June 30, 2023

Over the years I’ve taken people up to my favorite craft village just outside Donegal Town. Amazing artists there, including jeweler Niall Bruton. I had taken the May group up only to find his shop closed for family bereavement. So the day before wandering up there with the June group I decided to email him to see if he would be there. He would be. 

When we walked in, everyone immediately gravitated to pieces they would purchase. And there were many. I was immediately drawn to this gold ring. I generally wear silver and the price of the ring was…well, what you would expect for gold. And then there was the name of this piece, Turbulence. So I was curious about my strong attraction to it.

I went for a cup of coffee, thinking that being away from the ring would lessen the attraction. But it didn’t. So I returned to his shop and bought it. He only charged me the price of the gold. As I was leaving he asked that the next time I come up would I please give him more notice. He explained that when he got my email he panicked because he knew he didn’t have enough of the pieces my people generally buy. Seriously? Yes, I’ve been bringing people to his shop for years. But very sporadically.

Niall stayed late into the night creating rings and necklaces. Pieces that were, in fact, all purchased by those with me that day. Amazing. 

Turbulence. Some of those with me were very surprised that I would purchase a ring with that name and energy. Why would I invite that into my life?

Well. With what has been coming through in the last weeks and months, it wasn’t a matter of invitation. The turbulence has already arrived. Purchasing and wearing the ring was symbolic of honoring that arrival and acknowledging that in this turbulent time, new patterns would be created. Patterns of my life, patterns of body, mind, and soul. This ring is about embracing these changes and celebrating these new patterns. And yes, gold is the perfect metal to hold all this. 

Turbulence. Sometimes it’s about dancing with what shows up.

Beannacht,
Judith

June 28, 2023

I sensed changes were coming. And I sensed they would be life changing. So I stopped writing blog posts, thinking I would have something more significant to write about. And I waited. The waiting was hard because I love writing and at the same time know that my best writing comes through me when the time is right. I write because something wants to be written and I kept hoping that some profound insight in the midst of these changes would come through. 

Magical thinking. Because it didn’t, as many of you have observed and commented. Where did she go? An excellent question. Because where I went and where I am and where I’m going…well, there’s no coming back. Nor is there a desire to do so. 

I had a knowing, and perhaps more a hope, that these shifts and changes would become more clear with my time here in Ireland. And they have. And they have not. Because while some changes have landed, others are still arriving and will continue to arrive with a depth and intensity that is profound. There is no roadmap for this journey, no guide books for these new patterns that are unfolding, and for someone who likes to be in control that’s more than a bit unnerving. It’s a complete surrender to Spirit, anchored in the wisdom of my spiritual teachers. 

Now, as I complete my time here in Ireland with some wonderful quiet days for contemplation, listening, and integration, the magical thinking of waiting has shifted to the mystical thinking and knowing that consumes me and wants a voice.

Beannacht,
Judith