Our gathering originally scheduled for Saturday 31st October has moved to Saturday 7th November. After exploring the astrological and seasonal alignments surrounding Samhain, I felt drawn to the 7th and 8th November, the period around the astronomical midpoint between the autumn equinox and winter solstice. Two days that, within certain spiritual traditions, are considered particularly receptive to the wisdom of our ancestors, when the veil between worlds is believed to be at its thinnest (if you believe it to be). And so, I've changed the date of our gathering to explore the extraordinary intelligence we carry within our DNA, our ancestral connections, the stories, wisdom and perhaps even the whispers that continue through our existence. An invitation to explore, feel, question and simply Be. There is nothing to prepare, nothing to achieve and certainly nothing you are expected to believe. Only an invitation to come as you are. Please see the updated date in our Skool calendar. My apologies for any inconvenience this change may cause, and thank you for your understanding. Life is not linear, and the feminine, she flows! ✨♥️🌹🙏🏼

I woke this morning with a heaviness in my heart. A feeling I recognise. One I experienced before COVID. That deep, unsettling sense that something significant is building. I don't know what it is. I won't pretend to know. But I feel it. And I wonder whether anyone else is feeling something too? I look at the world we are living in, at the suffering, the division, the pursuit of power and control, and I find myself asking: What on earth are we becoming? We are extraordinary beings. The intelligence within our bodies, the intricacies of life, our ability to create, communicate, discover and evolve. Yet with all this extraordinary intelligence, why are we still struggling to recognise the value of another human life? We have normalised witnessing suffering. Think about that. Human suffering has become something we scroll past. Something that appears between advertisements, entertainment and the ordinary moments of our day. And I find that deeply disturbing. Not because I believe humanity has lost its capacity to love. But because I know that capacity exists within us. History has always carried both extraordinary cruelty and extraordinary compassion. Self-centric behaviour is nothing new. Yet here we are, with more knowledge, technology and opportunities to connect than any generation before us. And I wonder what we are actually doing with it all. I don't share this to create fear. I share it because I feel it. Deeply. And because I would rather expose my heart, question what I see and listen to my intuition than become so consumed by my own existence that I forget I am part of something far greater. Perhaps awareness begins with being willing to see what is already before us. Not to judge. Not to blame. But to recognise that our choices, however small, contribute to the world we collectively create. I would love to hear what this brings up for you. Not what you think you should say. What do you genuinely feel? Because we are not separate from life.

I've been feeling into this as Saturday gets closer. I feel my way through so much of life. There are moments when something within me simply knows, often I am unable to give somebody a beautifully logical explanation for it. And when that knowing is there, I rarely feel the need to ask somebody else what they think. But when I'm unsure? That's different. I might ask. I might want another perspective. And I've realised over the years that sometimes the most interesting part isn't necessarily the advice I'm given. It's what happens within me when I hear it. Does it resonate? Does something pull away from it? Does it open another possibility? Am I still unsure? There can be information in all of it. And every one of us may experience this completely differently. Some may experience intuition physically. Some emotionally. Some as thought. Some as something difficult to describe. Some may not relate to the idea of intuition or “knowing” at all. Different experiences. Different truths. Different ways of knowing — or not knowing. Because when we begin talking about purpose, I believe raw truth becomes part of the conversation too. Who are we beneath the roles, expectations, histories and ideas of who we're supposed to be? And what relationship does that have with purpose? Not one answer — a conversation. 🌹 What does knowing — or uncertainty — feel like in your world? M ♥️🙏🏼✨