A journal of the wild soul
The past still hums in your bones.
The stories, the silences, the sparks that never went out.
Some are echoes.
Some are embers.
And all of them are yours.
Echoes & Embers is where we gather soul fragments — rituals, reflections, raw truths, and little sparks of light — to remember where we’ve been and ignite where we’re going.
This is the journal space of Fiadhaich Anam.
You’ll find:
🔥 Soul musings and seasonal reflections
🌕 Rituals and rewilding practices
✨ Fragments and fullness of poetry, nature, memory, and becoming
🌲 Invitations to rest, write, feel, and reconnect
This is a quiet fire.
You can sit beside it, speak into it, or let it warm your own becoming.
No pressure. Just presence.
Welcome to the remembering.
Welcome to the becoming.
Welcome to
Echoes & Embers
A Summer Solstice Ritual of Release and Return
Today, the sun stands still.
And in that pause, we remember who we are.Wild. Glowing. Ready.
The Summer Solstice marks the height of light, a time to honour what’s grown, what’s burned, and what is asking to be released.
For a moment, the Earth leans fully into the sun.
And we are invited to do the same.
To be seen.
To burn bright.
To shed what we no longer need.
To name what we now long for.
This year, I’ll sit with two pieces of paper — one in each hand.
🖋 On one, I’ll write what I’m ready to release - fears, stories, weight I no longer need to carry.
🖋 On the other, what I long to welcome in - light, freedom, connection, joy.
Then I’ll burn them both.
Smoke rising.
One hand letting go.
The other calling myself home.
1. Light a fire or candle at sunrise or sunset
Whisper a thank you for what has grown in you so far this year.
2. Forage or gather
Pick herbs, flowers, or even weeds. Place them in water and honour the life all around you.
3. Write your own two lists
What are you done carrying? What are you ready to receive? Burn or bury them.
4. Dance, howl, stretch, cry
Let your body mark this moment in its own language.
5. Rest
Yes - even in this light. Rest is a ritual too.
The sun has not forgotten you.
And neither has your soul.
Here’s to the longest light.
And to the wild soul rising with it.
🌞
With warmth and wildness,
Margaret
Firekeeper of Fiadhaich Anam
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