Reordering My Heart: December Reflections

Something I’ve increasingly noticed over the past few years is a calling to turn inward come December.

As the sun rises a little later and the ocean crashes with more ferocity at night, I feel a soulful need to take inventory, reflect, and close things out as the end of the year draws near, as if I’m clearing space from my inner worktable of psyche and soul.

Sometimes, I make lists in my journal, going month by month or grouping things by quarter and writing down the major themes, occurrences, and lessons. It’s my way of putting a mile marker on my journal page and acknowledging, “I was here..”

May Akashic Magic: Comfort and Healing

May of 2024, the Akashic Records opened with some interesting images this month.

First, I heard the dinging of an oven in my mind and I had an image of freshly baked rolls coming out of the oven. And it was this really homey kitchen dinner was on the table. There was this feeling right about when you're going to sit down for a really good meal. And it was great outside.

So it felt very warm and very cozy. And the energy itself felt grounded. It felt comforting. There was a sense of consolation and healing and just coming into this beautiful grounded energy…

Book Excerpt: To See by Candlelight

This passage is a sneak peek from my upcoming book Revelations of The Sky.

‘To See By Candlelight’

I’m trying to learn what I can in this difficult season.

The other day, I was talking to a soul sister after our workout class. She is a kindred connection who sees life through a lens of hope, and we were having an honest conversation about how our summers were going. I shared the financial pressures and unexpected breakdown that has been occurring…

44: A Moment of Ordinary Grief

My brother would have been 44 yesterday.

It’s the fourth June 13th, ‘Brent would have been _ today,’ that has passed without him here. Since we lost him at 39, I’ve often written about how he’ll remain forever 39 in my mind and how strange it is to carry on aging without him passing through the number first.

40. 41. 42. Soon 43. These are all numbers I’ve experienced without him, and I don’t really know what to make of that. It just is.

ReflectionsBethAnne Kapansky WrightJune 14, 2020grief, loss, sibling loss, personal growth, spiritual connection, loveComment

52 Weeks (or The Time I Chose to Follow My Dreams)

I have a tradition that I do around Memorial Day each year. It began in 2016. Memorial weekend was a total gift that year. I’d just lost Brent that January, and after a long, cold, grief filled winter, the warm sunshine and blue skies that graced the last bit of May were medicine for my heart.

So were the flowers I bought in profusion that weekend. Cherry blooms, daffodil buds, purple pansies spilling out of their baskets— I turned the front porch and back patio into an enchanted garden, and I spent Memorial Day sitting on my porch in the sunshine, writing, drawing and enjoying time with my husband and our fur kids.

I was going through a deep process of transformation at the time…

One Step at a Time: Navigating the Unknown

We have several families of baby chicks on the property right now.

The eight, who I now call the adolescents, appeared about 7 or 8 weeks back. Right around the time when the world was stopping and everybody went indoors. We’ve been feeding them and watching them grow since from tiny little balls of baby fluff to gangling, rather awkward looking teens.

The little yellow family appeared about 4 weeks ago…

The Light of The Akashic Records

It’s not so much that I found the Akashic Records, it’s more that they found me.

Back in 2014, I heard by word of mouth about a woman who did Akashic Records readings. I didn’t know much about them, but I was open to dialoguing with spirit in new ways, and when my friend told me how powerful and helpful her reading was, I decided to reach out and see about doing one myself.

A week later I found myself sitting in a dark, quiet room at a yoga studio as the woman across from me told me about how we can access our unique soul wisdom, stored at an energetic level, through our Akashic Records.

Message from the Birds

It’s a sunny day on the island, and though bird songs are always plentiful here, they seem to have increased tenfold over the last month. Riotous melodies and chimerical chirps accompany these words, reminding me to find the joy in day.

It has come to my attention lately, that I’m very good at getting ahead of myself in life.