
12/09/2025
In this article I share my personal experience of the intense energy at the lunar eclipse on September 7th 2025. Finding my voice through fear and storytelling - courage, vulnerability, and the breaking of old patterns to step into authentic power. For the full article, including the podcast version, follow the link in the comments below x
FINDING MY VOICE: Moving through fear at the lunar eclipse
Life wasted no time in putting what I'd written on my business page to the test. On the day of the lunar eclipse, I faced my greatest fear: standing before a room of people, not hidden behind a character, but simply as myself, sharing a story I had written.
Since childhood, I’ve loved acting. On stage, I could be seen and heard; but always as someone else. Every word belonged to the playwright. Every gesture was rehearsed. I knew exactly what to say, when to say it, and how it would land. It felt safe. I never had to reveal me.
For years I toyed with the idea of storytelling. I’ve always been drawn to its intimacy; the way it invites an audience into shared imagination, a quality we desperately need in these times. But unlike acting, storytelling would mean standing there bare, unmasked, with nothing but my own voice and truth. That felt terrifying.
Like many who work in the spiritual world, I carry soul memories of lifetimes where speaking truth in public didn’t end well. Vulnerability felt dangerous. So when a friend invited me in June to be the storyteller at her September weekend event —on the very weekend of the lunar eclipse — I shocked myself by saying yes before my brain had time to intervene.
And then the story itself arrived. The following weekend, words poured through me as if they’d been waiting. The tale was rooted in the very place where the event would be held: an ancient sacred site and church in Pembrokeshire. The Church in Wales planned to sell it, but my friend’s community group were taking on the lease, envisioning a vibrant hub for history, art, music, and story. Somehow the land itself seemed to whisper the tale, and I simply wrote it down.
Then the reality sank in. What had I done? My stomach knotted with fear. Normally I power through challenges alone, but this time I knew I needed to break that old pattern too and ask for support. And as so often happens, the universe provided abundantly.