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August is when we step
back and in,
for this is when
the cauldron keeper calls,
when we step into
the crucible of choice and change,
letting ourselves steep
in the flavors of our own renewal
and the life-changing magic to choose.
It is now that we are called to center,
called to refocus and renew.
It is now that we are invited
to steep for a spell
to resettle into being
and let our power brew. 

Note: August's free resources for #30DaysofGoddess including practice prayer cards are available here: 30 Days of Goddess.

<sub>Sometimes we settle inward,
tending to hearth and home,
the soft spaces
of our own being and belonging.
Sometimes we spread our wings
and leap into the broad unknown,
letting ourselves soar
as we fly into the possible,
wind in our feathers
and fire in our eyes.
Sometimes we integrate the two
and flourish in our own centered wholeness,
one hand against
the heartbeat of home,
one fist lifted high
to feel which way the wind
is blowing today.

I'm getting ready to take a social media break for travel and I'm also doing my Cauldron Month early this year, so this will be my last news post until August. :) If you've never heard of the Cauldron Month concept before, a free resource kit is available for you here.

Happy Summer!</sub>

Once I was a seeker,
who longed to discover,
who sensed the mystery,
who tasted magic,  
who sought the goddess,
who danced with desire,
who craved connection.
Now, I know that
I contain the mystery.
I am magic.
The goddess is everywhere.
I'm always connected.
The dance is eternal.
The questions are answers.
To seek is to find
that you know.

 Free upcoming retreat: Claiming Your Magic.

Listen.
I am the heart of summer,
the dance of sunlight
across open water,
the height of passion,
the flourishing of the earth,
the flowering,
and ripening,
and returning to seed.
My heart overflows with gratitude.
I know the magic
of bright flower,
golden kernel,
plump berry,
rich ground.
The symphony of savoring
and what it feels like to
dance sunlight into wine.

If I were new to this earth,
I would find violets.
I would lie down in the sun
on a bed of clover
and feel the world spin beneath
my surprised and miraculous body.
I would kneel before iris,
fingers extending curiously
to brush their rippled edges.
I would follow my nose
into the wild plums
and through the lilacs.
I would brave burgundy canes of thorn
to reach for sweet blackberries
and raspberries.
I would pause
with my head had tipped back
to the blue sky
to wonder
as the shadows of vultures and hawks
riding the air
fall across my face.
I would watch the way light
shines through wild grape vines
and new maple leaves
and understand what worship means.
I would listen until I hear the river
and I would seek it out,
setting my feet gently into its cool swiftness
and bending low
to anoint my face with newborn droplets.
I would be astounded
by rainbows,
by color,
by thunder.
I would learn bird’s songs
and sing with them.
I would find pine trees
sighing in the wind
and lie beneath them,
my eyes full of tears
without knowing why.
I would discover
what it means
to belong to a place.
I would be me,
today,
right here,
my birthday,
again.

I wrote this poem on my birthday last week. If you were new to this earth, what would you do?

Also, I'm pleased to announce the birth of my new book! 365 Days of Goddess is a daily reader that will guide you through a full year of sacred experiencing, with 365 prayers and readings to support, nurture, encourage, and inspire you on your goddess-centered path.

A Spell for Beltane:

Gather up some soft petals
and hold them to your lips.
Let them whisper to you of pleasure.
Do not let it fade away.
May you connect to those things
that bring you pleasure,
those things that bring you joy,
let them speak to you of
the wellspring of joy that rests within.
Let them sing to you of wonder and delight,
of your own magic,
of things once lost
that can be found.
Breathe deep
and make a vow of commitment to your life
as it breathes now,
to your body
as it stands now.
Make a promise,
deep and silent,
secret and strong
to your own magic nestled within.
Take one petal for pleasure,
one petal for joy,
one petal for delight,
one petal for magic.
Press them against your skin,
let them soak in.
One by one,
the spell is done. 

Ode to April:

you arrive with thunder and wind