Ancestors.

I’ve been working with my ancestors since I was a small child and looked to dead family members for guidance. They would come to me in my dreams when I was older and that’s where I found my passion for dream knowledge.

I grew up with the belief that we should revere our ancestors, listening to stories from long ago, traditions and beliefs. I found out that I have Romany ancestors from my paternal grandmother. I also found out that my family have a long line going way back to the Celtic tribes of what is now the UK. My ancestors were the Carvetti tribe, the area they occupied is modern day Cumbria.

I have always been different to my peers, as a child I knew things before they happened. I had dreams of things yet to happen, I understood my dreams and learnt to interpret dream meanings. I’ve never really wanted to fit in, it’s just not who I am.

Working with my guides and ancestors has given me comfort when life has thrown a whole shit show at me. I’ve also been as pissed as hell with them when things haven’t worked out in a way I’d hoped.

When I need them, I know they’re ready to come to my aid. My bloodline, my heritage, my ancient tribe. They’re behind me, they’ve got me.

People talk about paganism, witchcraft, et al. and feel that one group or another should define you. Belonging to a group, a coven, a working circle can be useful, but it can also be a pain when the in group fighting starts up. And it usually does start up. No matter how long a group has been going, there can be warring factions within that fracture the group, test the loyalties of the founding members, or those who are more recent additions. I’ve been involved with groups that have had so much drama they could give a tv soap opera a run for their money!

But define you? Should a group define who you are? I guess we are all different when it comes to answering that. Personally I don’t let a group define who I am. Especially nowadays when most group workings are done online. Can you really trust those you meet online? Even those you have known for years? There will be those who can be trusted, and those who can’t. It’s like everything else in life to be honest, some good people and some bad.

But the ancestors you choose to work with and build a trusting rapport with, they can always be relied upon. They want you to succeed. They will protect you, guide you, counsel you. You are their future. You are who they fought for, gave their lives for, worked hard for. They knew that one day someone would be born into the world and would recognise that they wanted to carry on the work they started. They stand with you. Always.

A recent discussion with someone I know online reminded me how imperative it is to have the backing of your ancestral line behind you. It’s also important to remember that ancestors don’t have to have been a witch or a wise woman. The family line isn’t always defined by witch working. My parents weren’t witches, although my Dad always had books on witchcraft, as well as other religions. My kids are, my grandchild is whether she knows it yet or not. There are wise women around 200 years ago and back in time, but those who weren’t witches in life are forces to be reckoned with, as in life so in death. They are fierce and protective.

Ancestral work can be so rewarding, but if new to the practice you should definitely give it time to gel.

A review of Peyton’s Promise. 21/06/2022.

In the summer of 1902 Peyton Quinn arrives at her new place of employment, as an upholsterer for the Emery’s. She discovers that her lifelong friend, Patrick is also employed there.

They have been friends since they were children and Patrick is keen to rekindle their friendship, hoping for something more, Peyton insists they should just be friends.

As they grow closer jealousy rears it’s ugly head and the work that Peyton is doing gets sabotaged.

The story is quaint and is interlaced with the Christian faith. Both characters have their faith tested and as the story develops you get a better understanding of how important faith is to them both.

The storyline is genteel, the characters typical of the time. The author has put a lot of work into her characters and they have depth to them.

I enjoyed reading this book, it felt lighthearted and refreshing, despite some characters only having a brief appearance.

I would recommend this book. It is predominantly aimed at a Christian audience but I believe anyone can enjoy this book.

This story highlights the struggles that females had in the early 20th century. It touches upon how women who believed in equality were accused of been radicals. Even those who believed in such a cause were frightened to speak up and show support for fear of reprisals.

I loved how their faith kept them moving forward and believing that a higher purpose was aiding them in their lives. That said, Peyton has a crisis of faith but circumstances see her turning to her faith once more for comfort.

There are other books in this serious but I haven’t read them yet. I do believe that you can read this as a stand-alone story.

Thoroughly enjoyable read and well crafted plot and characters. Five star rating for this quaint read.

Healing from trauma.

Trauma hits on all levels. It’s complex, yet simple. We store traumatic memories within our body, so even when we heal our minds the trauma lives on inside of us.

This is the beginning of my journey down this path. I can see how I’ve been affected for many years and now I want to work with removing trauma from my body.

Better late than never…

Life is OTT busy right now. I’ve been telling myself that being too busy makes me sick, it sort of does, but that’s not the whole story.

Being too busy stresses me out. Stress makes me ill. As I’ve come to the end of another year of uni studies I can see where the changes need to be made.

Study is important to me, I need to devote time to that. Family is important too, obviously, and just as obviously time needs devoted to this area too.I’ve decided to cut back on social media and limit my time on YouTube.

I’ve amassed a rather large collection of self care books and I’m finally heeding the message, look after myself too.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, we need to look after us, ourselves. It’s not selfish, it’s vital.

When adults can’t adult.

I saw this meme on Facebook last week and immediately said “omg yes”

A couple of years ago someone I thought was my friend just ghosted me. This wasn’t the first time they did this, but this time I was going though some personal stuff and got friend dumped.

And because they did this mutual friends did it too. I can categorically say I did nothing to any of them, but the friend lied about me. Wicked lies that claimed I borrowed £10k and hadn’t paid it back. Wicked lies that claimed me and someone else went to their place of work and stole from them. Side note: I’ve never met either in real life.

I cannot abide people who dislike and fall out with other people because a friend told them lies and expects them to fall out with that person too. What are we, 12? The scene in my head where this happens is of a high school corridor and Frenemy flounces past with their crew, all eyes straight ahead acting like I don’t exist.

This stuff happens in educational establishments the world over. Once we reach maturity and leave those places behind, childish practices get left behind too.

Mostly.

Sadly, for some people, they aren’t happy unless there is conflict and drama. The person I am referring to has this down to pat. And so many fall for their bullshit. Alienating people on a whimsical notion of loyalty to their chum.

My message is loud and clear: if you dislike me, make sure I have actually done something to you and not because your puppet master has said so.

New chapter.

It was my birthday recently and for the first time since I was 16 I felt amazing. The day was quiet. I spent it doing normal day to day stuff, then went out for afternoon tea with my husband.

Happiness. Simple pleasures.

I began 2022 with the intention of healing. That was my theme of the year. I wouldn’t say I’m healed completely, but so much darkness has lifted from me. So much clarity.

Moving forward knowing that I’m recovering.

Be You.

We talk a lot about being authentic, showing up as our authentic selves. Doing the work on our own inner garden, inner selves, will allow us to be just us. No pretence. No mask for the world to see, just our own brilliant selves.

It’s actually harder than you might think, to be 100% authentically ourselves. There are many faces we present to the outside world, masks that protect us from scorn, ridicule, fear, judgment. We are often afraid to be ourselves.

Showing up just as you are can present many challenges, but the rewards are plentiful. There’s no need to pretend to be someone you’re not. There’s no need to lie about anything, being yourself requires no falsehood.

You may lose people along the way. That is a price worth paying, I believe anyway. If people can’t be around you when you’re being yourself then you have to ask what part of your truth offends or triggers them?

Being yourself doesn’t mean shouting and hurling abuse. Being yourself means letting go of anger. Being yourself means living your truth. You’re not hurting anyone, so any offence others feel is their issue to deal with, not yours.

Be you. Love you. ❤️