Welcoming Ostara🌞🌱

Deer brings the soft, gentle breath of spring to refresh and renew our minds and hearts with delicate beauty and grace, with a peacefulness and inner strength that endures the harshness of life’s winters.

Deer’s instinct is keen awareness combined with a quiet swiftness and grace that deftly navigates it away from its predators.

There is no drama with Deer.

Sit inside Deer Energy for a moment. Feel her peace and beauty surrounding you in a warm and loving embrace. Open the door of your heart chakra and find Deer in the meadow within your heart. Approach Deer with soft, quiet steps and politely ask if you may walk beside her today and learn Deer’s medicine. 🦌

Many blessings to you on your journey.✨

Namaste’

⁃ Rhiannon

Deer has no drama.

The Spirit of Water 💧

Find your Element and find your Dharma.

We all have a personal Element. One that resonates within our Soul more than the rest.

Mine has always been Water.

Water. Bringer of flow, of magic, of healing and transformation.

That which penetrates, surrounds, cleanses, clears and smooths the roughest of edges.

Womb of Life. Mother of All.

The Oceanic Scrye Bowl of the Universe that tells all to Astronauts and Marine Biologists.

The Element of the Angel Gabriel.

It was summers’ end when I went to the Atlantic seaboard and found a young Priestess to place this design on my shoulder as my formal consecration to the Creatrix of a thousand names: Tara. Yemaya. Kwan Yin. Venus Aphrodite. Mary, Star of the Sea. I stood at the edge of the womb of the Goddess and promised my Self to Her as Her daughter, as Her Child of the Universe, and never once looked back.

I collect sea water, rain water, storm water and dewdrops. Each for a particular healing purpose. At times, I carry a vial of storm water with me for protection.

I combine different waters with various herbs and flowers in the making and pouring of healing candles, each with their own intention and prayer.

And my fondest memory as a little girl, no more than 4 years old, was setting a small white porcelain bowl of water at the foot of a Mary statue in my Great-Grandmother’s garden. I vividly recall my small fingers carefully plucked white rose petals from her cupped hands and floated them on the water’s surface. The petals appeared as iridescent seashells as the summer sun glistened upon their delicate skin like a pastel rainbow.

I’ve held the vision deep inside my heart all these years. Now, I wear these hues that penetrate my flesh like a water colour rainbow of healing energy.

It has become my mark. My symbol. The representation of my Dharma. And we all have a Dharma, a purpose. Exploring the Elements can lead us to it, like the spirit of water led me to mine. Find your Element and find your Dharma, and don’t look back. Move forward inside the beauty of it. Be one with it. Live inside your Soul, inside the Universe. Be free.

And so it was. And so it is.

Namaste’

– Rhiannon