By Kasha Rosa On the edge of this Equinox, I’m feeling a part of me that cares so deeply… she tends to forget herself. She wants to help, to soothe, to make things better for everyone she touches. Animals, people, the world. Sometimes this is about a feeling she has that she’s making up for some gap between being more self-oriented, albeit in a self-punishing way mostly, for years. Yet more and more the genuineness of her care is shining brightly. Yet, when she’s tired, overw

As I put 2025 to rest, I feel what different frequencies asked of me this year. Gentleness asked for greater openings in my heart, and a place to nestle into my dynamic soul. Protectiveness and defence asked for validation, and the grace to breathe again without being so activated. The feminine within asked me to bring more harmony into my approach to life, my inhabitation of my body, my way of singing my soul and the souls of others into the present, where healing is possibl

It is the Christmas season once again. It can feel relentless in its energies of giving and getting, buying and selling, family obligations, holiday parties, and traditional food, whatever any of that may mean to you or to parts of you. Memories of love and loss come forward, childhood joy and sorrow, and an ingrained sense of what this time of year has meant to parts of you, for better or worse. It is also a time when there is genuine joy and love abounding, when Christ Cons

Over the years, Kasha and I have learned that sisterhood isn’t always soft or effortless, yet it’s also not always challenging and tense either. It can be one of the most revealing mirrors of both your shadow and your light and an opportunity to explore the full spectrum of what it means to be a woman. The two of us have known each other for over a decade, but the last four years here in Portugal have deepened something profound between us, a remembrance that feels like a leg

Many of us carry a deep, often unconscious conditioning around intimacy and vulnerability. There’s a feeling that even the slightest...

Celebrating another anniversary today...it was nine years ago that I officially changed my name on FB to "Jelelle Awen" and began going by it in my service and sharing offerings as well here.

Steady and warm, my sweet sacred masculine cat Oren lay in my lap this morning as I entered into Divine Father’s field. It’s like he knew...

Inviting your Inner Protector and Gatekeeper now.... to trust that it is safe to feel to drop into what hasn't seemed able to be felt,

It may well be that were it not for appetites, needs and desires, there wouldn’t be any suffering. That seems to be the conclusion of many s

You didn’t come into this life to only search for joy. Joy is a remarkable feeling to let in, yet it is as limited as sorrow....