Soul Entry

01/10/2026

THE RED TENT — WITH SOUL ENTRY

The Red Tent is not a workshop.
It is not therapy.
It is not a place to fix yourself, process everything, or perform vulnerability.

It exists for something much rarer.

The Red Tent is a space for women to stand down.

To step out of productivity, emotional labor, explanation, and identity maintenance — and let the body rest in belonging without demand. In that grows a deep connection.

Most women are carrying more than they realize.
Not just tasks, but roles.
Not just stress, but responsibility.
Not just weight in the body, but weight in the nervous system.

The Red Tent exists because there are seasons in life when nothing needs to be solved — only set down.

In this space:
• You are not asked to share more than feels true
• You are not analyzed, coached, or interpreted
• You are not expected to heal, change, or “work on yourself”
• Silence is welcome
• Rest is not earned — it is given
• Trust is earned
• Integrity is valued

This is not a place for emotional dumping or cross-talk.
It is not group therapy. It is not a space for advice, fixing, or spiritual bypassing. It is not about transformation. So if that is what you are looking for, this may not be for you.

It is a contained, cyclical, ceremonial space aligned with the rhythms of the moon and the seasons — where women can experience safe place to just land, not reassurance. Many women don’t realize how much they are holding until they enter a space where they don’t have to.

The Red Tent supports:
• nervous system settling
• embodied presence
• grief without urgency
• belonging without self-abandonment
• rest without guilt
• softness without collapse

The Red Tent is for women who are tired of being “on.”
For women who have carried families, communities, expectations, and identities. For women who don’t feel they belong in loud spaces or performative healing rooms. For women who know that rest is not laziness — it is wisdom.

If your body softened while reading this, that is your invitation.

I hold this space not as a healer, teacher, or guide — but as a keeper. I am not going to heal you. I am not an intuitive that is going to give you the answers to your problems.

The Red Tent is not a promise.
It is a pause.
And sometimes, that is exactly what changes everything.

We gather once a month, typically around the Moon cycle.
Watch for the upcoming Red Tent events.

Much love...

01/09/2026

THE EMPEROR — Power That Holds, Not Dominates

The Emperor is one of the most misunderstood cards in the Tarot I think. Too often he’s reduced to “authority,” “control,” or “the patriarchy.” That’s shallow. The Emperor isn’t about domination — he’s about containment. He is the force that creates structure so life can actually thrive.

This card asks a blunt question:
Where does your life need spine?... if that doesn't call you out on your own sh*t...lol

The Emperor represents sovereignty — not over others, but over self. He is the part of us that can set boundaries without apology, make decisions without collapsing into guilt, and take responsibility without martyring. His throne is stone for a reason: this is authority earned through endurance, not ego.

Notice the symbolism. The rams carved into his throne connect him to Aries — raw life force, initiation, courage. But unlike the Fool’s reckless leap, the Emperor channels that fire into form. He builds systems. He protects territory. He understands consequence. He is the damn King.

In shadow, The Emperor becomes rigid, tyrannical, emotionally unavailable. This is power that has lost its heart. Rules without wisdom. Control born from fear.

In its highest expression, The Emperor is the good father archetype. The one who says... “I’ve got this. You’re safe. The walls will hold.”

For women, this card often brings up distorted relationships with masculine energy — external authority, internal discipline, or the fear of becoming “too much.” The Emperor asks for integration, not rejection. You don’t soften power by abandoning it. You soften it by embodying it consciously.

The Emperor does not ask if you feel ready.
He asks if you are willing to stand where you belong.

Til next time my card loving friends.
Much love...

01/02/2026

As we walk through Winter, I’m sending a steady, wholehearted wish outward—to you, and to everyone walking their own path.

May abundance meet you in ways that actually nourish you.
May happiness come quietly, consistently, and honestly.
May what no longer fits fall away without struggle.
May what’s meant for you recognize you with ease.

This journey isn’t about forcing growth, fixing, or proving anything.
It’s about alignment. Truth. Right timing.

May you feel supported, resourced, and deeply alive in the seasons ahead.

12/28/2025

Exactly.

12/21/2025

Twenty-one years ago, on Yule—the longest night of the year—I gave birth to my son.

To bring life into the world at the moment when the Earth herself is rebirthing the light is something I still struggle to put into words. Yule is a threshold. A liminal space between darkness and return, endings and beginnings. And that night, in the deepest quiet of the year, my body opened and said yes to life.

During this season, the Mama Bear gives birth while the world sleeps. Curled inward in the dark of her den, she brings forth life in stillness and trust—no witnesses, no noise, just instinct, protection, and love. I understand her in my bones.

That is how my son came into this world. In the quiet heart of winter. In the sacred dark. Held by a mother who knew that strength does not always roar—sometimes it shelters, nourishes, and waits.

My son has carried that medicine with him ever since.

He has looked adversity in the face and yelled back at it. He has walked through hard seasons without losing his softness. He is strong without cruelty, brave without ego, and steady in his loyalty. He loves deeply, shows up fully, and moves through the world with a kindness that cannot be taught—only lived.

I am fiercely, and endlessly proud of the man he has grown into. To witness your child grow into someone who chooses compassion, who protects what he loves, and who stands his ground with integrity is one of the greatest honors of this life.

So every Yule, when the candles are lit and the Sun is reborn, I celebrate twice. I honor the return of the light in the sky—and the life I brought forth in the dark, just like the bear in her den.

Happy Birthday my son.

Much love...

12/21/2025

Come down to Dunvegan today until 5pm

12/21/2025

🦌🌲 The Stag and the Crone at Yule 🌲🦌

At Yule, the longest night of the year, the world stands still. The Earth holds her breath. Darkness reaches its deepest point—and within that sacred dark, an ancient story is told.

This is the time of the Stag.

In many Pagan traditions, the Stag is the embodiment of the dying Sun—the Horned One, the Lord of the Forest, the life force of the land itself. At Yule, the Stag does not flee from death. He offers himself. His fall is not a tragedy, but a sacred sacrifice that allows the light to be reborn. Through his death, the Sun Child is born. Through his blood, the Wheel turns.

The Stag teaches us that true power lies not in domination, but in surrender to the cycle. What must end does so willingly, making space for what is yet to come.

And walking beside him is the Crone.

At this time of year, the Crone—wise, weathered, and sovereign—takes her final walk through death. She is the keeper of endings, the one who knows the way through darkness because she has walked it before. She does not fear the threshold. She guides others across it.

The Crone is the land in winter. She is the bones beneath the soil, the frozen roots, the deep knowing that life is never lost—only transformed. At Yule, she releases what she has been carrying all year. She lays down the old Sun, blesses him in death, and steps fully into the void so that rebirth may occur.

This is not a story of despair.

It is a story of trust.

The Stag trusts the cycle enough to die.
The Crone trusts the darkness enough to enter it.
And because of them, the light returns.

At Yule, we are invited to do the same. To honor what is ending without clinging. To walk willingly into the dark places within ourselves. To trust that wisdom, clarity, and new beginnings are already forming, even if we cannot yet see them.

So light your candles. Honor the fallen Stag. Sit with the Crone. Thank them for the lessons of the year now complete.

Blessed Yule ✨ Much Love...

12/20/2025

🌲🔥 Yule Is Upon Us, and what I call winter Solstice

As Yule approaches, we step into one of the most ancient and beloved Pagan Sabbats—a holy time rooted in the turning of the Wheel of the Year. Yule marks the Winter Solstice, the longest night, when darkness reaches its fullest expression… and from that still point, the light is reborn.

Yule reminds us that even in the coldest, quietest season, life continues. The Sun is born again, fragile yet powerful, and from this moment forward the days slowly grow longer. This is the promise of Yule: that hope does not vanish in darkness—it waits.

For Pagans, Yule is a time of deep reverence for nature’s cycles. We honor the Sacred Dark, not as something to escape, but as something to respect. Darkness is where the spark of creation originates from.

Traditionally, Yule is celebrated with:
🌲 Evergreens, reminding us of life that endures
🔥 Fires and candles, honoring the reborn Sun
🪵 The Yule log, carrying intentions and blessings
🍎 Feasting, warmth, and shared stories
🕯️ Ancestor remembrance and honoring the Old Ways

This is a Sabbat of community and kinship. To gather with fellow Pagans at Yule is to remember who we are and where we come from. We circle together not just to celebrate the return of light, but to hold one another through the dark—sharing warmth, magic, laughter, grief, and gratitude. Yule is not meant to be walked alone.

It is also a powerful time for reflection. As the year draws to a close, Yule invites us to release what has completed its cycle. To lay down burdens. To bless the lessons we’ve learned. And to quietly, gently set intentions for what we will nurture as the light grows stronger.

Yule teaches us patience. The Sun does not leap back into the sky—it returns slowly. And so do we. There is no rush here. Only trust in the turning of the Wheel.

As we celebrate Yule together, may we honor the ancestors who kept these traditions alive, the Earth who holds us through winter, and the sacred fire that burns within each of us. May our homes be filled with warmth, our hearts with remembrance, and our spirits with the quiet joy of knowing that the light always returns.

Blessed Yule to my fellow Pagans. May the reborn Sun light your path and may the dark hold you gently until then.

Much love...

12/19/2025

🌑 Winter Solstice is Approaching - A sacred pause at the turning of the year 🌑

As we move closer to the Winter Solstice, we approach the longest night and the shortest day of the year—a powerful threshold in the natural world and within ourselves. This is not a time of emptiness or loss of light, but a holy stillness. A moment where the Earth exhales… and invites us to do the same.

Winter Solstice marks the rebirth of the Sun. From this point forward, the days slowly begin to lengthen again. Light returns—not all at once, but gently, patiently, reminding us that even in the deepest darkness, renewal is already underway.

Across cultures and traditions, the Solstice has been honored as a time of:
✨ Death and rebirth
✨ Rest and reflection
✨ Sacred darkness and deep wisdom

Nature has pulled her energy inward. Trees rest. Seeds sleep beneath the soil. The land grows quiet—not because nothing is happening, but because something essential is forming beneath the surface. We, too, are meant to turn inward now. This season asks us to slow down, to release what no longer belongs to us, and to listen closely to the quiet voice within.

The Winter Solstice teaches us that darkness is not something to fear. Darkness is the womb. It is where clarity is born, where intentions take root, and where truth becomes visible without distraction. This is a powerful time for journaling, candle rituals, gentle divination, honoring ancestors, and setting intentions for the light that is returning.

Rather than pushing forward, the Solstice invites us to be. To rest without guilt. To honor our cycles. To sit with what is real. To trust that even if we cannot yet see the path ahead, the light is already on its way.

As the wheel of the year turns, may you allow yourself to soften into this sacred pause. May you honor what is ending, bless what is being born, and remember that your own inner light—no matter how small it may feel—has never gone out.

🕯️ The light will eventually return.
🌲 The Earth remembers.
✨ And so do we.

12/17/2025

12/16/2025

🌿✨ The Empress — The Archetype of Nurturing, Abundance, and Creation ✨🌿

The Empress sits as a radiant symbol of fertility, abundance, and the sacred power of creation. She embodies the energy of life itself: nurturing, compassionate, and deeply connected to the natural world. When she appears in a reading, she invites you to step into a space of growth, creativity, and emotional richness.

Core Meaning

At her essence, The Empress represents:
* Nurturing and care — of yourself, others, and your projects
* Fertility and creativity — not only in the literal sense but in ideas, art, and personal growth
* Abundance and manifestation — a reminder that what you nurture will grow
* Connection to nature — the cycles of life, the wisdom of the earth, and natural rhythms
* She is the embodiment of divine feminine energy, inviting us to embrace softness without weakness, receptivity without passivity, and abundance without guilt.

When The Empress shows up, she asks, are you allowing yourself to receive as much as you give? Are you nurturing your ideas, passions, and personal growth? How can you connect more deeply with nature and the cycles of life around you? What abundance in your life is waiting to be acknowledged and celebrated?

This is such a powerful card...especially for us women!! She encourages you to trust in your ability to create and sustain life, in all its forms, and to honor the beauty of natural growth — slow, steady, and intentional. The Empress reminds us that creation is sacred, nurturing is powerful, and abundance is a natural state when we align with the flow of life. She asks you to embody care, cultivate your dreams, and trust in the fertile power of your own being. 🌿

When this card shows up for you, how do you react to it? How does she make you feel? I would love to hear and for you to share...

Much love...

12/15/2025

This Sunday, I will be at Dunvegan Greenhouse for a little Christmas Market!

Its from 11am-5pm and full of local artisans!

I will have all my witchery products there and be there with my foraging friend, Stephanie Paige. She will have all of her soaps and products too.

Come find me for your last minute Christmas shopping!

Much love...