Today would have been my Nanna's 106th birthday. This ultra Aries woman was my first Bohemian role model and I can still see her cheeky wink and knowing smile. She lived well beyond the dictates of the time, raising her two girls in The Australian Hotel - one of our oldest pubs in The Rocks in Sydney - as a solo mum in the 1940's. It is her blood that leaps in my veins every time I defy convention or stand my ground.

Can you feel the three fates at play in your life? Past, present and future are always knitted together, a function of one another whose tendrils extend far beyond our myopia. But with the curtains yanked back and the veils thinning as we move towards this week's equinox and full moon, you can fairly hear the spindle and the rhythmic beat of its pedal as it spins the wheel.

Next gen tarot

It is nearly three weeks since I made a snap decision that snapped me. The tail end of a ball tearer of an eclipse season for me as it ripped through my chart, my world, my life. It yanked me out of the trajectory I was on - several times - meticulously planned to take me far from where I am now.

This is what it looks like mere moments before The Unexpected wallops you with a post eclipse backhander. Bless. I have no fuqing idea what's coming.

I could not possibly list the myriad talents that constitute my femme friends. Mothers, lovers, daughters. Sisters all. Creatives, rebels, carers, weavers. Witches all.

If I met you reading tarot you will already know how much I love being able to reflect what's going on in your life back to you, as the cards whisper your story to me. It is a privilege to be invited into someone's world this way and one I honour in every reading I do. For years now I have read at markets and gatherings, parties and events and in cafés and healing havens and bookshops. I offer readings on Skype as well. And hand in hand with reading is writing, my first great love. You'll find it here most days as I interpret the moon and stars and the world around us.

Paddling in paradise

I find myself caught between worlds as my life transitions on new wings. Between my love of the quiet country life and the fresh excitement of the big busy city. Between solid old friends and the shiny new people I am crossing paths with daily now. Between my old familiar routine and the strange new path unfurling in front of my wide eyes.

This corner of the world she smiles at me, he sang and I finally get what it means.