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meditation: Bursting into blossom
Emma Johnson 18/04/2025 Emma Johnson 18/04/2025

meditation: Bursting into blossom

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MEDITATION: spring RENEWAL
Emma Johnson 11/04/2025 Emma Johnson 11/04/2025

MEDITATION: spring RENEWAL

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MEDITATION: TENDING YOUR INNER GARDEN
Emma Johnson 04/04/2025 Emma Johnson 04/04/2025

MEDITATION: TENDING YOUR INNER GARDEN

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REFLECTION: Spring’s ENERGIES
Emma Johnson 28/03/2025 Emma Johnson 28/03/2025

REFLECTION: Spring’s ENERGIES

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Ritual: Equinox Prayer
Emma Johnson 21/03/2025 Emma Johnson 21/03/2025

Ritual: Equinox Prayer

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REFLECTION: Temple of Spring
Emma Johnson 21/03/2025 Emma Johnson 21/03/2025

REFLECTION: Temple of Spring

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REFLECTION: GREETING SPRING
Emma Johnson 14/03/2019 Emma Johnson 14/03/2019

REFLECTION: GREETING SPRING

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Circle last week. What potent, powerful magic. Warmed by the evening sun, gathered in my garden, around this altar of flowers, held by each other, by nature, by the earth, by circle. Beautiful, enormous, courageous hearts offering stories and truth w
We're planning something really special for the summer edition of Ground & Gather - a shared feast together, under a canopy of trees; a women's circle held in a wild woodland glade; sunny afternoon hammock lazing; meditations standing barefoot on
An invitation to circle. To hold yourself and your stories with infinite care, to meet truth with compassion, to be witnessed in our, joy, pain, uncertainty, in our knowing and our not knowing. A couple of spaces left in circle tonight - link to bo
Circle tonight, a loving soft space to sink into. Couple of spaces left if you'd like to be there. If you've landed in your week feeling heavy or low, needing nurture, a place to share the load of the things we carry, a community of compassionate wom
I love this. The stories of others are the things that awaken truth within. They're what unlocks our hearts and reminds us that we are not alone. They are what connects us more deeply to the mythology of our lives and our lineage. Our stories deserve
Slow morning. Going gently with a tender heart. Today is always rough. Not just the absence of anywhere to send a card with heartfelt words, not just the posy of flowers from my garden that I take to a grave rather than the warm hands of my mother. N
A snapshot of future magic. Bluebells. Green shoots amongst the trees that, warmed by the sun in the coming days, will bloom into precious bluebells. Bluebells that (crossing everything) are going to be out when we gather in the woods a week from t