Manifesting transformation, with lavender playdough

Well the day of the eclipse was certainly dramatic here, in a domestic sort of way. A teething one year old, an overtired just started school four year old and an ill mama does not a happy combination make. All of fire's shadow side was here - frustration, anger, crying, pent up energy with no safe way to express itself. Sometimes, you just need the planets to move on, give you a chance to breathe.

Blurry crystals like to play...
Thankfully, they do. A (mostly) good nights sleep all round, some healthier food choices, and a new day brings clarity. My crystals have been coming back out to play - I focused with my amethyst wand before I went to sleep last night, asked for clarity around some issues that were bothering me. I didn't bring anything conscious back from my dreams, but thoughts and intuitions have been slipping into place all day. I've been wearing my sodalite (see that lovely pendant - received in part payment for an astrology reading - I always love a good barter!), which helps to eliminate mental confusion, and calms the mind so that something new can rise to perception. Balancing all those mental inputs articles read, conversations had, random intuitions - into a coherent whole, where synchronicities come together and it all begins to make sense. And we made lavender play dough, calming sensory play with a plant ally.

One of the things which I think might transform is this blog. It feels ponderous, not as authentically me as I'd like. I still want to write about tarot and astrology and how I live - I originally typed that as love! - these symbols. But I want to focus more on family, how I use my spiritual tools with and for them. Astrology and parenting, tarot games with the children, I'm still exploring all the possibilities and I want to record those explorations here. There might be more general things too, about pagan events for families, which I'm just starting to run, maybe some of my tarot related crafts. Opening up possibilities, opening up more of myself. Because fire goes out when its too contained.


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