Much Excite! with Cait Gordon

A little while ago, I had the honour of being on the first episode of Much Excite! with author extraordinaire Cait Gordon. I got to talk to her about my novel Queen of Swords and the path I have taken to tell the story.

Tune in below! It was such a fun time and I’m so honoured that Cait wanted to speak to me about my book.

The Esotoracle Issue Eight!

I’ve been a long-time fan of The Esotoracle magazine.

Published in the United Kingdom, it is a wealth of information on Tarot, different decks, ways to read oracle cards and anything under the sun having to do with spirituality and divination. I’ve loved diving into each issue and learning something more about myself and my journey with spirituality.

I’m honoured to have an article that I wrote about my novel Queen of Swords included in the newest issue! When I was asked to submit something, I was overjoyed. I’ve loved The Esotoracle since it’s inception and I’m so excited to have my article in the newest issue.

When you read my article, you learn a little bit more about how I went about writing a book that was based on the Major Arcana and how I chose the direction of the story in Queen of Swords, much like I would draw a card from a Tarot deck.

Enjoy!

You can get your copy here:

Dance Across the Canvas – A Poem

*For Sylvia

You have taught me

a new way to use my voice.

The brush and pallet knife

are extensions of my arm.

I’m no longer afraid

to try new things

and explore the forest

of possibilities, to part the trees

or grass that block my path

until I can see the way forwards

with clarity, my vision taking shape

with every stroke of paint.

Every time I pick up my brush

or pallet knife,

I look at the white expanse,

wondering what I will find there,

how I will make

my imagination come alive.

More than anything else,

you have taught me to

dance across the canvas,

honouring the music that I hear

in the wind and attempting to

interpret its song.

Because of you,

I can lose myself in the dance

and find the pieces of myself

that I’d forgotten were there,

waiting to be shown

to the light.  

Beautiful Gift – A Poem

I wanted to get you

the most amazing gift,

something that would let you know

how much I love you,

an object that could hold

everything that you’ve ever wanted.

You are beautiful to me.

When I look into your eyes,

I see can see the waves

within your gaze

that first held my attention

and holds it still.

I look down towards our hands,

clasped together in support

of one another and the rings

that symbolize our bond

shine brightly as if

they hold a wish come true.

When I look at you again,

I can hear our hearts,

beating in tandem together.

You are the greatest gift

that my life has

ever given me.

As our heartbeats keep time,

I give you my heart

all over again,

knowing that our love

holds a world that we

will discover together.

The Weight of Water – A Poem

I am made of water.

It runs within the blood

that flows under my skin.

My body is heavy with it,

carrying this weight

of unshed tears.

I try to find something

to make my cry,

let the tears slide from my eyes

as if a wish is contained

inside each one.

Instead, when I close my eyes,

I can hear the song

of the waves within me.

They are part temptress

and part siren,

calling me to explore

the other regions of myself

at the same time

as pulling me under

the water.