02/11/2026
B l e s s e d S a m h a i n 🌀
We find a slower rhythm. Return to the quiet hum of Earth and to the wisdom of the body.
Held by the women who gathered in circle with us, honouring and welcoming those who came before; remembering their light lives on in us.
Shadow. Release. Fire. Ritual. Rest. Feast. ✨🌀
It is hard to put into words the feeling of this day. It was raw, open, emotionally deep. It was tears, laughter, love and remembrance. This offering created from my authentic depths, raw and from my heart. Something huge has shifted in me. A transformational weekend, it is time to relinquish the fear and self doubt and trust🌀
We have now entered the dark half of the year. A time of resting, turning inward and deepening our roots. I am already feeling the pull of the slower rhythm, of returning to ritual, writing and rest. For now, this space will be quieter as I feel the draw come away a little from the noise of social media, something right now is just whispering to me that this isn’t the place to be sharing, or perhaps sharing so much. So, I’ll be wintering, learning, writing and deepening my connection to ritual and this land. Things may be a little quiet, here, but I am feeling drawn to write, so I may, now and then, share something via Substack.
If you’d like to keep up to date with offerings over the next few months, my WhatsApp community will be a place for keeping up with classes and events, to hear about free gatherings and a wintering journey coming soon.
We gather again at Yule, Winter Solstice, DM me if you’d like to join us 🌀✨🌲
As above, so below. As within, so without. As the universe so the soul.
Love, always,
Amy
