Happy Equinox, lovelies! ✨ (AUDIO VERSION)
This morning, I sat in meditation with White Buffalo Calf Woman. We were by a fire under the stars, the drumbeat steady, grounding. My warriors stood around us, holding space—strong, steady. There was a lot to take in. So many questions swirling in my mind.
She told me to start dreaming more. To go on quests. To meet the people and places I want to experience, to feel them, interact with them. She said that by opening myself to these energies in dreamtime, I’ll already be tuned in if I decide to connect with them in the physical. Then she hit me with something big—I’m ready to start rewriting my past. To explore new timelines, new possibilities.
The moment she said it, I felt it. And suddenly, I was flying—soaring on an eagle, wind rushing all around me. But then she nudged me. It’s time to fly on your own. To step out of passive mode and into something more alive, more engaged. Like a kid discovering the world for the first time.
Then I was back at the fire, where she introduced me to Fire Spirit.
Lately, I’ve been doing a daily water ceremony—blessing my water, drinking it with intention, reminding my cells of their perfection. Just yesterday, I felt the nudge to bring fire into the mix. And today, as I sat in meditation, Fire Spirit came right in—straight into my cells, lighting them up, waking them up, reminding them where they come from. Their fire. Their spark. The light of creation itself. Heat rushed through me. My body flushed.
White Buffalo Calf Woman just looked at me and said, Fire Spirit will help you thaw. Let the fire melt it all away.
I came out of meditation with this fire burning in my belly, ready to move. So much so that I actually picked up my kettlebell and let that energy flow through me.
And that’s when it hit me. The sluggishness I’ve been feeling—it’s not just fatigue. I’m thawing. I’ve been in freeze mode for fifty years. And it’s going to take time to fully come back online.
White Buffalo Calf Woman called me a seedling. She showed me—I’ve broken through the shell. I’ve pushed through the dark, rich soil, soaking up all its nourishment. And now, like the first little crocuses of spring, I’ve surfaced.
Now it’s time for the sun to do its thing. For fire to help me grow. To bring me into everything I’m meant to be. 🌿🔥✨
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