Stars align

And Worlds Collide

Greetings and Salutations

Beautiful People.

Been lost for words lately and literally taking solace in the Sanctuary Space to paint and just be. As winters go, it’s been a VERY bumpy ride. And that’s only the noise on the inside! Seems like five minutes ago I was standing with the Holy Thorn in the icy wind at Bassenthwaite Lake.

As the season is turning once again, at one level we breathe a collective sigh of relief at the incremental return of the light. But at the same time our ‘World’ is in utter turmoil. I really struggle to go further into the legacy media other than scanning the headlines and retreating back out again as quickly as possible. So many distractions and revelations, and dark dark holes that are enticing all to the edge of the pit to examine the horrors of human nature that are being revealed for all to see.

I have , however, been inspired of late to put actual pen to paper and write some poetry, and i’m sure more will emerge with the spring tide. When I was sorting through my art supplies I found a beautiful writing pen that I bought years ago, which needed new Cartridges. After venturing out to meet a very good friend, for a much needed sanity break, we found refills for the fountain pen that had been hiding in with my paintbrushes and palette knives. So I have no excuse now!

There are a few poems that have poured out, which are a little too raw for public consumption, but the engine has been greased- so to speak. So expect lots more poetic rambling over the next while.

Stars Align and Worlds Collide

When I read cards

My favourite is the Star

The goddess, circling her arms

Twilight maiden

Feet on the Earth

Welcoming us,

As hope returns

Along with the Sun

light blessing us

I read the signs

Omens and auguries

Inspiration from the skies

Stars as they align

Crawling from depths of winter

Emergence of spring

Within her, growth begins

The Earth Mother

The Star reborn

A Profusion of flowers

And Healthy roots

Bulbs and shoots

Born of darkness

Time to walk barefoot

On emerald grass

Following your own star

Emblazoned

In all that you are

I see the lives

Of those who have suffered

Throughout the Winter

Putting pieces back together

As daylight lingers longer

A promise of summer

Dragons are waking

From their slumber.

Jade Melany Feb 2026

Full Moon.

I’m posting the Moon pathworking here, from the Initiate’s Way , for anyone who would like to take part. Been doing a lot of clearing of debris on an energetic level. From my own field, and the ancestral line.

Just when you feel like you are starting to get somewhere though, another tangled web presents itself, requiring processing of grief and trauma on an epic scale. Anyone who tells you healing is all about love and light, better be prepared for meeting the dark!and let me tell you it’s not for the feint of heart.

No one else can walk into that darkness with you.

And until the “others “ in your life … your partner or friends, or family members reach the same level of alignment within themselves, all you can do is wait, listen, and hope that someday they will also understand and reach their point of stability, within and without.

That is the loneliest part of the path. Psychology calls it the dark night of the soul. Where you question everything. Your life , your choices , as your soul is awakened during this process and it’s becoming, this is journey of producing the alchemical gold that transforms the personality and allows you to truly live.

Rising from the ash like the phoenix to live a full life , embracing all experience, instead of living a “dead life”

This cannot happen without the internal dialog that takes place inside of you. In the inner world. Between your heart, mind, body and soul, with the guidance of spirit.

Sarah and the Flosh Dragon

The Lady who sleeps beneath

My Name is Sarah

And I have a secret

If I tell you, do you

Think you can keep it?

When I walk down

By the river each day

A guardian comes

To show me the way

She carries a silvery

Light inside her, and

Scales that shine

Ever so brightly

Eyes gleaming, like

Diamonds in water

Sending the ripples

out before her….

Her name is Flosh Dragon

The river is her home.

What makes her unique

Is her wings did not grow

Although she is flightless

She’s extremely special

Because she takes you

on inner adventures

She’s lived by this river

Since long ago

& loves to make new friends

So let’s go!

“Flosh Dragon , where are you?”

I call to my friend

As the breeze whispers

And echoes her name

With some gurgling, frothing, and

Popping of bubbles

Slowly Flosh Dragon

rises up to the surface…

“A visit now,

beneath the earth,

Through darkness and silence

we will travel first “

With a flick of her tail and a cheeky grin

She beckons to follow her within

“A hole in the oak is where we must go”

She whispers, while sitting beside the door

“There’s secrets to discover, ways underneath;

And roots that travel so very deep “

Travelling down , spiralling low

Into a darkening tunnel below

Absence of light and swirling darkness

Couldn’t prepare me

for the beauty of the goddess

The spirit of our mother

Way down underneath

The pitter and patter

of hundreds of feet

As we descend

To the cavern below

We are welcomed

Embraced, in her glow

Surrounded by love

in the arms of the goddess

We spend silent moments

Nurtured and Joyous

She speaks as if

from within a dream

“If you need to find me,

you know where I’ll be.

Please come and visit

anytime you need

Quiet, some love

and restful sleep!”

“I have many names,

but you can call me

The Lady that sleeps beneath”

“Where did you come from ?”,

I ask sleepily

She replied with a voice

like velvet cream,

“I am without beginning ,

I have no end

I’m as old as the universe

Time and the waves

I am the soul of the earth

your mother, your blood

Your grandmothers visited

Here, when they could.

They all descended

So they could remember

The goddess Eostre

Awakened, in Nature

Our earth is a goddess

Who rebirths in spring

She ignites a spark

Your flame within

Sleep now child

For when you awaken

It will be with

The gift you have taken

For within you

is the cauldron of life

Inspiration and dreams

Are bubbling inside !”

When it was time

For me to resurface

I laid among roots

Remembering purpose

Brimming with love

visions restored

journeying now

back into the world

With flosh dragon….

And the secrets

That she keeps

of the lady who sleeps beneath.

30 / 3 / 2022

March 2024 edited

Exciting news coming soon, about a community art space in Maryport that’s going to be available to all, to come and unleash their creativity !!

Until next time

Love Jade

*All art, words and photography by Jade Melany

There is no use of AI anywhere in my content.