With the 8/8 Lion’s gate portal energy this week, it’s a powerful week to decide what you choose. Here is the challenge in that: once you choose, you will be called to let go of everything that won’t bring you closer to that decision. Can you do it? If you are manifesting or deciding on peace, can you truly let go of routine habitual things that do not bring peace into your life? Your greatest sources of stress… can you give them up? A job, a relationship, a vehicle, a bill, a schedule? Because there is a reason why you currently don’t experience what you want to. And there’s a reason you keep wishing for it and then choose against it. Then you think your prayers don’t get answered when it’s all in how you are deciding. It’s what you continue to allow. Take a moment to reflect on what you keep asking for and then think about what you tolerate that is the opposite of that. It’s like declaring you are moving, even if you don’t have another house yet, then deciding you like the kitchen too much to leave even though the plumbing in the bathroom is flooding the place. We often ask for things to be thrown our way with no thought to how the universe will bring them to you. It’s energetics. If you are trying to tune into a new radio station, you have to keep fine tuning to get it to come in clear. If you jump back to the last station you didn’t really like because you only heard static on your first try, you are choosing everything you don’t like. Because it’s easy and familiar. So ponder this today: what are you deciding on regardless of what it takes?

🌿 Conversations with the Universe — Sunday, August 2, 2026 🌿 The Day of Tending the Inner Garden Today, I feel an invitation to slow down. Not because I have fallen behind… But because everything that grows well is given moments of rest. There is a message moving through me today: “The way you care for your inner world becomes the way you experience your outer world.” I spend so much of my life tending gardens I can see. My home. My work. My relationships. My responsibilities. But today, I am gently reminded that there is another garden… One that no one else can tend for me. The garden of my thoughts. My hopes. My beliefs. My spirit. I notice what has been growing there. Which thoughts have I been watering? Which stories have I been feeding? Which dreams have I quietly neglected because life became busy? Today’s energy isn’t asking me to judge my garden. It is simply asking me to walk through it with open eyes. There is a quiet healing available today. Not through striving… But through gentle attention. Sometimes healing begins the moment I stop criticizing what has grown wild… and simply begin pulling one weed at a time. Planting one new seed at a time. Offering one little patch of my heart a little more light. Today offers me the blessing of patient cultivation. I don’t need my entire life to bloom today. I simply need to care for what has been placed in my hands. The rest will unfold in its season. I begin to remember: The oak does not apologize for growing slowly. The river does not rush to reach the sea. The sunrise never worries if it is enough. Creation trusts its rhythm. Perhaps I can trust mine. Today teaches me: The life I harvest tomorrow is shaped by the love I offer myself today. ✨ Today’s Living Light Action: The Garden Walk Today, I take ten quiet minutes to walk through my inner garden. I ask myself: What thought has been nourishing me? What thought has been draining me? What seed do I want to plant this week? Then I choose one small act that waters that new seed.

I thought I had a guide in the classroom and realized today that I don’t. So here is the guide I made last year for Facebook and I will see if I can get a full guide up in the classroom. Our modern calendar celebrates Lughnasadh on August 1st. But every festival is observed by serious practitioners on the day of the astrological event. This year falls on August 7th. You are free to choose when you acknowledge the earth’s time of quieting. After the seeds have been sown, gathered, and enjoyed… the parching heat of the summer, the wild transformation of fire season… it’s like the earth is taking in a great sigh and is beginning to relax. I think we could all take a leaf out of her book and do the same. ❤️ ** Please note: This graphic says, The Wild Harvest. And I love it. But, I have renamed the festivals for my geographical location and I wanted them all to feel cohesive. Wild doesn’t work for all the festivals like Great does. So I’ve decided upon The Great… **

I spent time, as I always do, researching Anu and wanting a place to start from. The best way to know any deity is to connect and listen. But I like feeling I have a foundation. I learned that Anu is a lot like my Queen of the Mountain goddess in my Idaho mythology. Morwenna. She is motherly, caring, nurturing. She is like coming home for a visit and having mom making you comfortable as only a mom can. I created a phone screen wallpaper. Even in the shadow of The Great Harvest happening tomorrow, I still felt I should honor Anu as my guide. But with so little information about Anu, I found I had to form my own way of showing devotion to her. Normally, I wear jewelry to honor and remind myself who I walk with. The Morrigan had raven earrings and Nemain had a spiral necklace and Macha had a sword necklace. And this message came through my mind. “Use the stone from the river.” I don’t think I shared the story about the stone in the river. I had gone on a trip for my birthday in June and we stayed at Maven’s Haven… my favorite place by a town called Riggins, in Idaho. My hubby and I went down to the river bank and looked at all the rocks and stones on the beach or in the shallows. I found a clear quartz chunk, a beautiful yellow stone that looked like citrine, a piece of river glass. I always find beautiful specimens when I actually look. There was a stone in the shallows I noticed. It was a near perfect teardrop and the craggy lines caught my eye. I picked it up out of the sand and washed it clean. It was light for its size and delightfully imperfect. Nearly a hag stone even. I smiled at it and set it back down where I’d found it. “Take that stone. Make it a pendant.” That’s what I heard. I know from experience I’d regret it if I didn’t. So I picked it up and brought it home. I put back everything else except the quartz chunk and the river glass. So today, as I’m contemplating how I would honor Anu, that stone came back to me. Make it a pendant. It’s of the earth, as Anu is. I brought it home as I was instructed to without knowing exactly why. And now, it has purpose.

It’s been an interesting couple of weeks in my world. Let’s kick it off with blatant rejection from my boss at my day job AND the team I fight for on a daily basis. All but one stayed silent. All but one tried to show me any kind of loyalty. All but one showed me exactly who they are and it cut deep. But all initiations begin with a catalyst. This was mine. Now I knew the truth and I could see very clearly, the writing on the wall. And it yanked me right out of all my distractions with my business. I’m being called to make a stand. To make it and mean it. The fight is over and I’m so battle-weary, it doesn’t even feel like a defeat. It feels like peace. The unknown after it doesn’t feel very peaceful, but we are not asked to know what’s coming. We are simply asked to walk the path. Wednesday was the full Fire Moon. I think the blanket name was the full Buck Moon. But in my area of the world, we are on fire. Nearly every summer at this time brings fire here. Cleansing. Transformation. It’s hard to witness because my heart hurts for the Mother at this time. I feel her raging and crying… not unlike the Morrigan at the fjord, washing the clothing of the dead in the water. Raging at the loss, keening and crying for their absence. I also raged and cried over my own injustices happening behind my back. Realizing how much time and energy I’d wasted. Feeling how awful it is to know that no one (except one) spoke out at the injustice. I had defended these people for years and only one took a stand. Only one spoke on my behalf and they were threatened with a write up for insubordination. For doing the right thing. Oh, the anger that flooded me. The hurt. The realization that I’m truly alone even when others claim I’m so important to them was devastating. This led to one helluva write and burn session Wednesday evening. And that moment changed everything… (To be continued)