Story-telling, Poetry & Creative Projects
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The River Goddess
I recently played a 3-card ‘pick a card’ game with my audience on Facebook, and then revealed the cards during my weekly Spirit Medicine Self-care Masterclass. So far I’ve revealed the Spirit Guide card with my facebook audience, with some beautiful quotes from my self-care students… …and I thought before I reveal the next card,…
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The Lock Wizard
One of my favourite spirit guides at the moment is one I borrowed from my husband (the lockwizard himself). This is a character going into the Spirit Guide Oracle card and book set. Working with guides is soooo much fun! And it might surprise some of you to hear that you don’t even have to…
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Abundance or poverty
If you are lacking something…. It’s usually because whatever you value, isn’t being valued in some way…. What is your currency? Where is your poverty wound? Is it money, love, time, success, health, friendship, connection, recognition/admiration…. …. you don’t have enough of? (Or something else entirely?) What do you really value? Sometimes your sense of…
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The Two Wolves
Once upon a time, or so the Cherokee legend goes, a young Indian boy received a beautiful drum as a gift. When his best friend saw it, he asked if he could play with it, but the boy felt torn. He didn’t want to share his new present, so he angrily told his friend, “No!”…
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StarFire
Silver threads stretch beneath Dewdrops basking in moonlight dancing Rainbow-sprites laughing… Here in my heart Silkwoven paths spanning chasms lighting patterns Here…. in a void of stars Pearl droplets spun of loves sweet milk In flowing steams that ripple still A river of stars course through my heart And burst free to soar in cascading sparks Sweet I…
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New year reflections
I’t s my first week back at work for the new year and I’m loving it. Here are some highlights for me: *Seeing the very tangible physical change on a client’s face. She has had subtle shifts in perspective over the past four months or so, and it’s showing on her face. She looks so…
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Wings around my sister
Karlee handed the bottle of pills over to the program coordinator and sat down. Someone had ratted her out. She looked around the room at the other girls suspiciously, hiding the hardness in her eyes behind a thick fringe of hair and a demure smile. They were talking crap again. About how this one had said…
