La Bona Dea

Discovering the Divine within and letting Her out!

Whisperings . . . and a grasshopper

Fall at Squaw

Looking up toward the sky, the glimmering leaves of fall have arrived –

“Let go,” they whisper in the breeze. . .”It’s time.”

I did a little ritual today where I crossed a bridge and I left my past behind me. Yesterday and today I saw a grasshopper. . . whatever can this message be? Well the same one I got eight years ago, but it’s good to be reminded, validated, and assured.

Who Knew What the Jellyfish Knew?

buddy and jellyfish

I thought I was sinking. Dying. Not MATTERING!

Me at the Sea

I am buried under the weigh of chronic illness (Fibromyalgia) and the home repairs that my husband has begun eight years ago, (All are incomplete from painting, trim, baseboard, a shower without hot water, brand new windows that are still in the garage. . . from last year, broken light fixtures, oh Chronos, God of Time how the list goes on! To the jack hammered out porch steps, and entry walls torn down of over thirty days ago!!!)

Alas! The Jellyfish reminds me to not become burdened by these things which I cannot control or even more importantly am not RESPONSIBLE for, but to let my inner light shine.

Buddy and Altar

So, I spent time at the shore with my Buddy, and we performed a ritual to let all of these things wash away, to transform into finished projects, a gleaming home, and polished health. Blessed BE!

me and the altar doran beach

Autumn Equinox Healing, a Note in Green

neon green color hex

I was sitting in a holy place, listening to Steven Halpern’s healing notes, his fingers cascading across the keyboard soothed me. I enjoyed floating through the array of colors passing through my consciousness, the music lifting me and vibrating minor aches and pains away. The swell of joy I began to experience pulled the corners of my mouth upwards and I began to smile.

Then the horrid beast of my nightmares came bulldozing its way into my thoughts.
Isn’t this supposed to be healing me? I thought to myself.

Suddenly, a pitch black curtain crossed my visual entertainment, shutting down the harmony I was reveling in.
HOW DARE SHE!!! I screamed in my head. But dared, she did and as I sat there, eyes closed, now a tight lipped smirk on my face I knew I had to deal with her.

Then before I could complain and whine, conjuring pity for myself for the damaging experiences this person thrust upon me and the anguish I apparently continued to harbor, a veil of green colored hues began to bleed through the blackness. A green so pure, like the color of newly sprouted blades of grass, or the tender young colors of the redwood tree’s new growth, alas, the color of healing enveloped my being.

I am pretty sure my jaw dropped.

This event was so unexpected! It’s been six months from Vernal Equinox until now, and I guess I yet have work to do. Leaving wasn’t enough, I suppose, and now that I have had time to do some untangling, it is time for the healing to begin. First on the list is forgiveness.

I forgive myself for staying too long
I forgive myself for allowing to be treated in damaging ways
I forgive myself for wallowing in pity instead of fighting back
I forgive myself for trying, wanting, and begging for change that would NEVER come
I forgive myself. I forgive myself.

I hear a whisper in my ear…. “Forgive her.
First reply, “To Hell with that that, to Hell with her.”

A heartbeat happens.

Okay. You’re right, I agree with my higher self. I try to sneak in a, “I forgive her for being a total moronic, bullying – ” but my higher power wags a warning finger at me.

Again, “You’re right.”

I forgive her for the pain she carries and spreads. I forgive her for not doing the work to heal herself.
But I absolutely will not forget to stay clear of her for the rest of my days, because I DO NOT NEED ANY SHIT FROM HER, I sneak in at the end.

“And what else?” The whisper challenges.

Do it with great volumes of love. I know, the green you wrapped around my soul is the color of the heart chakra, the healing place, and only love can heal, for LOVE is all there IS.

The second thing I must do is to allow it to begin.

I’m grumbling, but I vow to do this work. I heard the message and I must do it for myself.

Blessed Mabon to you and to me.
As the Goddess Wills, So Mote it BE!!! xoxoox

Here is the link to some wonderful healing sounds… check out Steven Halpern

She is here and She is Beautiful! Path of the Priestess

Manual for the course

Manual for the course

Join me for an adventure… awaken the Priestess in you!
If you have heard Her call, felt the quicken in your belly, the excitement of connecting with the Divine Feminine, contact me to see if this Priestess Apprenticeship is a good fit for you!

We will meet eight times throughout the year. Once at each Sabbat beginning in February 2019, and will follow the Wheel of the Year. We will ebb and flow of life as we journey through the seasons, connecting with Her and allowing ourselves to answer the call from the Divine Feminine.

Learn about Ancient Goddess Culture, the traditional meaning behind holy days, and connect with your own Goddess Archetype. Gatherings will take place on the Saturday nearest the Sabbat, and some study work will be required between gatherings. Fee for the course is $1,200 (Deposit of $200, balance installments may be paid at full moons)and it includes Path of the Priestess manual and Spirit Songs CD. Most craft supplies will be available, and meals are potluck. Circle times are from 8:30am-4pm for each Sabbat.

Please contact me for more information to participate in this wondrous adventure of self-discovery.

Perseid Meteor Shower

Okay, so we live in California, and I joke it was a sprinkle, but nonetheless, it was a beautiful night.


I got to gather with my sis and friend and don the Goddess Garb. We had fun interpreting what the ancients might have thought of the night sky and the the possible magic or fear they experienced. We were giddy with delight, like three small little girls playing princess and it was so much FUN!

Three Goddess behind tree
Like the meteor showers that pass by once in a while, take your little child self out and PLAY!!!

There is no greater magic than the innocence and curiosity of a child!

Made some wishes on the shooting stars, and if you are reading this, then you are one which came true!
Blessings to you, dear Star Child!

By the Goddess and the Night Sky, it is Done xo

Time for Myself in Sagewoman Magazine….

I am so please and honored to be a contributor in this season’s issue (#93) of SageWoman Magazine.
Please check out your local bookstore and markets for this special issue on Sovereignty. It poses a great question for all women who seek and are willing to FIND! Enjoy all the lovely articles, and please feel free to comment to me with your input! Blessed Be!

SageWoman Cover

SageWoman Cover


Refreshing Skin Tonic for these hot June days!

I am a delicate flower.
I like the cool shade from a redwood tree
I like to sip on iced lemon water…. or chilled champagne

Refreshing Skin Tonic

Refreshing Skin Tonic

I like cool mornings, but I loath hot days. I am no longer working in an office with A/C, so I need a way too cool down in the afternoon….

I tried sitting outside under the redwoods, and the breeze helps, yet I want to feel refreshed.

I started making lemon water to spray on myself, but got some other ideas online and from what I have around the house…

Clean jar w/ lids if you want to make batches
OR a deep bowl for single use…

2-4 drops Grapefruit essential oil— Natalie turned me on to this lovely item, and I don’t care for grapefruit, but this is AWESOME stuff!

2-4 drops Lemon essential oil— add to the other oils so you don’t smell like you have been dusting with Pledge all day

1-2 drops Rosemary or Eucalyptus essential oil

1 Ts – 1Tbls of Dr. Teals Peppermint Epsom Salt.

Add enough water (If you don’t have a nearby spring, tap is fine) to make a light smelling, nearly clear batch of this refreshing tonic. Add or reduce amounts of oils until it smells right for you.

Chill in the fridge

Place soft washcloths in the bowl, or saturate from the jar. Then wring and drape around your neck, or dab wrists and throat, or use thick paper towels or other paper clothes if you want.

If you sit in a breeze it is extra soothing, or if inside, it feels good by the fan.

It’s gonna smell good enough to sip, but DON’T, for external use only.

Keep cool my Witches! xo
Blessed Be!

About time for peace of mind…

Brigids Holy Water

Brigids Holy Water

The folks I speak with lately are telling me they have reached the end of something, the beginning of something, or at the very least are experiencing movement toward change. No wonder, I say, with this year comes the start of a new cycle. The past, if not left behind, will drag you down… so people are dumping the toxic, the fruitless, and the exhausting.

Welcome arms away the future. Listen to your guides, whether it be a croaking toad, the magnificent Hecate, or even dreams you dare to dream. Go for it!

Everything we are is made from what we once were, embrace your newness and sparkle in the SUN! Summer Solstice is coming, take time to examine what you need before we begin our tilt into the darkness. Listen to the whisper of the Oak King, what is his message before he forfeits ruling the sky to the Holly King.

Listen to his strength, his playfulness, his wit, his mentoring, and his power… I mean, look at an acorn and then an oak tree, right? That is powerful magic! Listen and follow your passion!

Above is a photo of me, presenting Brigid, and offering from her Holy Well. Find a sacred place where you can bathe, swim, or sip from a sacred body of water. Indulge in letting the past be washed away, and then step away, whole, clean, and ready to accept the beauty, love, and riches which are awaiting you!

Blessed Be, Harm None, And So It Is!

When it’s over, it’s over, and so it Begins

The vultures came with the premonition of death, the Vikings warning of new territory and adventure, and the Angels came to support me.

The mailman came with a Certified Letter: the square hit in the forehead by the two-by-four I needed to make this necessary change.

Without all the muck, which boiled over from Cerridwyn’s cauldron, the tar-ish goo, sticking to the side and all, I now report I have been tossed from the fire and left to cool……

Little Red Corvette played on the radio.

The story begins where I quite my job, take on writing for a living and live my life along the Priestess Path…
Blessed Be!