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I didn't plan to become a reader. I didn't study it first, decide it was my path, and then hang out a sign on the door. It started much earlier than that. As a kid, I would just see things. And say them. And occasionally get in trouble because some of what I saw wasn't mine to know. I also receive things in dreams, and I still do. Just recently, a friend from high school came to me in a dream and hugged me. We were in a big room, celebrating something. She gave the most lovin

I have always been drawn to the fern. Something ancient lives in it. A memory the land keeps of itself before we arrived with our categories and our clocks. I love how it covers a forest floor…not competing, not climbing, just covering. A kind of quiet/…peaceful abundance. A generosity without announcement. Last summer the heat came hard and stayed. The drought followed. I watched every fern on this land go brown, shrivel, curl inward, and die. I watched it happen slowly enou

The dove is calling in the early evening, and just like that, I’m back at my grandparents’ home…surrounded by forest, edged by ocean, nothing but that soft sound filling the air. I barely had the cards in my hands before these flew right out of the deck and into my lap. Take what resonates and leave the rest. Follow your intuition 🐇May 17-2026 - new moon The Six and Five of Cups — the nostalgia Nostalgia braided with regret. As if the love came before the loss. The cards