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I've had a few questions & queries about the Imbolc retreat, so here we go!
That covers most of the questions I've hhad so far, but reach out if you have any more. And I'm slowly pulling out of this flu. I even washed my hair last night!! (I know, the excitement in my life is ripping!) Bríd libh Órlagh P. S. Don't forget, early bird pricing is available til Monday, 6th January, 5pm Irish time. Sign up here! Check out the links below: Patreon Website |
I'm dedicated to helping women in particular develop their spiritual path in life. I'm focused heavily on Brigid in Ireland, although not all my followers are! I teach, speak, coach and mentor people to help them along their own individual path, based on what lore we have, but also allowing for each individual path to develop as it needs to.
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