So.. 50 spins around the sun and here I am! Still an enigma to most, but to those few who have really scratched the surface, they will know the true riches in my life are plenty, even though I possess so little! I am the very essence of the date I was born, just shy of Imbolc. That seed ready to burst into life, but not quite there; not quite brave enough to break out. Then through ill health, from embodying it all, to relentlessly pushing against the tide, to complete surrender, to being so deeply misunderstood, to learning (still learning) not to give a shit really is crucial to breaking through that ground.

It’s been a propelling few years, and a deep delving into the trust of life’s flow and honouring the real voice inside. Learning that fear often shouts, and truth often whispers. Learning to be brave enough to say yes, and brave enough to say no (most of the time!) So at 50, I’m here waiting for spring. I love my life. I’m kind of in awe of what it took to get me here! I love the beautiful people that have entered my life and those I miss back home. I love my Son… and again, in complete awe of him. I love living in a place where I feel more connected to the land that holds us, the land that truly provides for us. It is our medicine, and the very key to our survival.

My prayer for the spring of my life, and for all life, is to heal the disconnection …. AND to be less of an enigma and to share my gifts!