MOTHER OF PENTACLES
What makes a home a home? Is it the soft brush of a shaggy rug under the balls of your feet? The skin that cracks between your fingers after washing too many dishes? The satisfaction of pulling that last speck of dust from that tiny corner crevice? Is it the eyes that light up when you walk in the door...
MOTHER OF WANDS
I stood in a sea of francophones at Webster Hall, gazing at lights dancing among admiring eyes. Héloise Letissier of Christine and the Queens paced across the stage, jokingly sharing apprehension about being weird and unsure amongst her musical heroines at an awards dinner. I sensed her jokes were maybe half true...
DAUGHTER OF CUPS
Last year, I took a long hiatus from dating. Or rather, I spent some time dating myself. It wasn’t easy. There were months of tucking under covers, staring at the ceiling, longing, and wondering “why am I doing this?” Bit by bit, the question was answered. As I prepared beautiful meals for one, stroked lavender everything into...
MOTHER OF WANDS
There is a girl who gives permission. She practices radical self love, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly. She dances everyday, collaborates with tenderness, panache, and indecision. She knits vulnerability onto her sleeve and...
MOTHER OF PENTACLES
"You can ask for more love,” your voice whispered through the phone to my stifling sobs. I wanted desperately to believe you but your words held the stunning weight of impossibility against the ache in my chest. I explained through...
DAUGHTER OF WANDS
The Daughter of Wands is the freshest form of fire. It is the candle flickering in the morning light. The embers floating in the air cast by the stream of your breath into your sage smudgestick as you clear away the energy...
SON OF SWORDS + III | THE EMPRESS
The Son of Swords is a seeker. Sharp eyes, sharp dives and you can be sure he’ll come up with the snitch and he’s ready to share it. This week is all about connection and contribution. We are in full Libra swing and...
