As protective habits and behaviours gradually form around our vulnerabilities, they restrict not only experiences of perceived brokenness, but expressions of our wild wholeness as well…

Homemade eco-printed oracle cards, time to pull one in the aftermath of a pained and tearful morning…

Yet another invitation to bare my Aphrodite wound to the world, knowing myself far from alone in this… Such unfathomable alchemy, always… how can my most vulnerable aspect of self become a place of strength and encouragement, not just for myself but for others as well?? Yet I know this is how this wound shit works!

My soul is relentlessly bent on healing and remembering my/our wholeness, and sharing that with all and sundry… The spiritual mechanisms of being human…