Category: Spirit Whispers

Night Flowers and Owls

When the sun starts sinking on the horizon and the first stars of night slowly begin to emerge, there are whispers outside my writing window that call me out to play. The evening primroses in their buttery yellow splendour open up and fill the air with fragrant beauty.

Did you know that some flowers only open at night?

I’d almost forgotten until these mysterious evening primroses began to charm me with their magic. Like elusive little creatures, they spread their petals to greet the dark starry sky, coming out to dance in the moonlight. They take me by surprise every time, because I keep forgetting that they are there, until I see them when I’m take my evening tea and watch the last light of day fade away.

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The nights have been alive with an enigmatic sense of sacredness lately. I feel the unseen world creeping mischievously, lurking in the shadows, stringing together charms from the moonlight and writing spirit poems amongst the stars. A few nights ago, for the first time in years, I saw an owl. It flew right over us while we were enjoying a lovely supper outdoors at a friend’ place. It felt so special, this feathered symbol of wisdom and Divine feminine intuition gracing me with its presence. And then yesterday evening, I discovered a little friend in my bedroom – a frog. He too brings special messages, ones of transition, transformation and cleansing.

So, I’m left with the feeling that something is happening behind the scenes, though I don’t fully understand what as yet. I’ll thus do what I’ve learning to do best in recent times. I will remain open to what is coming my way and until then I will surrender, trust and flow with the grace of Goddess.

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Walking the Path of the Wild Mother

How has January been unfolding in your world? Are you finding your feet in its novel wildness and stepping into the new you that 2015 is calling forth?

I hope so.

I’ve been a hermit in my own space, cocooning and incubating ideas and intentions. I’ve been breathing in the warm azure skies, drinking in the summer rain and enjoying the slow pace at which my wild essence is emerging in this fine January. It seems life lies before me, a blank canvas waiting for me to create something beautiful with the colours and contents of my wild heart. So, I’ve been taking my time in deciding what it is that I want to create.

My wise inner voice keeps whispering in gentle hushed tones – “Be still. Dream. There is no need to rush.” And I am heeding these wild whispers. This has been a recurrent theme for me for several months now, and I think I’m getting better at listening to what my soul needs.

By now, I’m sure that many of you have found your word for the year, identified your cored desired feelings and mapped out your goals. What word/s did you choose? What have you decided to work towards, manifest or focus your time on?

It took me a while to find a word focus for 2015. In the end I decided on a two-word mantra – ‘Wild Mother’.

Last year, my word was Birth. I’d hoped that focusing on the vibration of that word would invite two things into my life – birthing my book, and birthing my baby. While I am grateful that one of those came to pass, publishing my book, Wild Essence, my pregnancy didn’t go as I’d hope. So this year, my attention is geared towards my deep soul desire to become a mother.

A Kundalini healer once told me that the process of conception, pregnancy and childbirth is about wild abandon. She said that this involves releasing fear and surrendering the need for control. It’s about releasing a restrictive mindset and attuning to the flow of the Universe, as well as drawing out the inner wild woman. That makes a lot of sense to me, hence the choice of words for my mantra.

I feel that in the last couple of years, life has been bringing these lessons into my experience in many ways, especially when it comes to the lessons and wisdom I’ve stumbled upon through my connection with the wild Earth. As you know, I’ve been exploring ideas of wildness for a while. I’m now devoting myself to consciously delving deeper into what wildness and motherhood mean for me. I am inviting the archetypal energy of the Wild Mother into my consciousness.

As I set out to walk the path of the Wild Mother, I invite a few allies to journey with me – Goddess, Great Mother Earth, Archangel Gabrielle, the ancient Grandmothers and the guiding light of all those who embody divine femininity. Those who can light the path for me, walk with me and catalyse the healing and inspiration that I need along the way.

I have no idea how walking this path will unfold. I know that it won’t always be easy. But I am optimistic and remain hopeful that it will unearth a chest of positive and inspired blessings.

And so the journey begins….

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A Quiet and Graceful Start

I woke up to the sound of rain, the soft soothing summer kind that I love so much and often write about. The grey gloomy sky seemed to wrap itself around my heart and the wind whispered little secrets of the good things set to come as this New Year slowly starts to unfold. I watched the rain through the window for a while, the soft white sheer curtains of my bedroom blowing gently to and fro. This dreamy scene is the first of my wild blessing that I‘ve recorded and placed into my wild blessing box.

I will never understand what it is about this wetness, this greyness and this dreaminess that moves me so. Perhaps it transports me to a space between the veils where magic is alive, Spirit dances and all things are possible. So what can I do other than rest in a place of quiet awe, grateful for the stillness and enchantment?

When the rain died down, I wrapped myself in a white cotton shawl that I bought in the Karoo on our recent trip there, and then went out into the garden to pick some herbs for my morning tea. There are few things more precious than the feel of wet grass under my feet. Or the feeling that comes with connecting the herbs, harvesting leaves and flowers of these plant allies that I’ve been tending to and taking little bits of their medicine into my body. Today, I felt called to draw in the healing energies of red clover flowers, stevia and yarrow.

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I draw my first card for the year from my new Little Sage oracle deck. The card that came up was EMERGE. I think it’s a lovely message for today. It speaks of change, transformation and emergence.

“Just like the butterfly that starts its journey in a different form, you too are transitioning and emerging from one period to the next. Change is here and, through this growth, you blossom and grow,” it says.

For some reason I imagined that I’d gone into a cocoon in one form last night and emerged from my slumber in a new form this morning. What a strange thought. One thing is for sure though, the past year has definitely been one of change and transitioning, with me getting to the core of who I am and what it is that my soul aches for. I’ve been pulling away the layers and witnessing the dormant threads of my wild essence return to me. I am curious to see what more of my essence emerges from the dark spiral caves to return to the light as 2015 moves on.

When the kettle boiled and I’d done steeping the herbs for my tea, I grabbed a few star-shaped soetkoekies to have with my tea and hopped back into bed. Soetkoekies are traditional South African biscuits, usually had at Christmas. They are so buttery and delicious. It’s probably not the best thing for me, but I figured I might as well enjoy a few before returning to my sugar free healthy eating plan.

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In bed, I sipped my tea and caught up with reading some of my favourite blogs. All the while my husband lay still sleeping and apart from the soft sound of dripping water the world around me lay quiet for a long time too. I kept thinking that these kinds of moments of quiet peace and simplicity are all one could ever ask for on a morning like this.

Thank you Goddess for the blessing of a quiet and graceful new beginning.