Samhain Offerings (Remembering & Reconnecting)


Honouring change, the time just after the Harvest season and the dawn of Winter. Samhain, Halloween, a Celtic festival where we honour the dead and connect with our ancestors and spirits. May 1st, the Day when the veils of the other worlds are the thinnest and our intuition and remembrance are at the for front. Remembering and reconnecting with that part of our lost selves. A time to reflect on our season of harvest, what came to fruition and bared fruit? What sacred seeds will you bring into this new season of hibernation and contemplation? Winter is slowly upon us here in the Southern Hemisphere and I am sitting in the void of what is, what has been, and what is being seeded.

Ritual roots our vast beings and connects us closer to our communal intentions. So today on this day of honouring and remembrance I honour the young maiden I once was, I greet the mother of all births I am becoming,  I call to the maga and crone to bare gifts of insight and deep knowing.

A passage from my journal “Seeds Of Remembrance”

She journeyed far for this feeling. Something engrained deep within drew her to the very place she is. This dance in the in between but seeking a place to land. A dream once dreamt and a vision so vast, her calling pulling her soul for a dance. So young her maiden vessel but how ancient her soul had become. Living in a world of parallel universes, always dreaming of what is to come and longing to travel to far away lands.

Which route truly resonated to her souls calling? Hidden and enclosed to the powerful force of the outside world she became curious. She was born into the wolf pack and initiated as the leader. But soon after her calling grew stronger, it was time to leave the pack.
Now turning to a life led by curiosity and her seeds of remembrance, she is able to journey outside of her boundaries. Like a gift from the goddess grotto she is now able to drum to the earths heart beat. This art of flight opened the unseen within. As she stepped into her radiant orb, she was swept off her feet only to be led by trust. Months go by and a new sensation grew stemming from the soles of her feet. Roots had begun to penetrate out from beneath her and her sense of home pulled at her wild soul. An unfamiliar feeling began to grow and she new it was time to land. Seeds need soil in order to grow and so it was she did too. A new place to begin that stemmed deep from within, she is following her calling and gathering her new wolves in.

May this post offer wisdom and insight to accessing your sacred seeds within and celebrate this beautiful day of entering a new season!


Greetings to Fall


Hey long lost friends!

I have been craving the cozy comfort food, the smell of wood burning, and the frosted windows! I have been hibernating for a while due t0 family fall outs and teenage stress overload. Not a fun combo! Well anyways, a couple weeks ago I went down to the Carpinteria farm house (the Goob) and helped Maddie with a project. while doing these fall inspired photographs, I snapped away at things that crossed my path during the shoot. From biscuit the chicken strutting the stairs to pinecones nestled in a Chumash stone. Each photo from this series brings warm -fire crackling feelings. Enjoy!

Sophie xo

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Summating Mt. Whitney

Good Evening those interested in my wanderings!

An adventure that I took a couple years ago in 8th grade was a hike to the top of Mt. Whitney. Myself and 8 other classmates journeyed up the peak and camped along the way for a week. Definitely an adventure worth sharing, maybe not the most pleasant trip but a trip worth wild! The trip consisted of hauling your own stuff up to base camp and then different activities each day. Our journey started on a Monday around 8 in the evening and went through that Friday. Our fist day was miserable! It was to snowed in to drive the vans to our planned starting point, so we ended up hiking in 5 ft of snow until about midnight and then camping outside on the side of the road. The next morning we boiled some tea and oatmeal and started our hike to base camp.

When we arrived, we unloaded and caught up on our lack of rest. The following days consisted of repelling off waterfalls, ice ax sledding, and actually climbing to 12,000 ft up Mt. Whitney. At age 14 never in my wildest dreams had I thought I would be doing such a thing! I can honestly say I have never been colder in my life!

Enjoy! Hope this inspires you to go out of your comfort zones and adventure the world!

Sophie xoxo MORE BELOW

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