04/05/2026
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“In archetypal lore there is the idea that if one prepares a special psychic place, then the being, the creative force, the soul source, will hear of it, sense its way into it, and inhabit that place.”
- Clarissa Pinkola Estes
There are times in life when the outer world is chaotic , fractured, and utterly exhausting. In such times, it becomes holy work to make a place within ourselves that is protected from the noise.
A psychic place.
A hidden room of the soul.
A wild and inward sanctuary.
This place does not need to be grand. It may be made of simple things: a candle lit at dusk, a page in a journal, a chair by the window, a whispered prayer, a walk beneath trees, a favorite pen and journal and a few moments of quiet with a Cupid tea in which you return to yourself. What matters is that it is prepared with devotion, with tenderness, with intention. Of course that you actually take the time to do it.
For when we make such a place, something ancient in us begins to stir.
The soul remembers the way back again. The creative force finds an opening. The spark that seemed nearly extinguished reveals itself to still be alive.
To create this protected inner place is not indulgence nor escape. It is medicine, and a form of remembering. A way of returning to one’s wild nature, one’s gifts, one’s deep and untamed source.
Especially in times like these, we must make spaces that can hold our spirit gently.
Spaces where what is most true in us can breathe. Where we remember what it is to possess joy and wonder again.
Spaces where the soul feels welcome enough to enter and remain.
It’s a conscious effort that simply requires us to close our eyes and remember what moves us from within. Music, art, books. Creating, journaling - the things that bring you closer to you and keeping that alive.
Remembering our medicine through our gifts, now more than ever
This is part of our sacred work now: to prepare a place beautiful enough, quiet enough, and true enough that the soul feels safe to come back.
A place where creativity can find us again.
A place where grief can sit without shame.
A place where the spark can be gently fed.
a refuge for our holy,
and to tend it until we become a living fire.
(May the fires burn bright for you today, and may magic find you wherever you are)
❤️
“Kairos”
Mixed Media
2025
Prints: (Back in Stock!)
Matted and Signed 8x10 Gallery Art Print: https://shewhoisart.etsy.com/listing/4316465176
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