02/05/2026
Each morning I pull a card from a deck and it has been the same card for weeks: ROOTED. Even when I shuffle thoroughly, the same card appears in my hands. Finally, I’ve surrendered to this card’s teachings.
It speaks of our connection to our roots, our ancestors. The trees. The community below the soil. We are always supported by our roots. It says to learn about our heritage and feel the support of those who came before us.
Lately I’ve felt guilty for being happy even with so much suffering in this world. But when I tap into my ancestral wisdom they want me to thrive. They escaped persecution for me. Why would I waste what they struggled for? They fled Poland in hope of a better future.
Yesterday while walking with my mentor, she mentioned a book called “Rooted” by Lyanda Lynn Haupt. It is exactly what I needed to read next. I love magic. The more open we are, the more magic flows through.
She too expressed this moment in time of deep joy and grief. Both ends. All one. We sat on a hillside overlooking destruction from logging and admired the open view. How beautiful. Death and rebirth.
When it feels difficult to slow down and sink my roots in to the earth, I go outside and watch the sunset or a river flow downstream. What do you do to root?
Deep winter rooted blessings to all ✨❄️
