Category: Blog Vibe

Hello, hello beautiful souls. How are you all?  I wanted to check in and find out what’s happening in everyone’s lives right now.  In my last blog (for the Pisces Blue Moon) I spoke about great truths being revealed and emotional matters being illuminated or, if you have been feeling Read More

Here in Tasmania, we are bathing under the light of the Blue Moon in Pisces – a Super Moon no less. This means the moon will appear bigger and brighter because it’s closer than usual to the earth. The last ‘Blue Moon’ happened on August 22, 2021 and the next Read More

Hello beautiful souls. How are you all? I’ve been holding off sharing the excitement until certain ‘i’s’ were dotted and all the ‘t’s’ were crossed, but I can now announce Gaia’s Light is relocating to Tasmania. YAY!!! FINALLY!!! We have found the home that ticked all the boxes – the Read More

The New Moon in Taurus happens once a year when the Sun is in the sign of Taurus. New Moons are always about beginnings, a time when things take root. A Taurus New Moon is all about ‘getting real’. My mum was a Taurus and let’s just say …  she Read More

Since the launch of Gaia’s Light, I have met so many people who have experienced trauma in their lives. Indeed, I’ve come to realise how prevalent it is whether it’s Trauma with a capital T or trauma with a small t. My early ideas of Gaia’s Light were primarily around Read More

How many of you feel as though you are on a path of accelerated learning at the moment? I don’t mean in the traditional education sense, (though for some of you that may be the case too). I’m thinking more along the lines of Spiritual lessons. If so, do read Read More

Hello beautiful souls how are you? I’ve been absent on social media for a bit – what’s new? I hear you cry. Well – it’s been a busy (but strange) time. I’ve had the joy of working with a great bunch of people in Peter Williams’ Inna Powa group exploring Read More

Today’s date – 29th January – has long held its own energy. It was the last time I held my mum’s hand as she slipped away. It seemed, even at that time, to be an honour, a sacred privilege to hold her hand, to be with her as she crossed Read More