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Giving thanks for a week of community singing by the ocean 🌞
Graced by the winds and the waves 🌊
Our international crew of hilarious beings found respite in sharing lyrics and love 🤍
From group meditations, to meals, we bonded in our human experience ✨
Creating moments of profound belief in the power of Song and Soul 🕉️
Thank you @susieromusic for bringing us all together for this holiday retreat 🤗

Video @elevating.earth
Music @susieromusic
Editing @improbablereality taken in Paros Island, Greece by @improbablereality

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There is so much inside of me that wants to share with the world about the retreat that I assisted @susieromusic on Paros Island in Greece. The days were filled with yoga, meditation, Breathwork, singing, harmonizing, and laughing hysterically. We’ve got some pure magic we weave together! And while we work on editing some really special memories with our very talented @elevating.earth I’ll reveal some stills from our excursion to Lefkes. Such a privilege to rewire my brain and infuse some more feminine vocabulary into the world of photography! I love that I wasn’t captured or shot, rather I was preserved in time. Thank you, Daniella!

#paros #greece #lefkes #traveldiaries by @improbablereality

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Blessed balancing libra szn and all! Seems appropriate for me to chameleon my way out of jungle mermaid hippie into Eurotrip bae with a pit stop in the pumpkin patch.
Thanking Gaia for her rainbow blossoms and bumpy textures.

Absolutely seeing the final scene of Cruel Intentions rolling to credits with this song. No idea why IG recommended tho
#fall #equinox #autumn #pumpkin by @improbablereality

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I started collecting birds nests when I did a study with fire. My coven devoted a series of new moons to making fire together using flint and steel, placing fire in the center as our collective teacher. We developed a language of silence and presence with the spark. We sang the fire alive with tobacco prayer and traditional songs. By sourcing tinder and kindling from our immediate surroundings, we brought the earth to life/into light (yet again/one last time). In this good way, we give thanks to the land for being a part of the circle, for being the reason we circle, for holding our circle. The coven circles with the moon, with the songs, and the coven becomes more like fire. We help each other transmute energies, celebrating successes and supporting through hardships.

The fire is hungry and wants to be fed.

Dried flowers and herbs, resins and barks, sacred spirits, tobacco leaves, foods, ghee. The fire takes and feeds and replies with nourishing light and warmth.

I don’t have pictures of the magic because I put my camera down for these ceremonies. Well, that, and a photo could never contain the impossibly large flames which rise from conception. A dragon’s breath and a birds nest turning charcoal cloth into bonfire.

Rage on, my little birdies. Collect your twigs, raise your chickadees, and drop these to the ground for me to cradle with intention.
Points to anyone who recognizes which feathered friend made this one.

#birdlady #birdnest #nesting #maui taken in Maui, Hawaii by @improbablereality

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General attitude 🌛

1) @_hipocampo
2) @wordsarevibrations
3) @erica_peebus_art
4) @wordsarevibrations
5) @shakti.samadhi.design
6) @cosmogyny
7) @blackandbone_
8) @animamundiherbals
9) @mokshakusa
10) @libawaringstambollion by @improbablereality

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I could tell you about the hurricane, and could you hear it?

A hurricane speaks. She speaks to me with air and water and shows me how to mold earth and I respond with fire.

I stoke flames as she soaks with rains. The whole day is me and the storm and the stove. It’s the hearth of the matter. She is telling the story, can you hear?

Could your ears distinguish the sound of the water and the air changing in ferocity? The number of raindrops falling against the leaves increases as the branches are extended past their normal reaches. Can you hear the velocity through the voices of the trees? Do you hear the pitter patter turning into a sheet of rain? Do you remember all the ways that water moves through air and onto earth?

Truly, where is this rain beginning? Does she rise from the sea and ascend into the clouds to travel in a chariot of moisture? Might she be following a pathway of sacred spirals across a vast distance, on highways that are beyond my concept of timezones, traversing through and up and over and higher still? And then the rain begins again. She is reborn as she fearlessly leaps from The Nest and flies downward.
The rain is speeding.
The rain is surrendering.
The rain is directed by a Storm, which is also Rain, which is also Wind.

And it is all Ocean.

Continued in comments…

#hurricane #musings #wildearth #maui by @improbablereality

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Something something relationships teach us about compromise? Exhibit A: Sal tipping her hat so Kyle wins the brim wars and she gets a rare photo of a smoochie. Cred to my expert shutterbug @mrs.liz.link

Happy full moon in Aquarius babes, go get you a dope adventure! What a perfect reason to play vacation on this lil volcano.

#maui #aloha #saltlife #vibes taken in Maui, Hawaii by @improbablereality

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“Trees grow slow
And trees grow strong
Trees sway with the wind their whole lives long
Trees hold the earth as they reach for the sky
Even fallen trees still feed the seeds they cast before they die.”

#vrikshasana #treepose #treehugger #sacredvalley taken in Sacred Valley, Peru by @improbablereality

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Happy new moon in Cancer.

Quick, get in the water and give thanks.

Remember the unchanging one
Ever present
Below and above
The seeker is now sought
Because if it can be lost it isn’t love.

#cancer #cancerseason #newmoon #newmoonritual by @improbablereality

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Disrupting my typical content for a different kind of new moon ritual:

Disruption.

This is how we shake a bad habit from its foundation.

It’s how we stay in harmony with Don Miguel Ruiz’s 5th agreement: to be skeptical in order to ask better questions.

Yes, beloved, say it out loud, and don’t let the mind run wild with assumptions.

Hear my own voice cast the spell.
And question what sounds out of alignment.
Especially in my own patterns.
Particularly with my own behavior.

This new moon isn’t about projecting my addictions onto others.

It’s about leaning into what I love and questioning what I fear WITH that loving awareness.

It’s connecting with Gaia, the flowers she grows, and the flowers within me, growing from the compost of old limiting habits.

This isn’t some vague suggestion. It’s a practical contract, and how I respond to divine guidance directly correlates to how I succeed.

The celestial bodies want us to listen.

Least I toil away in fantasy…Watching the thorns poke blood from my skin when I let them.

Or
Learning how to carefully handle the stems and petals -with- the thorns.

Balancing in the S P A N D A of this precious mystery.

And so it is.

Blessed dark moon in Cancer, my witchy ones.

Images from my bb @almaravision

#newmoon #cancer #cancerseason #roses by @improbablereality

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