Category: Esoteric
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Colours At The Threshold: Black, White, & Red
Princess Diana’s famous “Revenge Dress” is heading to auction again on December 9, 2026 courtesy of Sotheby’s New York (first auction was back in June 1997 via Christie’s New York to raise money for cancer and AIDS charities), which got me thinking, not about the auction, and not even about the dress itself, but about…
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Pearls At The Threshold: Love & New Beginnings
Every culture has its bridal treasures. Some brides drape themselves in gold. Others choose diamonds, sapphires, emeralds or rubies. Veils are embroidered with pearls, crowns are adorned with precious stones, and family heirlooms are passed from one generation to the next. Beneath the beauty and tradition lies a fascinating question: what qualities are these treasures…
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Pearls At The Threshold: Mourning & Protection
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There is a grain of sand at the heart of every pearl. A tiny irritation. An unwelcome intruder. A rough edge that does not belong. The oyster cannot remove it, nor can it pretend it isn’t there. Instead, it performs a remarkable act of transformation. Layer by layer, it surrounds the irritation with nacre until…
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Falling into Place During Autumn
For someone who has relocated seventeen times throughout her life, I know exactly how challenging new beginnings can be toward the end of summer. While children prepare to return to school and university students anticipate a new academic year, countless adults are navigating transitions of their own. New jobs begin, businesses launch fresh projects, families…
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Same Superstition, Different Country
One of the unexpected joys of living in Portugal as a Filipina is discovering that many of the things my grandmother warned me about are alive and well on the other side of the world. Don’t open an umbrella indoors. Don’t put your handbag on the floor. Don’t walk under a ladder. Growing up, these…
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The Oak Tree Conversations: The Curious Case of Lucky Charms
The owl was enjoying a quiet doze upon his favourite branch when something small, brown and thoroughly panicked burst through the undergrowth below. It darted left, then right, before charging towards the old oak tree and frantically digging at its roots. The owl opened one eye. “My dear Rabbit… I feel obliged to point out…
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The Oak Tree Conversations: The Crystal Ball Knows… Doesn’t It?
The morning had been blissfully uneventful. The owl occupied his usual perch in the old oak tree, quietly watching the world awaken below. The gentle hush of birdsong was interrupted by a loud fluttering, followed by the unmistakable sound of several hard objects bouncing from branch to branch. The magpie landed rather awkwardly. Three quartz…
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The Oak Tree Conversations: Karma is a Bitch… Or Is It?
The afternoon had been blissfully uneventful. A cat lounged across the broad branch of an old oak tree, lazily watching the world with the quiet confidence that only cats seem capable of possessing. A few branches higher, an elderly owl sat in dignified silence, observing everything and commenting on nothing. Below them, a dog trotted…
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The Voice of Wind and Water
There are places that welcome you. Then there are places that remember you. Four years ago I made my home in the tranquil hills of Portugal. It is here, surrounded by olive trees, birdsong and the gentle rhythm of nature, that I have found a sanctuary for both my work as a lightworker and my…
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The Well-Travelled Frog
As I prepare for another journey, I find myself engaging in a ritual familiar to travellers throughout history. No, not packing. Worrying that I’ve forgotten something important. For thousands of years, human beings have sought ways to make travel safer, luckier, smoother, and less likely to result in being stranded somewhere with mismatched socks and…
