Mari is a Basque Goddess. She is one of the few Basque deities that survived Christianity. She is associated with storms, wind, hail and nature. It said she lives underground in a cave and when she rides through the sky you’ll know! Mari is wild and free. She is a powerful natural force that moves through us all. She is ancient and she won’t hesitate to call you out, force you to see your illusions and change your unhealthy strategies. Like the wind she will blow through, creating storms where necessary. When those storms come up, look for the opportunities. Understand that when the wind blows down those branches, it is because they were old, damaged or dead. They needed to be cleared in order to allow for new healthier growth. Hers is a “big picture” wisdom. She does not care for small minds or personal drama. She asks you to redefine yourself and see how you fit into that big picture. There is no time to waste. Learn how to ride those storms and bend with the wind. Learn what it is you need to do and apply yourself to that bigger destiny. Perhaps you are Mari and you need to learn to use your voice to teach others these things. Show them their illusions, initiate them to a higher level of being. But do not get caught up in the drama. Be a force of nature, no judgement, only action. (Excerpt from the upcoming Goddess Coloring Book! Stay tuned!)

Early on in my life I learned that I could hear dead people. I didn’t always see them so much, but I could hear. It upset me. They were never unkind or anything, I didn’t fear them, I feared the living. What would people think of me? Would they think I was crazy? Hearing voices? I did my best to keep it quiet.

Now that I am older and have experienced so much more, I am letting it be known that I do this. I have seen how it can help people and I’d like to be able to help. My fears have gone from caring about what people think of me to the fear of letting people down. I gave my first reading last night. One in which I simply sat down with the client, we poured a cup of tea and I listened. I was worried that I wouldn’t pick up on anyone or that no one would show up. I needn’t have worried. It was quite a busy night.

I can hear spirits, I don’t control them. I can’t force them to show up. And if they show up, I can’t force them to talk. I don’t decide who steps into the room and it might not have been who you had hoped for.  As I have more successes I’m feeling better about what I do. Life is a strange thing. So many twists and turns. But for me it’s really nice to know, really know, that once the body dies it isn’t the end. And although our loved ones seem to be gone after they die, you might be surprised to learn that they are much closer than you think.  (photo credit: here)