Ancient Healing Art's ∆

01/03/2026

Support ladies

01/03/2026

Might as well enjoy it🤣👏☀️

01/03/2026

Love like a cat 🧡

26/02/2026

26/02/2026

Old places, exist simultaneously..isn't that magic ☀️🙏💫✨

Excalibur, Tuatha Danaan, Hill of Tara.
This is the most sacred stone in Ireland, it is the Lia Fáil (Stone of Destiny - yes the one in Scotland is a fake). It has stood for several thousand years on the Hill of Tara that like Avebury is surrounded by an earhern rampart with the ditch on the inside and other ramparts, passage tomb, etc. Legend (The Book of Invasions) says that it was brought to Ireland by the Tuatha Dé Dannan (People of the Goddess Dana) along with three other sacred objects, Cliamh Solus (Sword of Light - think Excalibur?), Cauldron of Plenty and the Spear of Victory. The Lia Fáil will call out the name of the true High King of Ireland when he touched it. Tara commands a great view over the Central Plain of Ireland and it is free to visit. There are extensive earthworks around it including a Curcus and a small passage tomb with carved artwork on the highest part of the site, called the Mound of the Hostages circa 3,200BCE. The mound is visible in one of the photographs. The great end of year feast Samhain (Halloween) was celebrated here when all the petty kings would gather with the High King to mark the end of one year and th estart of another. Well worth a visit if you are ever over here. 📖 Gerry Grimly.

26/02/2026

Long before she was turned into a warning tale, Mélusine was something far more powerful a woman of water, sovereignty, and sacred boundaries.

In medieval European folklore, she was said to be half woman, half serpent or dragon from the waist down. She married a mortal man under one condition: he must never look upon her while she bathed. Once a week, she retreated into privacy into the waters where her true form returned.

And for years, he kept his word.

Until doubt crept in.
Until suspicion whispered.
Until he chose curiosity over trust.

He watched her in secret.

He saw the serpent tail.

And instead of seeing magic, he saw monstrosity.

When he broke his promise and exposed her, she did not beg. She did not shrink. She did not try to prove her worth.

She left.

This is not a story about deception.
It is a story about violated boundaries.

Mélusine teaches something we feel deeply:

Not every part of you is public access.
Not every layer of you is for consumption.
Not every transformation needs explanation.

There are chambers within the feminine that are ancient, serpentine, instinctual and they are not meant for those who demand ownership instead of offering reverence.

The serpent in her form is not evil. It is wisdom. It is cyclical renewal. It is the skin that sheds when trust is broken.

And when she flies away in dragon form, wailing over the castle she helped build, it is not weakness.

It is the sound of a woman who will not stay where her sacredness was betrayed.

Mélusine is the archetype of:

• Privacy as power
• Mystery as sovereignty
• Love that requires respect
• The right to leave when trust is shattered

In a world that demands full access to women their bodies, their emotions, their softness Mélusine reminds us:

You can be loving.
You can build kingdoms.
You can birth legacy.

And you can still say
“There are parts of me you do not get to see.”

26/02/2026

In partnership with Goomburrup Aboriginal Corporation our Stolen Generation Redress team will be visiting Bunbury 🚘

26/02/2026

Come on little Piglet 💖🙏💙

26/02/2026

Circe is rarely portrayed as soft.

In Homer’s Odyssey, she lives alone on the island of Aeaea. A sorceress. Daughter of Helios, the sun god. Exiled from Olympus. Self-contained. Self-sufficient.

When Odysseus’ men arrive, she does not greet them with submission.

She feeds them.

She transforms them into swine.

For centuries, she has been framed as a temptress. A manipulator. A dangerous woman who uses enchantment to control men.

But look closer.

She does not hunt them. They arrive uninvited. They consume what she offers without question. They underestimate her.

Her magic does not create monsters.

It reveals them.

Circe represents the feminine archetype that refuses vulnerability without discernment. She lives alone not because she is unwanted but because she does not need attachment to survive. Her power is learned, practiced, honed.

When Odysseus resists her spell (with the help of Hermes), she does not destroy him. She respects him. She becomes his ally. She offers guidance for the journey ahead.

She does not hate men.

She tests them.

There is something deeply unsettling about a woman who can survive without needing to be chosen. Who can seduce, but also strategize. Who can isolate, but also instruct.

Circe embodies autonomy without apology. Knowledge without permission. Transformation without explanation.

She is not chaos.

She is sovereignty in exile.

And perhaps that is why she has always frightened the heroic narrative.

Because a woman who does not need saving cannot be conquered.

She can only be met as an equal.

19/02/2026

19/02/2026

Time to expand those belief systems