I believe we carry the geology of our lives deep within our cells. Throughout my life, I have moved across a tapestry of different landscapes, born on river clay and gravel, raised on ancient granite and living across gentle limestone, pine heathlands and long stretches on warm red sandstone. Every rock type has its own feel and purpose......

A Spring Equinox visit to St Clether with the Tamar Dowsers—a journey of sacred water, ancient stone and the rebellious energy that reminds me how to just "be

Trauma...Much like a tree carved into a glacier, trauma can be held frozen at a cellular level. When an experience is too overwhelming to process, the energy becomes "locked" in the body’s very cells. The life of the tree is still there, but it is etched into the cold, immovable weight of the ice, creating a state of internal stasis.