Bree, the divine feminine of Spring. Early budding, spring flowers, sap that oozes quietly through the veins of our earth and all her children. There is a stirring, there is a blossoming. What have you planted? What are you growing? What are you nurturing right now?
The winds of change are blowing, are you ready to let go and let Be?
I ask Our Lady of the Flames to burn brightly our passions, the fire in our bellies, and stir change and transformation from fear and death to joy and life 💫
