Being a woman is a pendulum between loving and despising self. We are taught to do both. Over the course of my life I can think of times I’ve felt beautiful, felt smart, felt worthy, felt wonderful. Other times I’ve used my self-perception as a means to punish myself for existing.
Tarot scopes for 10/12
When the stars don’t let up with intense transits, we rise to the occasion and allow transformation to occur. This week lets switch it up with some interpretive oracle readings to get October going with gratitude and a receptive spirit.
A new month arrives this week, and on the 1st day of the 10th month of 2020 we have a Full Moon, round and expectant like a pumpkin. We welcome the golden amber of October skies and feel the waning weeks of the year approaching. This week, I’ve the cards for some good news or at the very least, some good advice.
Every morning I wake up at 4am. Do my thing with coffee, staring at my journal and cards until the caffeine kicks in. I slowly work my…… Read more “Gripping the Sides”
This week we make what feels like a summersault of intensity into the Autumn Equinox in the Northern Hemisphere. For our friends in the Southern Hemisphere we say to you: Happy Spring!The Equinox gives us equal day and equal night, equal dark and equal light. The Sun also enters LIBRA, a sign represented by balanced scales. I can’t help but hear a call to honor the life of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg, a pioneer in women’s rights and civil liberties.
Two Words: Mars Retrograde. The stars ask us to explore our relationship with defensiveness, anger and all the feels in between. This week, we kick off this tension filled timetable and asks the cards how each sun sign can best welcome in the challenge of this time. Find your tarot reading below.
You know how those online ads seem to chase you? Maybe one day you are scrolling your life away and you pause on a phone case ad…… Read more “So the Serpent Says”
This is Day Three
I prayed, journaled, added warmth, cooling gels, applied salves, balanced crystals, took drugs, joined support groups, I praised my uterus, I asked it for forgiveness, I went to acupuncture, I ignored it, talked about it, stretched, convinced myself I was crazy, went to physical therapy and resigned myself to a life of discomfort, wondered why and then decided, isn’t pain reason enough?