Kirstie Sivapalan
The Libran full moon watched over me and my family today. That benevolent dictator smiled down on us as we spent the day exploring ancient ruins and Northumbrian towns, forgoing conversations of one upmanship and selfish tendencies in favour of a day of familial harmony and connection. A day to be grateful for. Full Moon… Continue reading Libran outing
I woke today with a feeling of expanse and freedom. Nothing has changed on the surface in the last 24 hours but whatever the shift was at the time of the solar eclipse is definitely working its way through. A number of people have wondered out loud over the last few months why I needed… Continue reading Faith and Freedom
All done. Said goodbye to my work, my work family and my HR identity. I feel so grateful that this last year has been so full of love, warmth and care in my 9-5 life. Just the send off for the next chapter. That open-hearted group of people might not realise it but their interest… Continue reading Fulham Farewell
Made it to my HR work today. Lots of tying up of bits and pieces, handover arrangements and a few poignant conversations. It was difficult to stay focused. It had that feeling of moving house. When you've taken down pictures, packed away books and various nick nacks and you realise how echoey everything sounds when… Continue reading Office move
Last day of the month and normally I would do my tweet-style summary. But maybe it's because I am still conserving my energy or maybe something else entirely because today I don't feel like doing that. And maybe its because of the eclipse. I look back over the month of wise women, waiting, Taureans, sparkly… Continue reading A different view
Today was meant to be a day in the office, my last week, but my hacking cough and slight temperature kept me a home. Sigh. Not only that but writing also seems to be beyond me still, unsurprising given that my throat chakra is currently in what my pendulum would describe as "chaos" Nothing for… Continue reading Time for Tigger?
Resting again today, this period of detox is not to be rushed. As I was thinking of what to write today a piece of prose that was given to me during my crystal healing course came to mind... It has no fabric, only understanding. It has no membership save those who know they belong. … Continue reading The Church of Love
Near my work is a small crystal shop (yes signs everywhere it's not even central London). I've popped into it on a lunch time with my work friends and of course a few crystals found their way home with me. One such crystal is the size of a large pebble, smooth like jade, dark green… Continue reading My touchstone
Today I am feeling incredibly low and it's as if I'm sitting in a dark, deep hole wondering how I got there. I see that transit Chiron sitting on my Sun and opposing my Moon might be the sign-post with big red flashing lights that this was going to be a week of exposed wounds… Continue reading Uplifting spirit
Still caught in the grips on the solar eclipse detox which has manifested as a chest infection. I feel dreadful and each of my senses is in full rebellion. I caught myself looking forward to post detox when I am all shiny and new and that reminded me of a conversation we had at the… Continue reading The State within
Writing and M.E. 