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New Year’s Resolutions? I think NOT!

Jenny Heston · 4:25 pm ·

This morning as I was grabbing some groceries, the woman ahead of me asked what my New Year’s resolutions were.  I looked at her rather askance and said “I don’t make them as I don’t believe in that process as it doesn’t work for me.”  She looked me up and down, gave me a “knowing” smile and turned away.  Excuse me?

I used to be one of those people who when New Year’s Eve rolled up would be the first to list off my resolutions loud and proud – learn a new language, bungee jump 5 times in the year, become vegetarian – you name it.  Do you know where those resolutions got me?  Eating more meat, hating French class and being terrified of bungee jumping.

Was it because I had picked the ‘wrong’ resolution?  No (well possibly when it came to bungee jumping as I’m not a fan of tall heights).  It was just more a case of not being 110% committed, connected and filled with conviction for my resolution longer than about 2 months.  

Think about it, if you are a regular gym goer, do you find yourself avoiding it in January?  Why?  Because everyone who has decided to lose weight, get in shape or improve their health buys a membership.  What do you see come late February/early March – a much emptier gym.  Now don’t get me wrong I’m not raining on anyone’s parade who wants to change something, improve something or learn something new.

However, my question is How Do You Want to Feel, whilst your doing whatever it is that you have chosen.  When we make a resolution it is purely focused on “DO-ing”, not on the core state of “BE-ing”.  In our culture we have been trained to the DO-HAVE-BE model.  If I DO this, I will HAVE that and then I can BE happy.  How about we flip it?  Let’s work with the BE-DO-HAVE model.   How do you want to BE?  How do you want to feel all year?  When you are faced with a challenge what is the BE-ing state you want to drop into, the BE-ing state to support your choices?

Feel?  Feel?  Yes Feel.  Do you want to feel Joyful, Expansive, Radiant, Stronger, Sexier, Wealthier?  How do you want to feel?  

So are you willing to try something different?

About 7 or 8 years ago I ditched New Year’s resolutions and decided to go with a word (just one word), that I could hold like a touchstone in all areas of my life.  A Word of the Year.  This was an amazing tool that I learned from Christine Kane.  This one simple word represented to me how I wanted to Feel, how I wanted to BE, which in turn massively encouraged me on the activities that I did and has created some wonderful impacts in my life.  

As Christine Kane says; “ Let’s say you are one of the many people who would normally choose “Get Organized.” You’re tired of the chaos. So, you think, “I need to get organized. That should be my Resolution this year.”  You look around and it feels as if areas of your life are out of control and overfilled with – blaugh.

You sit with your clutter. You spend a few days pondering words that will inspire you. You realize in an “Ah-Ha!” moment that you tend to cling to lots of things. You’re scared to let go, whether it is the trinket someone gave you, the old relationship, the clothes that don’t fit…..So maybe the word for you isn’t “organised”, maybe the word is “Release”. Thus, you choose the word “Release” because it inspires you in a bigger way than “Get organized.”

So, every time you approach your clutter or old relationship patterns you remind yourself of your word. “Release”.   You start to let the clutter go. Eventually, you realize that you’re still holding on to lots more than just physical clutter. You realize that you hold onto resentments at old relationships. “Release,” you remind yourself.  “Release” is your touchstone. It grows you throughout the year. It becomes your guiding force, not your harsh standard.

So for me in 2012 my word was Flourish and it was delicious to see what happened, in 2013 it was Desire and again it was mind blowing.  2014 was Expand, 2015 was Believe, 2016 was Radiant and 2017 was Trust.  I’m still perking my word for 2018, there have been a few contestants, but I like to let it process whilst I reflect on this last year and what felt good and what didn’t feel good then from that place look at my desires and how do I want to feel with my family, my work, my clients, myself.  So I would love to hear what your Word of the Year is going to be and why.  If you need some help with picking your word, Christine has a lovely Word of the Year tool here, that is totally free.  

Once I’ve picked my Word, I make sure that I have an image of it around my home, a little slip in my wallet and it goes in the front of my new planner for the year.

So what is your word going to be this Year?

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10 Lessons from the Garden.

Jenny Heston · 4:32 pm ·

I hated gardening as a kid. Hated it with a passion. I would be given a tiny square of the garden and a plethora of seeds and advised heavily on how to plant them, what they needed etc.  Daily I would be told to go water them and tend them – urrrghhh.  Why did my parents hate me so much!!!  Then the weeds came and I would be forced to go pull them out.  I didn’t want to as I didn’t want to be there, I had friends to play with, stuff to do and meh! So the weeds would take over the radishes, nasturtiums or whatever I had planted and I was totally okay with that..  

Interestingly enough when I became a mumma,  as my kids hit about 3 I would encourage them to come out to the garden, play in the dirt, eat worms, plant something.  Some most certainly came and played and others resisted highly, so I didn’t push it.  I would throw manure, dirt, straw and compost into a bed and some of the kids would dive in and swim in it all and mix it up for me. Others would run screaming back into the house!

As an adult I love to garden.  I love to grow our own food so we always have a massive veggie garden wherever we go.  We have certain flowers that we really enjoy looking at and their scent fills  the air when we are sitting outside and eating dinner, and having a fresh herb garden to enhance my cooking (did I say cooking is not my forte?) – hells to the yes!

Dirt is soothing.  When stressed – playing in the dirt and tending a garden helps to reconnect you back to your body, pulls you out of your head and connects you to the the glorious mother earth.  In a study in the Netherlands (as reported by CNN), two groups of students were told to either read indoors or garden for thirty minutes AFTER completing a stressful task. The group that gardened reported being in a better mood than the group that read. And they also exhibited lower levels of cortisol, the stress hormone.

Plants don’t judge!  Sometimes we need to share our fears, stories, embarrassments or hopes and desires with someone, just to unpack them and say them outloud.  Make sure you pick someone who can really hear you, honour you and not ridicule you.  If you don’t have someone safe to do that with talk to the plants.

Deadhead.  When the flowers are done, it’s important to either trim them back or just remove their heads.  This in turn tidies up the garden and allows for some varieties of flowers to rebloom.  This is like de-cluttering your space.  If your home, office, studio are in chaos then your mind is often in chaos, you can’t find things, you open the door and get overwhelmed by the mess (so you quickly close the door).  Tidying your space and putting things where they are meant to be as well as getting rid of the things that you don’t use any more creates huge physical, emotional and mental space for new and vibrant things to come in.

Weeds.  They creep in and if you ignore them they take over everything choking out the flowers, the tomatoes, wrapping themselves up the corn stalks, and where you thought you were going to have beans – you just have weeds!  This is like stinky thinking.  If you don’t pay attention to your thoughts and limiting beliefs and weed them out regularly with mindful practices your mind can become like a weed choked garden – green, but not productive, and not very pretty!

Sometimes a plant needs to be moved as it isn’t thriving and growing, due to lack of light or nutrients in the the soil, or it’s getting crowded out by something else.  This is the same with relationships, some are nourishing and some aren’t and for your own well being sometimes you just need to smile, say thanks and move on to where you can thrive and grow.

If you have a single fruit tree, bees help.  They don’t care where the tree is, their job is to pollinate and this in turn serves by helping that tree produce fruit.    You may feel that you are all on your own, but in reality if you stepped out the door and went and volunteered somewhere, or went and helped someone else you would find that you are fully supported and can produce fruit from your time and labour.  Be the Bee!

The weather can do a lot to help plants grow, but plants also need love, attention, nutrition and fertiliser.  Like humans!  We need healthy food, water, love, attention, activities that nourish us, and a spiritual practice that feed us.  With these things we flourish, bloom and grow in extraordinary ways.

So you planted a seed, what’s the first thing to come up?  Dirt!  Dirt gets pushed up and out of the way as the sprout grows and reaches toward the sun.  This is the same as when we implement something new in our lives, whether it is a mindset change, a new way of eating, going to the gym, trying something new, releasing an old habit – you name it.  The Ego kicks up front and centre and will try to convince you this is a dumb idea, but if you just see it as the dirt coming up before that lovely new habit pushes through and throws down strong roots, you are all good.

There are always bugs, one moment you are sitting in your garden feeling very zen and happy and then something flies into your ear or up your nose – don’t freak out (though a bug up the nose is very annoying) – just remove it and carry on.  Don’t make that “5 minutes of bug up the nose” an all day event, or an excuse.  Someone says something critical or rude to you – pick it out of your nose and let it go.  Don’t spend the whole day obsessing about it and wallowing in the things you could have said, what did they mean exactly etc. etc.

Creating a gorgeous garden can take longer than you think – don’t judge it, map it out, stay focused, give it attention, be patient and slowly do it.  Like life.  If you want to be a top athlete, play the bagpipes, be a world renowned speaker, it takes time, attention and patience.  But the daily results and the masterpiece are so frigging worth it.

Happy Gardening.

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What do Elks, Faith and Certainty have in common?

Jenny Heston · 1:40 am ·

Bugling-ElkSo a funny story to remind you to have Faith and Certainty in what you are doing and who you are.

I go into the mountains and the woods each morning to run the dogs and it nourishes me (and it is always off the beaten path). So this morning bright and early I grab a friend and we go off.  When we walk we share our challenges and our celebrations, so she was talking about her work, why was she doing it etc. As she’s talking I hear a massive rustle in the shrubbery and think it is some of the dogs, so don’t really pay attention.

The noise gets louder so I look up and I see a massive (yes honest, this isn’t a fishing story) bull elk, with a huge rack on his head charging at us. Well holy hannah! Talk about frozen, then a bizarre nano second of – where is my camera, to “we need to throw ourselves down this rocky bank and hide behind that big tree now!”

All of the labs were totally oblivious to what was happening, but the minute my friend screamed as I grabbed her to throw her down the bank – lol (not too sure if it was me throwing her down the bank or the elk she was screaming at) my Akbash (Turkish Mountain Dog) whose nature is the protector and the guardian whipped around, spotted this 1200lbs of flesh hurtling at us and he was like the Flash – white fluid motion hurtling towards this thing. The elk obviously saw and did a majestic veer and Legolas (that’s the dog) hurtled after him. 1.5 hours later the dog came back looking very tired.

Then the interesting thing was as we continued (yes of course we had to keep going) up the mountain I started saying how yesterday I had been having a pity party of “Who am I to move my business this way?” “There are tons of people with more experience” – blah, blah, frigging blah. Then I realised that I had treated Faith like a handbag yesterday – I had put it down and couldn’t remember where I had put it. So I scrabbled around for a bit and found my handbag of Faith and tucked it under my arm to remind me to have faith in me, faith in my gifts, faith in the universe, higher power, divine, fairies – you name it.

So when I got home after the gorgeous adrenaline rushing exploration this morning I grabbed my Animal Speak book to look up Elk. The message for Elk is one of Nobility and Strength as Elk can run for extended periods of time and that is how they outrun their predators. So the message was you are about to hit your stride, strength and don’t give up as it is right there. also Elk are not a solitary animal, they function best in community of their own kind, which I love – Interesting…….

So today as I pondered Certainty and heard – Your function, your purpose is to live a life that’s not of littleness, but one of magnitude. It made me smile. Then the quote from Course In Miracles – If you knew who walks beside you on the way you have chosen, FEAR would be impossible.

It reminded me to keep my handbag of faith nearby and just keep in my stride.

Is Your Faith a Handbag?

Jenny Heston · 1:13 am ·

What do you have Faith in?  Purple handbag

Do you have faith the sun will rise tomorrow?  

Do you have faith in someone else’s belief of you?

Do you have faith in who others say you should be?  

Do you have faith in yourself?  

I ask that question as the other day I was thinking about “What do I have faith in?”  I have faith in my kids, my family, myself, in love.  I have faith in a higher power, that this is a glorious, abundant amazing Universe.  I have faith in my body to scramble up and down the sides of a mountain, all sorts of things.  

Yet on that day as I was asking myself that question I was doubting myself, allowing other people’s opinions to push my own out, doubts, fear and negative self talk were creeping in and I was feeling blaugh.  It was one of those heavy energy, darkish days – not fun at all.  Then I realised that I had “misplaced” my faith.  Kind of like putting down my handbag and forgetting where I had put it!

Now I don’t know about you but in my handbag is fairly much everything I need for the day; snacks, water, my wallet, ID, drivers licence, lip balm, truck keys and I am sure month old cough drops that are furry!  But none the less these things are important and when I leave the house or the office the bag is with me and I know I am covered and it makes life easier.  So when I forget where I have hung it up or placed it, there is a sense of panic – actually not a sense of panic but a huge frigging “Oh My Gosh, where the fuck is it!!” kind of panic.  Hands get sweaty, visions of identity theft, or huge credit card bills come flooding in, let alone how am I meant to keep my lips moisturised!   

Nine times out of ten it is exactly where I left it, I just forgot and upon finding it there is a sigh of relief, a dropping of the shoulders and a sense of “phew, all is right with the world.”

So the other day when fear and doubt were creeping in I realised I couldn’t find my faith in quite a few things that I believe in, including myself.  There was that sense of panic, a sense of dis-ease, a feeling of “Holy Hannah what on earth is going on and what am I meant to do?”  Yes the palms got sweaty, the shoulders rocketed up and were battling with my earrings and all in all it was supremely uncomfortable.  Thus, I got up and went outside, looked at my feet on the earth, found the gorgeous spring flowers that are slowly pushing up their bobbly heads and took a moment to breathe, to breathe in trust, to breathe in faith, to just breathe and calm my mind and find my center.  

Ever so slowly I could feel my shoulders creeping down and by the time I walked back inside it was if I could see my gorgeous handbag of faith sitting on the chair where I must have left it, and just forgot. The flooding of calm, reconnection, a sense of all is right with the world again was delicious.  So, I think I am going to work with the image of a handbag and my faith bag is a gorgeous red and purple one, with pockets to hold all I love, zippers to keep things safe, a strong shoulder strap so I can take it anywhere with me – and perhaps a GPS locator device in case I forget.

So what colour is your faith bag?

 

My business is a dog!

Jenny Heston · 5:14 am ·

Happy dogsWhat do dogs and business have in common?  (Stick with me – it does make sense)

Okay, who here is a dog lover?  I have 3 large dogs that I adore (some days more than my kids – but don’t tell the kids that),  I take them up mountains, or down to the lake to play at least twice a day, and I laugh at their passion, enthusiasm and also the fact that they love frozen goose poo!  (I call them goosesicles).  My dogs get attention, I take them into the office with me, feed them well, get them big yummy bones and give them HUGE love.  They know I am there for them and they are loved.  They also know they are separate from me and I don’t view them as extensions of myself, I can just revel in them being their own quirky personalities and not taking stuff they do (such as humping other dogs on a walk) personally. [Read more…] about My business is a dog!

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Apparently, I’ve harvested a whole bushel of laven Apparently, I’ve harvested a whole bushel of lavender—and the bees would like to speak to management. 🐝😤

After some tense garden negotiations, I assured them I wasn’t taking it all. Now let the lavender-induced faery shenanigans begin: wands, baskets, bath bags, sachets, oils, salts, sugars, jelly and all manner of fragrant magick! 💜🌿

The bees still have plenty.

They also appear to have unionized.

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🌙✨ Plot twist... The Cancer New Moon isn’t asking 🌙✨ Plot twist...

The Cancer New Moon isn’t asking you to become a shinier, better, more productive version of yourself.

She’s asking you to remember who you were before you became so ridiculously good at accommodating everyone else.

This week, the lesson found me in the glitter and glorious heart of Kinky Boots, in the rainbow magic of Pride, on a football pitch where fierce competition and deep compassion stood side by side... and finally beneath a moon that quietly whispered,

“Come home.”

Home to your heart.

Home to your intuition.

Home to the wildly beautiful, slightly witchy, gloriously imperfect soul you’ve been all along.

I’ve woven it all together in this week’s New Moon post, along with a deliciously simple ritual to help you release what no longer fits and remember the shape of your truest self.

🌿 Grab a cuppa.
🕯️ Light a candle.
🌙 Then click the link in my bio and come home.

Because, delicious lovely... the world doesn’t need another watered-down version of you.

It needs YOU. 💙

#cancernewmoon #moonmagic #comehometoyourself #livemagick #lunarliving
They burned herbalists as witches for three centur They burned herbalists as witches for three centuries and called it heresy. They called it medicine without a license before licenses existed, devil worship. The Malleus Maleficarum specifically targeted women who healed because it worked without the church.

The institutions that lit the pyres built pharmaceutical companies. Aspirin is willow bark, morphine is poppy, digoxin is foxglove, Taxol is Pacific yew, and Metformin is French lilac.

She was killed for giving it to you for free while he was awarded a patent for putting it in a capsule.

The word “pharmacy” comes from the Greek pharmakeia and it means sorcery.

Receipts: Malleus Maleficarum (1487). Aspirin derived from Salix alba (willow bark), Bayer 1899. Digoxin from Digitalis purpurea, first described by William Withering 1785. Taxol from Taxus brevifolia, NCI 1967. Metformin from Galega officinalis. Pharmakeia: Strong’s Greek 5331.
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Because at some point in midlife something shifts. Because at some point in midlife something shifts. And it’s not that we become mean or difficult or hard to be around.

It’s that we spent decades shrinking ourselves to fit into spaces that were never designed for us.
Softening our words so nobody felt uncomfortable. Swallowing our opinions to keep the peace. Apologizing for taking up space. Managing everyone else’s feelings while completely abandoning our own.

And then perimenopause shows up and strips away every single fuck we had left to give. 😤

And suddenly we can see it so clearly.
How much energy we wasted.
How much of ourselves we gave away.
How long we managed everyone else’s comfort at the expense of our own sanity.
That’s not meanness babe. That’s awakening.

Midlife isn’t turning us into difficult women.
It’s turning us into honest ones.
Women who finally value their own peace enough to stop performing comfort for people who never once worried about ours.

And I will never apologize for that.
Not even a little bit. 😇

If you have officially entered your “not my problem anymore” era drop a 🙋‍♀️ below because we are exactly where we are supposed to be. 💛
⚽🌕 Plot twist... Football and the Full Moon have m ⚽🌕 Plot twist... Football and the Full Moon have more in common than you think.

They’re both about momentum.

They’re both about passion.

And sometimes... they’re both about that one magical moment that changes everything.

As June blows the final whistle, the Full Moon is asking a simple question...

What are you ready to change?

Not because you’re broken.

Not because you’ve failed.

But because you’ve grown.

I’ve pulled three cards for this final reading of June, and one of them is quietly calling your name. 👀✨

Will it be the message you need to hear before stepping into July?

There’s only one way to find out...

🌕 Pick your card.
⚽ Trust your intuition.
✨ Let Spirit surprise you.

LINK IN BIO 💚

And when you’ve watched... come back and tell me which card chose you. I absolutely love hearing your stories.

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☀️🌿 Summer Solstice Blessings 🌿☀️ May the Summer ☀️🌿 Summer Solstice Blessings 🌿☀️

May the Summer Solstice bring abundant blessings, prosperity, and growth into your life.

May you reap the fruits of your labour, feel joy in your heart, and recognise the beauty of all that is flourishing around you.

May the warm rays of the sun renew your spirit, illuminate your path, and remind you of the light within.

Wishing you a magical, abundant, and joy-filled Solstice.

✨☀️🌿

#solsticeblessings #seasonalliving #lifeonpurpose #summersolstice
Every culture that ever looked at the sky knew thi Every culture that ever looked at the sky knew this day mattered.

The Norse lit bonfires so large they could be seen from the next village. The Celts called it the Light of the Shore and believed the veil thinned in blazing light instead of darkness. The Slavs jumped over fires to seal their bonds. The Romans made June sacred for weddings.

🌞Litha is an old English word meaning gentle, navigable. The time when the sea was calm enough to sail.

Beneath all the names, all the traditions, all the fires one truth:

The sun is at its peak. Everything is fully illuminated. 

Even the parts of yourself you usually keep in shadow.

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Remember: building community, your village, whatev Remember: building community, your village, whatever you want to call, takes work. It takes vulnerability in putting yourself out there and also receiving. Building intergenerational community takes time, effort, and consistency. Don’t get discouraged get intentional. 
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Thank you @debrabochinski for embodying this. ♥️

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🔥🌞 Oi, gorgeous soul... your Inner Fire called. I 🔥🌞 Oi, gorgeous soul... your Inner Fire called.

It would like a word.

Summer Solstice is almost here and the Sun is strutting around at full power, reminding you that you weren’t born to play small, dim your light or tuck your dreams away in a dusty cupboard marked “maybe one day.”

This is your invitation to celebrate how far you’ve come, reconnect with what truly matters and ask yourself:

✨ What wants to grow?
✨ What wants to be illuminated?
✨ What am I ready to say YES to?

To help you work with this powerful Solstice energy, I’ve released my gloriously magical 40+ page Summer Solstice Guide (affectionately known as SASS because every witchy soul needs a little more SASS).

And after a lovely natter with my guides, I’ve also opened two special readings:

🔥 Your Solstice Light
🔥 The Fire Within

Just 21 reading spaces are available and, lovely one, these will be the last special readings I’ll be offering for a while as the weekly readings take a pause and I step into some deeper magic behind the scenes.

The portal is open.

The Sun is blazing.

The Faeries are probably causing trouble.

All that’s missing is you.

✨ Link in bio.

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