Empowering Sensitive Children

Empowering Sensitive Children I am an Advanced Flower & Vibrational Essences Practitioner & retired Occupational Therapist. I live and work in Edinburgh, Scotland, UK. πŸŒΊπŸŒ»πŸŒ·πŸ’š

I worked for over 30 years with children with additional support needs and their families.

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08/01/2026

They say selenite was not born of the earth at all, but of moonlight that fell too heavily, pooling like milk in the cracks of ancient deserts. Where those pale beams touched the ground, the sand softened, shimmered, and slowly hardened into long, luminous bladesβ€”like moonbeams that had learned to hold a shape.

Travelers in the early world believed these glowing stones were gifts from Selene, the moon goddess who guided wanderers through the night. They told that she walked the sky in a silver chariot, her hair streaming into the darkness behind her. On evenings when the world felt particularly lost, she would reach down and touch the earth with one quiet fingertip.

Where her finger pressed:
a piece of selenite grew.

Because of this, the desert nomads called selenite β€œthe moon’s memory.” They said it held her calm, her patience, her ability to illuminate without ever burning. When they camped between dunes where the air trembled with heat by day and silence by night, they would place selenite near their sleeping mats, believing it kept wandering spirits gentle and dreams clear.

There is a tale that speaks of a girl who wandered too far from her caravan during a sandstorm. Disoriented, she walked for hours until she saw a faint, pale glow rising from the groundβ€”like moonlight caught in stone. A tall blade of selenite stood before her, smooth as glass, soft as frost. When she touched it, the wind eased. The sand settled. In the stillness that followed, she saw the distant torchlight of her people and found her way back.

Her story spread quickly, and selenite became known as a stone of guides and guardiansβ€”not because it changed fate, but because it softened fear. It lit the inner path when the outer path was too dark to see.

The mystics who came later said selenite was a stone that never truly slept.
They claimed it hummed with lunar rhythmβ€”
waxing, waning, cleansing, restoring.

They used it to sweep heavy energy from the body like someone brushing dust from a shoulder. They laid it across thresholds to keep the unwelcome out. And they placed it near the crown of the head during ritual, believing it opened a doorway to higher thought, higher calm, higher knowing.

But ask the stone itself, and it might say this:

β€œI am not here to dazzle you.
I am here to soften the edges.
I am here to bring stillness where your spirit has grown loud.”

Selenite is the moon in mineral formβ€”the quiet glow, the gentle pull, the hush that falls over the world when night is deep and the air is full of silver.

Hold it on a winter evening
and you may feel itβ€”
that slow, luminous peace.

The reminder that even the darkest night
was never meant to be without light.

~Kathleen

08/01/2026

School anxiety does not appear out of nowhere.

It’s often a response to something that feels too much β€” too noisy, too overwhelming, too pressured, too uncertain.

By recognising the issues underneath the anxiety β€” not just the behaviour on the surface β€” we can offer the right support early, before a young person begins to struggle with non-attendance.

Every feeling is a message. Let’s listen before it becomes a crisis.

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The sea hath its pearls,
the Heaven hath its stars.
But my heart, my heart
Has its love

- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
(1807-1882)

[Image: The Sea Hath its Pearls (1897) oil painting by English artist William Henry Margetson (1860–1940).]

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"Breaking Through"

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Time Spent ⏳

"There is no better time," said the Moon, "than time spent with those you love."

With love,
Stacey πŸ¦ŠπŸŒ™

✨Words and illustrations taken from my hardcover book β€˜Fox Under The Moon – Seasons of Comfort and Hope’

πŸ‚ Order this book and more via the link in my bio, stories or here: https://www.foxunderthemoonart.com

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06/01/2026

β€œThe Earth laughs in flowers.”

- Ralph Waldo Emerson
(1803-1882)

[Image: Cattleya orchid (Orchidea cattleya) and Three Hummingbirds (1871) painting by American artist Martin Johnson Heade (1819-1904).]

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Oh yes.

[Credit: Mental Health Chats]

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