From A Solstice Dream

This story came to me in a dream at Summer Solstice.
It invaded my sleep, begging to be written. Some of it felt like I was listening to conversations happening in another room. (My mental health is fine, thanks for asking.) The plot direction was confirmed by signs, wonders, and the Tarot.

Writing this story is changing me. I’m returning to forgotten places. It’s breaking me down, and building me up. Those who have read the entire “story thus far”, tell me that it’s changing their lives too. I have no choice but to believe them.

I have been firmly reminded me that magic is real, that hearts can heal and that the future is not written. I invite you to share the saga of Sigyn and Sam, and maybe you will see yourself in some of it.

Let me share with you what I’ve been learning, and remembering, the hidden message in the power of The Ritual.

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Published by sigynbrigidsdottir

Yes, I'm hiding behind my character's skirts for a while, just until I get used to being out there in public, promoting my work. Sigyn is part of me, but not me - maybe there are parts of her I wish were more "me" - but who doesn't need a feisty alter-ego at times, with a sharp tongue and a compassionate heart to tell it like it is and then make it all better?

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