In the stillness of the morning, before the sun has fully risen, I stand barefoot on the dew-covered grass and breathe in the sweet, earthy scent of the moist grass below my feet.
I had a particular crisis. It was around the tail end of my Saturn return and I thought I was going to die.
I started like a lot of people during the first lockdown. I had finished tidying my garden and when I started in the shed I found a couple of moulds I'd bought years ago and out of boredom I thought I'd do a few castings for fun.
Hello! My name is Nika. I am delighted and honoured to be part of the Saoro community.
SHE holds me, She inspires me and teaches me to TRUST, trust my intuition and divine intelligence
When I die This is what I wish Please sing to me Until your voices join
In the ocean of becoming. All life rises together. Falls together. Not one without the other. Not other without the one.
What stories are inside you mama? What stories are you pregnant with? What stories live and breathe inside of you? What stories are you caught inside of? What stories are you navigating?
After taking a break from technology it’s good to be back with another post. I’m hoping over the coming weeks I can get through my ever growing back log of blog posts.
Do not fight life Fight with all that is within you, that is against Life. Abuse, cruelty, injustices, homelessness, war, ignorance.