Goodnight Moon


I make it a habit to celebrate the full and new moons with tea,

and a close friend of mine, Theresa.

Today, this spark of an idea hit me about relationships. Relationships pertaining to kindred.

What is kindred to me? Those persons, places and objects that resonate with a common spirit that need not be blood-tied.

Those people we can be vulnerable with, tell our deepest secrets without worry of judgement. Those close soul-parts of ours who we just click with wholeheartedly. Those persons who have seen the good, bad and the downright ugly and who have not shied away…

Those places where we can be vulnerable to show our beauty and experience wonder. Those favourite, sacred places we go from time to time that make our hearts purr…

Those simple objects that  seem to reflect like a mirror and share a common story with that of our own story and memory…

Theresa happens to be one of my kindred.

And I look forward to our next midnight tea.

Goodnight Moon.


Sea of Daffodils


A walk one day took me away,
On a sea of daffodils.
The petals smiled- in joy
that Spring was here.
As my feet and outstretched fingertips felt their velvet,
My heart sang, my skin goosed,
and my spirit soared-
High above a sea of gold.

The Wholehearted Parenting Manifesto by Brené Brown

You all know that I became a fan of Brené Brown the second I clicked on her lecture on Vulnerability on TED a few years ago. After seeing her on Oprah’s Super Soul Sunday this last weekend, I decided to really do some more research and catch up with her. Now, she has written a new book, Daring Greatly! Check out this excerpt:

Above all else, I want you to know that you are loved and lovable. You will learn this from my words and actions–the lessons on love are in how I treat you and how I treat myself.

I want you to engage with the world from a place of worthiness. You will learn that you are worthy of love, belonging, and joy every time you see me practice self-compassion and embrace my own imperfections.

We will practice courage in our family by showing up, letting ourselves be seen, and honoring vulnerability. We will share our stories of struggle and strength. There will always be room in our home for both.

We will teach you compassion by practicing compassion with ourselves first; then with each other. We will set and respect boundaries; we will honor hard work, hope, and perseverance. Rest and play will be family values, as well as family practices.

You will learn accountability and respect by watching me make mistakes and make amends, and by watching how I ask for what I need and talk about how I feel.

I want you to know joy, so together we will practice gratitude.

I want you to feel joy, so together we will learn how to be vulnerable.

When uncertainty and scarcity visit, you will be able to draw from the spirit that is a part of our everyday life.

Together we will cry and face fear and grief. I will want to take away your pain, but instead I will sit with you and teach you how to feel it.

We will laugh and sing and dance and create. We will always have permission to be ourselves with each other. No matter what, you will always belong here.

As you begin your Wholehearted journey, the greatest gift that I can give to you is to live and love with my whole heart and to dare greatly.

I will not teach or love or show you anything perfectly, but I will let you see me, and I will always hold sacred the gift of seeing you. Truly, deeply, seeing you.

It really moves me, not only because I am a product of domestic abuse, but also as a person who is human and wants to be loved, seen and heard. If I could, I would give Brené a HUGE hug, because I truly believe that if any family decides to make this or just a part of this manifesto a part of their lives, lives have been truly changed for the better.

Click over to Brenés FREE Download of the poster. Be inspired to be wholehearted not only the way you parent, but also the way in which you treat all other living things. Don’t be afraid to confront your own shame. Check out her other TED lecture on Listening to Shame. 

Evermore in Love,


Being Attuned to Usui Reiki 1


This morning I slept in, cleaned my room, did some laundry, and proceeded to take a sacred shower. I got out, dried off, and misted myself with some Rose, Rosemary, and Grapefruit essential oil mist I had made for the occasion; because today, I prepared for my first attunement in Reiki.

I sat in lotus position, turned on my playlist with Loreena McKennitt, lit my candles and incense, and added a few tarot cards for visualization. I opened myself up, began my rhythmic breathing, and allowed myself to be swept away…

This process is more of a initiation  where a Reiki Master facilitates a release of obstructions in the student’s energy channels and aura. This is where the students built up issues from their life begin to release and lift up. It opens and aligns what is already a part of the student. It is a sacred moment of moving from one phase of life towards another, and in studying Usui Reiki, there are three main attunements that occur before one then becomes a Master teacher  her/himself.

During this initiation meditative state, the student can experience many different things, one of which is the characteristic warmth/heat of hands that goes along with healing-touch.

For me I saw many different waves of moving colour. Some were circle rings that moved like water in and out, some where wave movements and still, others formed images. Some were rainbow, some were bright green and turquoise blue. Some were purple with stars behind the colour. It was a pretty trippy fireworks show.

Physically, I felt several things. There was a slight pain/crack on the top right of my head that burned down to the base of my occipital bone.

Then it slowly went down to my chest center like a running stream of water, down into my solar plexus which felt like electrical pangs of hunger, and then finally down to both my feet, which tingled as well as felt warm.

My left hand felt like I was holding a fire ball, and my right felt like I was holding a snow ball. Each had an electrical feel, and also a warm pulsating static electric feeling. You know that feeling when you’ve just come in from a really long hike in the winter time? When your hand feels so cold that it feels hot? That’s my best explanation of how that went.

After the hour long meditation, I simply looked in the mirror and noticed my eyes were a little teary.

My face felt warm and plump as if I had just been the gym. As I touched my face with my fingers, it was as if I was saying hello to a long lost friend. I paused my meditation music, layed down for a moment to soak it all in. I felt happy, strong, and at peace.

I felt warm, hungry, alive, yet also a little tired. As if I was only partially here and there, but what is odd is that I felt as grounded as I ever have before.

I drank the glass of cold water I had poured for myself afterwards, and just let it glide down my throat. It woke me up a bit and ignited my cravings for a nice big lunch.

So, now I am sitting here, eating some leftover mushroom, red tomato, chicken and farfalle with a tasty fresh slices of mozzarella, basil and tomatoes with a balsamic vinaigrette. My taste buds thank me. My belly definitely thanks me. And my heart thanks me as this amazing journey towards healing begins.

After sharing what I experienced with my teacher, she responded:

Hello Derek, Thank you so much for sharing! 🙂

I discovered that your chakras were already very clean and balanced.  I detected just a few teensy dark flecks in the area of the left solar plexus, and in the area of the physical pancreas.  Most likely these were just indications of being a bit hungry. 

It is also apparent that you have already established a strong connection through your Gaia or Earthstar chakra.  This would make perfect sense though with the shamanic work you have been doing in the lower world.  I see these energies as infrared light with a dynamic oil slick quality to them.  They impart an extremely subtle pinkish oil slick quality to the lower three chakras… 
I am glad to know that you are nurturing yourself well following your attunement. 

All Snake’s Day


Today is the celebrated day the Druids tricked St. Patrick into thinking the snakes had all been banished.

“After all, we snakes are still here and we are thriving! We’re lean, green, Pagan machines who welcome the Sun God and the Green Goddess with open arms, excited with what the warmer seasons have to offer in terms of their bounty and boundless possibilities. Just like the snake who sheds his outer skin, so do we shed our warm, protective clothing and feel the warmth on our faces and skin. We may even hoist a horn of mead or ale to share with our kith and kin, bringing family and friends together to make plans and celebrate the friendship that got us through the darker winter days.

So Happy All Snakes Day to you, fellow pagans! Go out and revel in the heat that warms your snake skin. And I will raise a toast to you and yours while we enjoy the longer days together. As for St. Patrick? It’s only fitting that we extend him some Irish hospitality for his special day if he’ll lower his ash staff and share a pint or two with us.”-

It does not go without saying that I am not a huge fan of Saint Patrick. In my book, a few of his choice tactics were not befitting a saint. However, being of Irish ancestry, I am a huge fan of celebrating today.

St. Patrick’s Day/ All Snake’s Day runs deep in my veins, and I am very happy to get my green on. For me, today is a day where foolish frolicking is accepted by the masses. It brings a bit more fun than the pure Ostara/Easter celebrations in just a few days.

What better way to celebrate Spring’s Coming than with a happy belly full of food, and a happy pint of something refreshing?


Enchanted Spot of Sunshine


Good morning lovelies!
It’s been awhile since I began my exile. I hope you can find a little spot of enchanted sunshine like this one I found the other day. May it keep your heart and smile warm during these gloomy rainy days ahead of us…but don’t you just love the sound of drops hitting the roof? I know I do. There is such a peace there.
Ahh…breathe in that spring-time scent of wet earth, crisp grasses, and electric thunder clouds…

Evermore in Love, your friend,