The first day we arrived in Florida, we spent the afternoon at a place called Old Town. It’s set up like an old western kind of town. A general store. A carnival. Rustic places to eat. Moonshine. lol. We hadn’t been to Old Town for probably 10 years. There is a pizza joint there that made us the best pizza I’ve ever had the first time we visited. So, we decided to go eat there again to see if it’s as lovely the second time. They did not disappoint!! Excellent!! But as we were seated outside, there was a single dragonfly the kept coming to land on the strings of lights over my head. Like almost directly above me. Its wings were beautifully iridescent in the waning sunshine. I knew it was a message. So I looked up dragonfly symbolism. I consider dragonfly one of my spirit kin. Part of my tribe. In all honesty, I feel my grandmother close by when I see dragonfly or hummingbird. So it spoke directly to me. You see, I’m rebranding my apothecary. I’m creating a new brand that is 100% aligned with who I am. And dragonfly is the keeper of dreams. I was very aware of my dreams. It felt like an omen. And it made me smile. Breadcrumbs. I’m following the breadcrumbs and watching my path unfold. What seemed to most people, I’m sure, completely random and normal, was something very sacred to me. Seeing the signs. Decoding the messages. Living life in partnership to them. It’s such a divinely beautiful way to live.❤️

In an effort to enjoy more discussion and conversation, I thought to try a Weekly Awareness Question. Some will reflect the current Ogham, some will take you within yourself, some will challenge your emotions. Feel free to share answers in the comments, if you feel called to. Your experience might just help someone else see what they could not before. If not, I challenge you to journal about it. Perhaps a write & burn is in order. Regardless, pause a moment in your busy life and think on it. You deserve 30 seconds of your own time. ❤️

🌿 Conversations with the Universe — May 8, 2026 The Day of Sacred Discernment Today, I feel a sharpening of awareness. Not fear. Not withdrawal. But clarity. There is a message moving through me today: “Not everything deserves access to you.” I notice how sensitive my energy feels today. More aware of tone. Of intention. Of what nourishes me… and what quietly drains me. And instead of ignoring those feelings or trying to “push through” them… I honor them. Today is not about building walls. It is about becoming conscious of what I allow into my mind, body, and spirit. I may notice where I’ve been overextending myself. Giving attention where there is no reciprocity. Entering conversations that leave me depleted. Consuming information that clouds my clarity. And today gently reminds me: “Discernment is an act of self-respect.” There is a deeply grounding energy available to me today. One that calls me back into my own center. My own values. My own pace. My own truth. I begin to recognize: Protecting my peace is not avoidance. Choosing carefully is not selfishness. Stepping back from what misaligns me is not weakness. It is wisdom. Today offers me the blessing of energetic refinement. A chance to become more intentional about what I feed… what I focus on… and what I allow to shape my inner world. Today teaches me: My energy is sacred. And what I repeatedly allow into it… becomes part of my reality. There is a calm strength guiding me now. A steady voice that says: “Choose what strengthens your light.” And I listen. ✨ Today’s Living Light Action: The Sacred Filter Today, before I engage with something—a conversation, a task, social media, food, entertainment, even my own thoughts—I pause and ask: “Does this nourish my spirit… or drain it?” If it nourishes me, I receive it fully. If it drains me, I lovingly create space from it. Before moving forward, I place one hand over my heart and say: “I honor the sanctity of my energy. I choose what aligns with my light.

This photo was taken the night my hubby and I went to dinner to celebrate 20 years of marriage. I felt beautiful that night. I felt like myself with my outsides marching my insides. This is called coherence. Being in agreement with yourself regardless of the environment. To the people closest to me, my dreads are not appealing. And I can understand that with the kind of conditioning we subscribe to every day. Anything different activates judgement within us. Sometimes it’s based on a sort of jealousy. Subconsciously, they hate in others that which they don’t feel they can do themselves. And sometimes it’s a belief. Such as dreads (or any other stimulus) is unsanitary or only certain people get to experience them. Rarely is it ever about the stimulus itself. Nor is it about the person showing the stimulus. I wore dreads after a time where I came face to face with my mortality. I was experiencing some persistent symptoms that could lead to my death. Namely, colon cancer. I never went to a physician, I didn’t feel I needed to. You see, it wasn’t about feeling bad at all. Most that are close to me felt I was blowing it out of proportion. But it was never about feeling ill or being in so much pain. It was about living my life guarded and not in sync with myself. The thought of my own death was very difficult for me to come to terms with. Never seeing my kids again. Fading from being physical to a memory. It forced me to think about all the wishes I had that I never acted on. No one else could possibly know how deeply it affected me. They all went about their life like it was all normal and I held inside of me all the regret and fear. I started to think of all the things I’d leave undone and not lived. I cleaned up my body using the wisdom I was guided to for a decade. I lost 40 pounds. I put in dreads. I changed my clothes. I became more present. I hosted my own birthday party. All the things I wanted and had never done for myself, always waiting for permission or for someone else to do it for me, I just started doing them.

I started a new “tradition” last year. We visit a clothing optional beach when we come to Florida. I take a few moments to connect to the land. To ask for permission and welcoming from the spirits here. And then I do a private cleansing ritual. Nothing flashy, nothing out loud. It’s personal, not for attention. I perform the prayer I posted yesterday, or some version of the same thing, anointing my body with the cleansing waters of the ocean. And then, a waist-deep plunge (at least) to cleanse my aura. She spoke to me yesterday as I waded out into the pounding surf. “Come meet me, be one with me, instead of fight me.” That terrified me, to be honest. I did not meet her. I continued to plant my feet in defense and I battled the violent waves all afternoon. I can see how I get like that in every day life too. I plant my feet and try doing it my way, exhausting myself. At the end of our day yesterday, I removed my white shell necklace I bought last year in commemoration of my first Atlantic Ocean “baptism”. I gave that necklace back to the goddess of the ocean. I left it with many thanks, so much gratitude. And last night when we came back to our room, I put on my new shell necklace. The one I bought for this year. It’s not difficult to see spirit in everything. Especially the quiet, soft moments. You simply do it. You create the sacred in your life or you don’t. I was tasked with making my land sacred to me. I’m doing that and every post I share is to inspire you to do the same. The ancient ways were a compiled belief system created in a land I have lived in before, but not in this lifetime. Not in this land of my current birth. I honor that belief system that feels woven into my DNA and I use it to create a connection with the land I’m in today. There is no right or wrong. It’s simply guided. For a 5 minute period today, I invite you to sit outside in the grass. Connect to yourself, feel your body… really feel it. Open to it like you are hugging it with your Soul. Breathe. Just sit with anything that comes up.