A field note for late Summer..

A Guide for the Threshold Season
~ Stirring in roots, slowing with the earth, remembering who we are 

I arrived in Canada mid-June to visit my long distance partner here, Paddy. As we deepen into our time together and I get acquainted with these beautifully rich lands of British Columbia, I feel the earth slowly ripening right beneath my feet. Time seems to be whispering past, as late summer beckons and harvest season draws nearer. I feel a natural foot on the brakes at this time of threshold.. a slowing. a pause. a listening..I almost can't believe August is here in just a few days..

There’s something ancient in this part of the wheel, a call to gather and give thanks, but also to tend what is yet unseen. The sweetness of berries, the hum of bees, the low golden sun all remind me to stay close to the ground.

To touch root and rhythm

To let my hands smell of earth.

I've been soaking in the slow hums of summer~remote, creatively infused simple days that stretch like golden threads through time. After a full & emerging spring on the road in the UK and Europe, this season has arrived like a balm.

I’m no stranger to being in~motion, to the shapeshifting of hearths, kitchens, languages, and skies. My Sagittarius rising heart has always been called to journey, to gather stories and stir pots in far-off places.

But something softer is happening now. I feel quietly rooted. Not in a grand or definitive way but like wild thyme clinging to warm rock, like dandelion finding home in a crack of concrete. Temporary, maybe. yet sacred, still.

The soil here feels temporary for now, yes but something in it still welcomes roots. There’s a peace in this moment of pause. An unexpected contentment in knowing the fire doesn’t always need to blaze to be alive.

I think often of the hearth as a place, but maybe it’s more a practice carried with me, not just built from bricks but from intention, touch, repetition.. in the showing up wherever I find myself, whatever the landscape on the outside.. To let the trust for the seasons grow inside me... that in itself is a living practice.

And so, this season is a spell in itself. one of gathering, of ripening, of beginning that longer exhale.. I look to nature to anchor me into the medicine of where I find myself, both inside & out.

The medicine that is to be reaped & reciprocated

distilled & bottled for seasons coming....

Over the recent Virgo Moon I felt a nudge to sit down & create a 12 page spell book, inviting the beholder (me) into a simple deepening~ a musing, a ritual meditation on threshold medicine and the call to root a little deeper, a little wiser~ not just metaphorically but in tangible practice too. Bringing root medicine right into the heart of our kitchens, right to the palms of our hands, to the tips of our fingers; the bottoms of our bowls & bellies. I touch on bear medicine, a short Dandelion & Burdock materia medica aswel as rituals & recipes that may offer a holding through this threshold & beyond.

This is my seasonal gift to any who resonate and feel called to reap the medicine of the deep..I've made a promise to myself to be in practice of "showing my work" in new ways, ways that feel a little more of a push out of my comfort zone..So, here we are.

I'd love to hear how it lands for you.

Take good care & thanks for being here.