I went live from outside Tampa as Hurricane Ian closed in, watching the wind through the window behind the camera. Storms make you prepare, adjust and look at your inner world, and with Mars trine Saturn overhead, I made it a day to rebalance first and then pursue with passion.

Drop a golden cord of light from the base of your spine to the planet's core and root like a tree. Whatever the storms bring, you are rooted, aligned and safe. Find the places that lack flow, thank them for their lessons, and let them go, then invite love and light into the open space. Bring golden citrine into your solar plexus and chant Ram. Give that fire structure. Rock your sit bones and root down in crimson, then fill your heart with green and your crown with a violet so pale it's almost white.

The C bowl went quiet until I asked for crimson, and then it sang again.