8 years ago I found myself living in a small trailer on a wild property. Bucks walked by my window, foxes bounded through the grass, owls called to each other across the meadow as coyotes yipped in the distance.

In this space a calling entered my spirit to connect with my ancestors, the ones who spoke the language of animals. The primal, wild ones who felt like the rocks that civilization is built upon.

If you're finding yourself bone weary with occasional bursts of popping up then falling back down again…

If you're finding yourself desperately chasing the sunshine… 

If you're finding yourself yearning for deeper connection but without the capacity to handle others just yet…

If you're courting the creative muse and it's just not flowing yet…

If grief is still holding court in your body, heart and lungs…

If you're feeling impatient, anxious, overwhelmed, weary…

If you're one of the early bloomers who love the colder temps like Hellebore making herself known, blossoming in the shade for weeks now…

Can I somehow reassure you it's all okay?

Embrace the Scorpio-season vibes by contemplating: is there anything you can clear that makes space for more magic, more possibility, and more transformation?

It doesn't have to be complicated. I personally cleared off some desk space and also blocked off some calendar time for creativity, an area I'm always open to more magic.

Autumnal Scorpio also loves going deep, so turn this prompt inwards as well (with gentle curiosity).

Over the past few months, I've done more Tarot readings than ever before. There are two common themes coming up.

A particularly skeptical person who requested a Tarot reading at a recent show said, “That's so obvious. That's nothing I don't know.”

I looked into her jaded eyes, fogged over with searching and the desire to hear something new and inspiring and asked, “Is it? Is it obvious?”

You may know something, and it's quite different to live and embody it.

This year I’m challenging myself to fully complete a draft of my memoir of being a juvenile delinquent. More than a decade ago, pieces were a regular feature on my blog. I’ll be sharing snippets to continue to hold myself accountable because it’s tiiiime to complete this birth journey.

Mercury Retrograde got you off kilter? Meet your new crystal BFFs

Lately in my household we've been selling a lot of stuff online. If you've done this recently, YOU KNOW.

All my judgments come out about flakes, people who won't do their own research, the bartering, ghosting, no-shows, all the issues of excess stuff… and then there are THE TROLLS.

I had a payment troll recently. After some serious fraud last year, a couple red flags went up, but nothing concrete so I kept answering questions.

Looking back, I gave out way too much info, but ultimately nothing compromising. After reporting, banning and blocking, I had some minutes of beating myself up — all the old scripts from childhood started playing right on cue… gullible, stupid, no common sense…

Then I started to rant and get angry about “these people,” “wasting their creativity,” and how I want to be a trusting person, but clearly that's not possible in the world anymore. I must return to being vigilant! Like the Kathy of my 20s who lived alone in the big city!

Having a word for the year is so much more interesting than setting goals (you can have those too). A word for the year help with intention, and it can surprise you in the ways it shows up.

At the beginning of this year I signed on for a full-time job with a W-2 and everything. This was a bold growth move for me and ultimately a path of deep magical workings.

At the time I tried my best to evaluate “opportunity cost,” a term I'm reading about in a book on entrepreneurship. I knew the choice to have a full-time job had both wins and losses. Some are obvious and just as I predicted. Some were not obvious and took time to come to light.

I knew time and certain types of freedom would be trade-offs, which is part of the reason my husband and I decided to get a puppy. We didn't know we were going to do this, but the consistency of my job gave us the opportunity to bring in Wasabi and give him the time and regular schedule needed during his growth and training. And we already knew we wouldn't be taking any big trips together until I accrued paid time off.

The latest fear cropping up for me is the fear of being boring.

The terrain of my life changed so drastically in the last several months. I work from home, I have a job, I have a puppy, and now when I travel, I travel for work rather than my adventurous wanderings of pre-pandemic years.  

With all these shifts, my extracurriculars also shifted. Suddenly I'm not so available. When I do have unplanned time, I like it that way. I prioritize my marriage and family, wont to make other plans.

But I'm aware that my world is feeling small.

Or is it?

Life has been a whirlwind of changes in the past few months, which is a common pattern in my life with the transition from Winter to Spring. Even though I love change, it takes time to adapt and integrate the shifts. I catch my internal judge being extra judgey when I need to rest, go to a café rather than make tea at home, or slug out on the couch for a mindless binge fest.

Are you putting pressure on yourself to make money or to work in a particular way? This year marks a big year for changing my money beliefs. I started in on money work intentionally once a girlfriend in 2020 told me I likely qualify for PUA — pandemic unemployment assistance. That was my first time receiving unemployment, and it held powerful lessons for me.