Queen’s Children

Delivering and rediscovering the Sacred Feminine

Synchronicity & Real Estate

He wanted to show her she was replaceable.

I stare into the abyss As you kiss I have no recollection  of colour, whether they were blue or gray? I only saw the energy of you and…

A short story about the shackles of time, the Gregorian calendar and returning to celestial cycles.

By the time I realized all I needed was myself, all I wanted was myself.

We form a tree

Stretch, open your eyes to where you come from,  you who are light from light, sown from the seeds of other dimensions, other systems.

A true tale of synchronicity and the sacred masculine within

Dreams of Her are what keep me going.