Solfire Holistics

16/11/2025

A soft arrival into the day. A cup of tea. Spirit candle on the altar. Words of wisdom to be curious with.

And this meandering slightly sleepy Sunday reflection too, which may or may not make sense. But there's something about the softness of Sundays that I like, that inspires me to start sharing again.

A good night's rest has reminded me that when there's tough stuff, it's the good stuff that's needed to help too. (I'm sure there's a clearer way of putting that but it's half past eight on a Sunday morning and now is not the time to push clarity.)

This is the integration of walking across the fires, of being brave enough to remember who I am, and to arrive back into my heart.

Yesterday, after sharing where I'm at, a friend said to me "Sounds like you're cooked!" and I laughed so hard because it was so true. I need to rest like a well-baked cake to develop my flavour. 🤣

Since walking the fires, I feel like I'm receiving the mother of all power retrievals, initiations, sheddings and becomings. This is good. This is tough. This is Life. I am grateful.

I'm so grateful for the fire that continues to walk with me when my feet aren't touching the coals.

I like to remind myself in these times that I have no idea what I'm doing. Not to diminish myself, but to release my grasp and fully allow what's moving to do it's work. It's all happening for me. The tough stuff. The good stuff.

Amd then there's these three questions that I'm walking with:

What is gentle?
What is good?
What is true?

Remind me. Remind me every step of the way.

So yes, this may or may not make sense. Honestly, I don't think it's meant to. Clarity will resume, I'm know. 😉 Heart, thankfully, is still fully present.

09/11/2025

Someone said to me while I was at the Firewalk Gathering, "You're not afraid to smile". And I realised I'm not (even though I sometimes cover up my slightly crooked clarinetist's teeth 😆) I took this just after the gathering's end to remind me what reignites and is restored in me when we walk on fire, when we land into our hearts and are blessed to share such sweet soul company, when we get out into the elements and lands that we are lucky enough to walk with. There'll be times when I no doubt will forget what my heart's smile feels like, or what it feels like to come home to her, and this is my reminder. And because I'm curious, what makes your heart smile? Maybe together we can light up the cosmos a lil more ✨️💜

09/11/2025

I love that even as the trees shed their leaves, new buds are forming.

20/05/2025

11/04/2025

30/03/2025

Hey lovely folk,
Here we are on this Sunday afternoon. It still feels like morning but the clocks went forward in this part of the world and I'm grounding into that time shift. The sun is pouring through the window. I can hear the wind moving and grooving around the corners of the loft, carrying to me the elder tree's voice.
It's been a hot minute since I've posted anything in this little corner of the cosmos and my heart, after a long period of quiet, felt pulled to reach out to yours in connection.
How is your heart today?
Here's an invitation to take a gentle breath and feel into the centre of your chest. Into the space there. What do you notice? What sensations do you feel? Lovingly allow the answer to be.
There's a beautiful poem by John Roedel in which he talks of the littlest of angels creeping under your bedroom door while you sleep and painting your heart with a fresh coat of angel paint, the colour of which can change day to day and which is never meant to dry. "We're all a kaleidoscope of creation and empathy," he writes. As we move through the world, connecting and reconnecting, we get the hue of our heart's angel paint over each other, so that by the time we go to bed, our hearts are covered in the daubs and swirls of each other's shared colours. Because our hearts aren't meant to be locked away; they're meant to be shared with the world.
That warms my heart today, which is the hues of a garden drenched with sunshine and rain. I wouldn't say that I've locked my heart away these past months whilst I've been silent here, but I have chosen to pause offerings and be in solitude with my heart as lots of areas of life have, like the wind, been moving and grooving.
I feel there'll be a time when my heart will be sharing its creations and offerings again with the world though I don't know when that will be, or what that will look like. But no doubt it will be a truer shade of angel paint, and my heart and your heart will smudge each other with colours and create a glorious, beautiful perfect mess together.
In the meantime maybe I'll just leave little love notes here, a little swirl of heart's paint to smudge with yours.

☀️🔥💖

04/01/2025

"Do not think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous."

Rumi

15/11/2024

When there's big things moving, it's the small things that hold us. Sharing what's brought a smile to my heart, perspective to my mind, peace to my soul and a warm hand to hold mine. Steps on the journey of this path of the heart 👣❤👣

Gratitude to:
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- the arrow broken for new beginnings (planted on the new moon)
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- .logan
- this full moon over the river
- Low Hauxley beach, Northumberland
- endless possibilities
- What there's not a picture of is friendship, loving connections that contain the whole array of it all.

Go gently dear souls,
Turn your hearts upward,
Give yourselves what you need,
And never forget the magic.
You. Are. Held.

With ☀️ 🔥 💖,
Debra

10/11/2024

Feeling this circling around again: the seed that contains the blueprint of all it will be, but has yet to grow into - the slow gentle rebirth and emerging after an intentional journey of shedding, reclamation and growth. Knowing that the cycle weaves all these things simultaneously, I also feel the excitement of new beginnings that are yet to be cognised.

I've been quiet around here, energy turning inwards, as I move through a deep personal process of reclamaiming areas and aspects of my life that I'd shut down, deepening into archetypal teachings, wisdom and processes. When we do the deep soul work it ripples out, and I feel it moving through and reshaping the soul offerings here at Solfire Holistics, through my heart's biggest creative endeavour of writing the novels, through my notions of home and sanctuary, through all my relationships, through my life! The roots of all of these are riotous. I'm regrouping, gathering what I've learnt. Letting myself be moved by it.

I feel the energy of renewal here and am excited to discover how what I have gathered and am gathering may be woven, shared and taught in an accessible way to bring offerings that serve our hearts, our souls. For that's always been my inspiration and intention: like the honey bee who flies out to discover the flowers and then returns to the hive to tell all where to find the nectar, when I've sat with those who have gathered the gems and pearls from within the experience and returned to share their goodness, it's brought so much to my table.

Some things are coming clear, some still hidden.
🌙 I know our last gathering of Heartfire for 2024 will be held on ❄Sunday 15th December❄ There will be a break before we restart in February 2025 with the energy of Imbolc. It would be lovely to share this space with you of honouring and working with the darkness and the light to support our paths and beings
🌙 I know that a website and mailing list will be created as a more accessible way to stay informed of what's going on, as well as other wee avenues of connection, community and collaboration
🌙 I know that at this moment in time I'll be stepping away from offering 121 Ayurvedic body therapies so I can allow more space for shamanic, fire and other soul teachings, offerings and ceremonies to come through. (Though the Ayurvedic principles will continue to weave their way through I'm sure, as they're very dear to my heart.)
🌙 I know that the next surge of creativity with the novel is bubbling
🌙 I know that I am opening with even more courage to the guidance & expression of my soul

The cauldron of transformation can be scary. Know that only good things will come. Go gently dear hearts as we grow through what we go through. With ☀️🔥💖