When I was eleven years old, I sat at the base of the Temple of Athena on the Acropolis in Athens. A photo from that day rests on my bedside table—a still moment in time, framed by weathered stone and ancestral memory. My father was Greek, and though I didn’t know it then, that visit planted something ancient in me. Something that would root itself deep and bloom decades later. Whispers from the pillar…
OracleFest’s Podium Series
Recently, as part of OracleFest’s Passion Podium, I was invited to speak “at the pillar”—not in stone, but in spirit. The event organizer shared a vision she had of me: vibrant, adorned, alive with flowers, speaking softly about our place in nature. She said the image came through so vividly that she knew I had to be part of the series. I took that as a blessing.
When I watched the video she created for the series—an old 8mm film depicting the Oracle of Delphi—I felt the full-circle moment. Though Athena’s temple was not an oracle site, the Oracle of Delphi and the Acropolis were deeply intertwined. The Delphic prophecies, attributed to Apollo, are believed to have influenced not only the spiritual fabric of Athens but even the architectural direction of the Acropolis itself. Athena’s temple was a place of deep religious and cultural centering. Both sacred spaces—Delphi and the Acropolis—stood as beacons of guidance, wisdom, and devotion to the divine feminine and the mysteries of spirit.
It occurred to me that my path—now grounded in healing, intuition, and remembrance—might have begun long before I ever practiced Reiki, read oracle cards, or blended essential oils. Perhaps I was always circling back to the oracle.
The Oracle of Flowers
At the Passion Podium, I shared about working with flowers as oracles—not only through cards, and the flowers themselves, but through their most distilled form: essential oils. These botanical essences hold more than scent or chemistry. They carry memory. Archetype. An invitation to presence.
I spoke of the ancient knowing that lives inside each blossom—for example, rose for devotion, neroli for peace, ylang-ylang for the heart’s unwinding and geranium for joy. These aren’t just fragrances; they’re allies. They speak not only to the body, but to the soul.
Passion isn’t always a flame. Sometimes it’s a bloom. Sometimes it’s the soft whisper of a flower asking you to remember who you are.
✍️ A Prompt to Remember
As part of my offering, I invited participants to select a floral essential oil—or to simply imagine a flower that stirred something within them. I asked them to close their eyes, breathe it in, and listen- to allow the flower to speak in a whisper. Then I gave this prompt:
“What do you want me to remember about my passion, my purpose, my essence?”
And then: write. No censoring. Five minutes. Allow the subconscious to flow onto the page.
I’ll leave it there with a few final thoughts:
You are not separate from nature.
You are not separate from your calling.
You are the bloom and the root.
You speak with the voice of the flower and the stone.
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