Hi Writers, We have a couple of workshops coming up next week we'd love for you to join! No need to register in advance....Just click the link below here in this post or in the Skool calendar section--you can add the workshop directly to your calendar and then just join! Let us know if you have any questions. We can't wait to write with you! 🌬️Messages from the Aether 🌬️ with Valley Jane Monday, July 20 11 AM PST/ 2 PM EST Writing is a powerful way to receive messages from the aether--whether we are connecting with nature, the goddess, source, or our higher selves. When we write from our hearts and bypass our conscious minds, we open ourselves to receive messages from the aether, and the divine. ✍️Right Now I Am with Valley Jane Friday, July 24 7 AM PST / 10 AM EST Right Now I am is our holy dumping ground. It is about the process rather than the product and slowing down enough to move our hands across the page and reveal what is waiting to be written.

Hello writers/seekers/readers/myth-builders! 🐉✍️👹 Have you been feeling a little (or a lot) extra emotional lately (like me)? 😂😭 Do you have any loose threads floating around from the past that you'd like to tie up--or cords you'd like to cut?🧵✂️ Dive down into the watery deep with me on Tuesday, July 14 from 1-2 pm EST for a New Moon in Cancer Writing Activation! 🌚 We'll laugh 😂 we'll cry 😭 we'll write ✍️ and activate our highest timelines together! ♾️💠♾️ This class is free for all members, but REGISTER HERE and use code WILDFIRE to bypass payment! Can't wait to see you there!! 💓 Love, Valley Jane 🌈

During the Full Moon writing circle, I wrote from the perspective of the main character of my current WIP; her name is Ophelia. The prompts were about what she would want to get rid of from her room, and what would replace those things she had shed. ---------------------------------------------------------------- The room was utilitarian as it stood, the walls white, the silken threads of spider webs denying access to the corners. A single bookshelf, decorated with a cardboard box that had long ago lost its structure, was a display of dust and a cracked bowl filled with hair ties. Sitting in the east corner, the bed was the only thing with any color; Ophelia had been somewhat limited in her choices of bedding, causing her nest of pillows and blankets to be a mismatched pile of different hues, textures, and patterns. The riot of color did little to add character, however, to the space. While the flooring had once been hardwood, it was now carpeted in clothing, rejected empty shells she had shed after long forays into the Pit. It was a space she spent many hours in but hardly saw anymore. But seeing the loving space Kael lived in made her suddenly take notice. It took a whole hour just to pick up everything from the floor, pulling forgotten pairs of jeans, white shirts with coffee stains down the front, and undergarments up off of the honey-glow of the hardwood and into the laundry basket Blair had gifted her ages ago. The next to leave were the spider webs, the dust bunnies, and the other dirt-made critters haunting the corners of the room. The plastic trash bag hastily hung over the window was next, allowing the soft glow of the night to brush the edges of her space with silver. Taking a deep breath, Ophelia threw open her closest doors, her breath catching in her throat as the tiny space was exposed to her eyes for the first time in nearly ten years. Boxes covered in dust filled it to the top, each a memory, each a loving reminder of her past. The first to be exhumed were the picture frames. Her fingers dusted over the photos, tears piling in her eyes as the ghosts of memories filled her. But she hung them anyway, careful and straight on the blank walls.

A wonderful member suggested we share our favorite book/poem/vignette/reading suggestions---fuel for our writing fires!

A big warm fire welcome to all of our new members! @Mina Smith, @Mitzi Averette, @Michelle Macgillivary @Whitney Tymas @Joanne Jensen @Sharon Comunale @Lauren McDonald @Karol Grankers @Kristina Collazo @Emma Marie Hanna @Jennyfur Yane! Wether you've been on a writing path for a long time or you're brand new, whether you're excited about writing or dread it, whether it terrifies or excites you, f you are ready to heal your relationship with writing you are ready to heal your relationship with yourself! Share a word or sentence below that names how you feel about writing--whether it's nervous, shy, vulnerable, ready, curious, scared, eager....every feeling we have is fuel for the writing fire!