Cate Asks Lightwork Dear Reader The Month of Ancestors A few weeks ago, I started my months-long ‘progress’ around this tiny island. After the kiln-level heat of London, I’ve so far had a foray into Birmingham and longer stops in calm and cooler Wales and Herefordshire, where the land still remembers the feel of rain and the skies are visibly starlit at night...next, Oxfordshire, then Scotland and after that a hop across to Ireland. My dream travel scenario. Where do I plug in my charger tho?...

What even is time. LOL. Photo by Donald Wu on Unsplash Hello Reader, This one is really just a bit of a natter. If you’ve somehow managed to avoid all the talk about the choreography of the sky ballet right now or avoided feeling any of the energy shifts, then this might not land. I think it reads like a reflection made during mid-flight turbulence with the seatbelt sign on. You know how they say everyone believes in God on an aeroplane… Cx Stardust and clock poems You may have heard me...

It’s hot out here in these streets. Drink water and stay safe now, you hear?! Caption by me and Illustration by Jess Baileyon Unsplash Hello Reader, TW: This edition of The Sporadic contains references to death, grief, a little sex and infidelity, which may be triggering to some people. How does the air feel around you? Late spring in London feels like mid-July right now. It’s tempting to attribute the energetic shift to the changing seasons: spring handing off to summer, ready to take over....