In my last post, I wrote about how the last couple of months had been a time of transformation. Wrapping up novels, house renovations, body changes, and a new baby.

Even one of those is enough to send your head in a spin. But all of them together? That’s true disorientation.

So what life chapter am I in now?

I recently picked up this little piece of Indonesian bumblebee jasper at a handmade market. At first, I just thought it was beautiful, but then when I looked up the metaphysical ‘properties’ of the stone later, I was struck by how relevant it seemed to my current position:

“Bumblebee Jasper removes energetic blocks and pulls us into spiritual alignment. It is a stone for clear-sensing and reveals the purpose of our life and what we need to do in order to best live it. It show us how our spiritual longings can be used to transform our day-to-day life in positive ways.“

A lot of what I’m doing at the moment is really practical. Caring for a newborn, wrangling a toddler, and completing the odd little bit of early promo for Mothtown (published in November, y’all).

But at the same time, I’m looking out through the window at night, wistfully watching the pink full moon. Seeking out stories about Merlin and Morrigan and myth-makers from around the world. I’m feeling witchy. Earthy. All the autumn vibes rising up from the ground through my boots.

And while I wait for my agent to submit my finished projects, I’m starting to plan the next story. I can’t help it. I need to be creating. Storytelling. Making sense of things. Perhaps it’s the only way I CAN make the mayhem of life make sense.

So I’m keeping my bumblebee jasper by my bedside. Reminding me of transitions, keeping clear on my purpose in life – to my family and my heart – and never losing that innate witchiness, no matter how practical and repetitive this chapter may be.