The imagination is an alive state of be-ing. Gut feelings are to be listened to. Like synchronicities they are actively communicating.

The otherworld held deep within is hoping to emerge into your waking awareness through dreams. What ghosts have appeared in your dreams?

Working with nature is as old as the ancients and as new as the present moment. It is always teaching us, offering signs, reaching out.

I asked. What is the energy emerging from this place. And then, as beautiful as you please, the mystical heron posed for me.

Dreams, visions, or inspired moments invite deep listening. The voice of the natural world is another way to widen your perception.

Celebrate the festival of Bealtaine on May 1st by taking a walk and listening to her music.

How does your ever-present, sacred intelligence speak to you? Join me in my blog post about reimagining the Angels, Intuitions, and Energy

Notice the energy around you in the silence of a wintry morning. Practice gathering energy for the seasonal transition.

When we think of artists there's awe at their creations. Yet, if you engaged in creative practice how would your inner voice express itself?

What if all the old directions were gone – the ones that came right out of overthinking. What if we allowed new directions to emerge.

We are traversing a threshold. Like us, nature foresees this and readies itself to shift. You need to pause and feel its magic.

There are commonalities to our life stories when we describe coming to a crossroad. Here's a simple way to ask your intuition for guidance.

The land holds knowledge and memory of itself. Look closely to see how it honors itself.

Enjoy a video of a quiet moment in the woods.

I noticed a fungus plant during my walk and it helped promote an insightful moment.

How to practice paying attention to moments easily missed.

As a Inner Wisdom coach I find there are many concealed healers among us.

I encourage you to look beyond the description of archetypes given to us and dig deep for your own insights.

The dreamscape is the same as the poetic realm. The dream is a sanctuary for imagery.

A photograph of dogwood tree helps us think about what is blossoming from within.