In the third chakra one finds self esteem and sense of responsibility. It also anchors our feelings of identity.

Here we undertake a journey of personal growth, shifting from the illusions of limited mind and conditioned opinion into true choice and vast creative options.

Here we determine our direction.

Fork in the road

“But the Hebrew word, the word timsel – ‘Thou mayest’ – that gives choice. It might be the most important word in the world. That says the way is open…” – John Steinbeck, East of Eden


Monument Valley


Second Chakra carnelian necklace

Holding, releasing, redeeming energy to a higher use.

I have spent my life steeped in love. It has followed me doggedly, through blessings like the profound relationship with my child I am lucky enough to experience every day, through more questionable ones that caused me to believe my relationship picker was definitely broken. But the capacity to love was always there. Like those weighted toys you punch and they pop back up – I have been the definition of resilience, able to revert to my original size and shape after being stretched, squeezed and twisted. Ready for love again, ready for relationship.

Thankfully, over the last few years I moved into a more discreet phase of my life. Partly due to having little time for imprudent choices, partly due to fostering a stronger connection with the Universe. I wake up every morning and ask for intuitive guidance, in energetic issues in general and particularly through the tangle of relationship possibilities.

This week that guidance took me deep into the ochre heart of southern Utah. Not because I knew where I was going, but because my intuition would have it no other way. As in most spirit journeys, I knew only it was important to set out across the ocean of the desert southwest in my tiny Toyota craft, some faithful companions, a few stores in my larder and all of my dogs in tow. Other than this, I had no clue. A virgin in unexplored territory. Second chakra territory, down to the sorrel earth of the mountains we drove into, surrounding us on all sides.

Mexican Hat, Utah

Mexican Hat, Utah

At an inn on a gooseneck of the San Juan River I met a group of women on retreat. Formidable, accomplished, irreverent women I came to unknown and left feeling restored. And I have to say, reassured. I drove home certain there is more ahead. It is interconnected and it is rich, with inspiration and beauty, with good wine and razor sharp humor.

Home again, a strand of carnelian stones around my neck, my second chakra is spinning in consummate balance, a whole chunk of relationship energy redeemed and returned to the Universe for a higher purpose.