Peeling onions.....

Welcome to a space betwixt and between, where you're welcome to dwell a whiles. On the edge of a village, and natures wildings, here's the cottage door ajar. The realms of folk yet beyonds. The kettles on, up for a brew? Could be Baba Yaga's place? Labels are accepted writ only upon jars, and the transmutation of others lead into pathways to creativity and magix....

So if someone's named you with words or invocations of a paradigm that wounds, lets unpick that. I feel you. Re-embroider and re-stitch in language that mends and nourishes....Be it physical, emotional, mental or spirit name calling....we can transform that....

Touched by resonance from the cracking open which occurs when one has experiences that vary from consensual reality. Painted with a brush, hand crafted by over 30 years of shadow boxing, blended with integration. I will make an attempt to share some recipes, which may be botanically inclined. I know we get told, pharma is the key when there's grey areas, one, yes'm fair call, but one that can take years to undo the chemical changes and conditioning of. Speaking from hard won onion peeling. Layer after layer...

When you remove a support, suppressive or otherwise, its like a poor soil requires organic matter to feed growth, and often shit is the best source. Composted, it becomes optimally capable of holding life giving water. Element of the emotions, these are oft what we must process, learn to be with to move through to the other side of to connect in authentically. What else are we here to do? It can hurt, tears may fall, yet also belly sides shake with laughter.

I'm stretching my neurons to write this in a way that opens up to potentials. Allows you to insert your story, whilst expressing aspects of mine. Juggling of a kind. Between the places in our bodies said neuron cells exist. The brain, the heart and the gut. Homes of consciousness linked and blending in intuition. Inner compass's to be reawakened, where there may have been shutting down. May it be so in embodiment...bare feet on earth...

A few recipe ingredients for a tender heart...

Musix, singing, that moves you, which can block invasive vibes (or voices) and shift energy. Kitchen boogie highly recommended.

Flowers, preferably live and growing in your garden, found or gifted. Colours variety of...

Fresh greens, picked in a basket...

Food that involves scents n possibly bubbling whilst cooking, toes curling in a dance when eating on your fav plate. Do you have one?

Candles, always candles...

A familiar to cuddle, read and speak out loud to, or several....

Dear friends, a small circle of trusty folk is preferable to a large hoo ha gathering in my books. But whatevs worx...

Those well reduced down pharma meds have to still take in the now. Paradox. Note: not to be taken in isolation without several other ingredients ;-).

Crafting, arting, journalling, doodling...

Tears, let em fall...

Soft textures and fabrics mmmm....

New experiences. 

Nature, but then is there anything that isn't? Fair question...