Musings of a Priestess

It takes a child to raise a village
It takes a child to raise a village
At the fair, a girl in black bent low and lifted what her father kicked aside. A fragment of plastic, a fragment of truth. Sometimes it isn’t wisdom that saves... Read more...
Corn Moon Reflections: Abundance in Our Nearness
Corn Moon Reflections: Abundance in Our Nearness
The corn moon rose last night, and I let her find me. She traced shadows over my skin, over the rosebushes by my door, over the altar stones still warm... Read more...
Guilt is not an Altar
Guilt is not an Altar
We’ve all carried guilt like a stone in our pocket, pretending it isn’t there while it drags us down. I’ve lived through my own sins and shadows, but I’ve also... Read more...
The Mirror That Always Believes You
The Mirror That Always Believes You
It’s so easy to get behind on work, house chores, fitness goals, even the promises we make to loved ones. But there’s one thing you must never fall behind on:... Read more...
The Sturgeon Moon: Abundance in Deep Waters
The Sturgeon Moon: Abundance in Deep Waters
The Sturgeon Moon rose last night, ancient and luminous. She pulled me into deep, primordial waters—quiet, certain, abundant. Like the sturgeon who has swum unbothered for 120 million years, I... Read more...
Small in the Canyon, Strong in the Current
Small in the Canyon, Strong in the Current
A few hours on a wild river taught me more than a year of therapy. From the thrill of rapids to the stillness of surrender, rafting became a mirror—showing me... Read more...
Beyond Hands: Using the Silva Method to Plant Seeds during Reiki
Reiki begins in the hands, yes — but the real magic starts in the mind. Before I ever touch a chakra, I count you down into Alpha state, where your subconscious opens like soft soil ready for seeds. Healing doesn’t have to be hard. With a few quiet breaths and focused intention, you can rewire your inner world. I’ll show you how. Read more...
Between Caftans and Concrete: Priestessing in Plain Sight
Between caftans and concrete, I found a truth I can’t unknow: we are all becoming. I used to think real life began when I reentered the city. Now I know it begins the moment I step into the woods, barefoot and wide open. This is a love letter to the ones fumbling toward light — even under fluorescents. Read more...
Cord-Cutting Is the New Tooth-Brushing (and You're Probably Overdue)
Cord-Cutting Is the New Tooth-Brushing (and You're Probably Overdue)
Feeling off but don’t know why? It might be time to cut the cords. This isn’t woo woo—it’s spiritual hygiene. Learn how to cleanse your aura like you brush your... Read more...
Shedding Under the Buck Moon: Ritual Reflections & Wild Encounters
On the night of the Buck Moon, I was reminded that wildness lives in all of us—animal, human, and divine. From a fawn's cry in the woods to the gentle glow of crystals on my altar, this moon whispered one sacred message: shed what no longer serves you. Join me in this ritual reflection on release, renewal, and the velvet promise of becoming. Read more...