of wands speaks about the beginning of a long journey towards a goal, and that a great undertaking is at hand, and it speeds toward reward with hope and momentum..

And the myriad of seeds blown into the wind like the wishes we made as a child.

And yes it feels as though the seeds I sent out are all now coming back to me in the form of a stack of magic delicious decks (including this one).

The Ace of Wands speaks about the possibility of creativity, excitement, adventure; a challenge to step forward with courage and confidence. Inspiration blooms from the illumination that this card brings. Fires that are lit can be unpredictable and difficult to control. Seize this wild opportunity, and glory in the blaze. And yes this has definitely been the problem, an excess of inspiration and illumination!!! So trying to manage this energy left me feeling numb.

The Fool of course speaks of new beginnings, starting at the beginning of the labyrinth again, ready to walk a new journey, a deeper journey. She stands on the edge of a very sheer precipice, with only the ribbons and the doves bearing her up if she chooses to leap. I definitely choose to leap!!

And I find it so interesting that these cards remind me of the journey I began into tarot..which began 22 years ago this February. 22 years!!! I thought oh my 22 years, 22 cards in the Major Arcana, how beautifully synchronistic is that.

And so I decided to draw three more cards..this time from The Wild Unknown asking the questions.

  • Card two: Who I was 22 years ago
  • Card two: Who am I now
  • Card three: Who will I become 22 years from now


How beautiful, as I looked at these sets of cards. The Mother of Pentacles, yes indeed I was a new mother 22 years ago, I had two beautiful children at that stage, and my third little pixie joined us 2 years later. I struggled with motherhood, and I desperately clung to the Tarot and studying it voraciously as often as time allowed, because it was my saviour, my safe place to fall.

The Ten of pentacles is all about fulfillment and abundance, and that is very true for where I am currently. I am happily remarried to the most wonderful man on earth, my children are all grown and living independent beautiful lives of their own, and I am free to delve into and explore the Tarot on a whole new level.

And 22 years from now, I will be 69, the Hierophant is me come full circle journeyed into cronedom with wisdom and living my soul purpose, bringing through the sacred ancestral energy and wisdom that flows in my veins. I love this card the Hierophant is my birth card in Tarot.

So as you can see, the tarot is a magical tool for transformation, it has the ability to shine light into aspects we don’t have clarity on and bring it into the light so we can move forward with confidence and joy.

If you want to watch a video walk through of these readings you can visit here

*heads off to shuffle the cards*

Tarot purchase overwhelm!



I have been reading Tarot for over 20 years, and it never ceases to amaze me how these images and symbols on card can trigger such incredibly healing moments of clarity, they stir up memories, the images are like a scent of a beautiful essential oil you smelled years ago in your Grandmas bedroom tucked in her hanky box, or like the melody of a haunting song that reaches in to tug at your heart strings. These cards are that powerful.

Over the 20 years I’ve been reading, I have bought the occasional deck to add to my very humble little collection, but 2016 was the year I went nuts! I started to watch the odd You Tube clip here and there where you have the luxury of watching people do amazing walk through of decks I was keen on, but not willing to commit to because images of the cards were scarce (or so I thought)

So 2016 I purchased 15 new tarot decks, now most of these trickled in through the year and didn’t cause a problem, (problem I hear you say) yes a problem. Because having each deck come in I was able to spend some quiet time with each deck and use it for a short while before the next deck showed up.

But November started getting stressful, as first the Green Witch tarot and Dreams of Gaia and Hidden Realms all arrived on the same day. Holy Smoke where to start with all this deliciousness? I held the Tarot of the Hidden Realm in my hands and was transported to another place, and to be honest I don’t think I have returned yet, because November was a bit foggy, and I hadn’t even played with Dreams of Gaia or the Green Witch Tarot.

Take a deep breath…here we go again first two weeks of December my mailman whistles by my gate and tucks a magical little package into my mailbox, The Wild Wood Tarot, Legacy of the Divine Tarot, at this point I feel like I need a stiff drink, I gaze through each deck (drunk on the smell and colour of fresh cards, and realise a drink is completely unnecessary.)

So no chance to really sit with these decks intimately and get to know one another, because yes..there he was again, my mailman, this time with THE BIG GUNS!!!

Mary El Tarot, Shadowscapes Tarot, and The Wild Unknown Tarot. At this point I broke out in hives and cried like a baby, tarot deck overwhelm is fucking real my lovelies!!!

Installment to follow of  how I managed to proceed into this magic abyss, and stay breathing



Spiritual Warrior


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I felt him with me this morning, my spirit guide, my ancestral father who loves me and holds me so close always and forever, and he gently reminds me to stay connected. Still the mind from its chaos go to center, to stillness where you can feel only the beauty of all that is.

Even whilst among the chaos you can do this, he reminds me.

The chaos is the pathway in.

Bless this chaotic mind and allow it to carve a space, the path to your heart and stillness.

Do not rush this process, savor it, like the sacred treasure it is! It is like a gift being unwrapped, each unfolding of paper taking you deeper into feeling and further from the mind, be present with this unfolding.

Blessings, he said, blessings





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We are transformed in every moment. although this transformation is often hidden to the naked eye.

But think of birth, and the many transitions that are taken with every contraction, there is movement and change with every breath.

And at the moment of birth, baby dramatically changes colour from pale blue to pink within seconds, and minute by minute baby transforms into a more fleshed out version of itself.

Transformation..we are all doing it all the time, the tragedy is we don’t see it, and we don’t take hold of the magick and possibilities, so we never really tap into our fullest potential, our highest vision.

Word of the day TrAnSfOrMaTiOn




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Look to what blocks your light of self love. 9 times out of 10 when I look it is a voice of harsh critical self judgement. And often times it is a voice from my past, no longer relevant to who I am today in this moment. But its venom spits freely and its toxins leach my light.
Today focus on your loving voice, your soul voice, your true voice, feel the healing and freedom this true voice offers to you. Be in love with your gorgeous kick ass self, you are fucking amazing, I am fucking amazing, collectively our fucking amazingness can silence the critical voice of judgement.




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Today’s word prompt underground

In order to find your hidden treasure you must dig underground, dig up the bones of your ancestors, dig up the pain, dig up the forgotten memories, the laughter, the joy, the sadness, the truth.

Dig it up and rebuild a new story that helps to redefine who you are with nothing left hidden, but all exposed to the light, and look, really look at who you are now, and honour the wisdom of the spiritual ancestors that can now begin to breathe in you again.





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There was a small girl child born in the village. Her name was Galina.
At birth she was given the gift of a teddy bear.
The teddy bear became her best and only friend. He protected her always. Galina was a quiet shy child, she did not enjoy the company of other children, they were too harsh and noisy and disrupted her spirit so. Even to the point of becoming so painful she would scream and scream clutching her little teddy bear, who would calm her down into a rocking swaying moaning mess.
Her screams caused the other children to run in fear of her. They labeled her as evil and all the children began to fear her.
As Galina grew into a young woman, with her tatty teddy bear she became lonely and sad, but her teddy bear continued to be loyal to her, protect her from other humans who tried to get too close.
Galina’s mother started to fret over daughter, and she felt she needed to help Galina break free of the spell of protection she was under.
The teddy bear needed to be released, but Galina refused to be parted from it.
Her mother felt she needed to consult with the local witch woman, the witch Yushkova cast stones to reveal the spell Galina was under.
She explained that Galina’s teddybear was such a protective energy over Galina, that she was being smothered by the energy of the bear, in fact it had eaten her spirit right up, and she was now housed within the bear itself.
To free Galina, a man of pure heart for Galina (who would love her and allow her spirit to breathe freely where she would have the space to grow into her full wisdom) would be the only one able to free her soul from the teddybear.
He would have to unstitch the bears threads one by one under a dark moon, he would have to swallow the bears black eyes and he would have to burn the fabric of the bear in a cauldron of transformation.
There was such a man. Vershinin, as he was known, had known Galina all her life, they had gone through school together and he had always loved her, but feared her.
Galina’s mother knew of Vershinin’s feelings for her daughter, and she approached him and asked if he would do this great task.
Of course he was called to do so, his racing heart informed him immediately.
And so two weeks later under the dark moon he unstitched the teddybears threads, he swallowed the teddybears little black eyes, and he burned the teddybears fabric body in the cauldron of transformation. Then he fell into a very deep sleep for three long years!
On the last eve of the third year under a dark moon the whole village fell into dark shadow, such a deep enchanted sleep, a collective dream was had by all. A man, A woman being reunited, and on the rising sun when the village awoke from this enchanted sleep, the place was abuzz with the energy of the dream.
There was excitement in the air.
Vershinin rode into town on a big black stallion, and in his arms was Galina wearing the most spectacular gown of white.
The village rejoiced, and Vershinin and Galina lived happily ever after.
A little story I wrote this morning, it has been with me the last couple of days, so decided it was time to write it down)

The Alchemist


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The true essence of Alchemy is to understand the relationship that all things have with each other, which is to have true wisdom.-Benjamin Bagenski

I have always seen myself as an alchemist.

People have always said that I make them instantly feel at ease and safe around me, they feel driven to share the contents of their heart, and I listen with gentleness and acceptance and give them encouragement on their journey, and reassure them that all of life has a beauty and an unseen purpose of which we are a part, and of which we can become more active participants in the unfolding of the magic, and to know that we even create the magic.

Our history is what we marinate in. I think most people are detached from this truth, but it really is truth, and what we marinate in becomes who we are. Our history is what creates the energy in our body, so I have the ability to gently shine a light lovingly on what peoples histories are and how it consistently shows up in their lives.

They are often stunned with how quickly they see and feel the truth of what I say, and that is when the alchemical process truly begins.

It is such an honor to witness that spark of understanding.

I am grateful to be gifted with the skills of an alchemist, I have been an alchemist for many lifetimes, and I love it.

Holding Sacred Space

You know the best thing you can do for a friend or loved one when they are going through rough times is simply hold sacred space for them and love them and tell them you love them, and be a witness to their experience without trying to fix them, or make their pain about you being inadequate as a friend.
To have someone to sit with me whilst I feel and express all of my feelings, without them trying to solve my problems is such a gift, such a treasure. Because feelings are not a problem they are transient things, but when left unexpressed can create problems.
Someone holding sacred space for me allows me to stay present with the experience of the feelings, and this is the gift. It means I don’t have to worry about their feelings of looking after or fixing me, because no one can fix me, only I can fix me, but having someone love me while I feel all my feels is the healing glue that can create magical integrations within me.
And for the friends and loved ones I have had in my life that hold sacred space for me, I Love you, and I am very grateful!