Plantcestor: Foxglove
Mending and Rewilding the Wings of the Heart
The foxglove has bloomed in abundance here in Ireland this summer, an every-other-year event as these sweet, towering, perennial bells take their time releasing their medicine through the land. The last time I was with foxglove was in the PNW in 2024 (pictured above), when I got the call that it was time to expand, fly free, and embark on the wildest open-ended adventure of my life thus far. Before that, it was the summer I birthed my Oracle Deck, Messages from the Heart of the Divine, in Northern California, where foxglove offered my heart a space to slow down, feel, connect to the heart of the divine, and grow through the birthing of a long-held dream. Now, in communion and co-creation through another heart-expanding moment of birth and growth, I have never seen foxglove as I have upon these emerald lands—some towering above my head, some bowing down at the earth in one long, outstretched sweep as if they are pointing the way.
The timing could not feel more aligned for the healing this land of Éire has expressed through me, and the medicine I have needed most in this season, which has inspired me to share her musings with you! This season has been one of deep heart initiations through big feelings that match the big weather of Éire, resurfacing intimacy wounds, attachments, old relational traumas ready to be mended, heart-breaking past-life clearings, and my strong prayers for primary partnership, intimate village, and family that ignited it all.
When we pray, the earth always calls us into her womb to birth those prayers into potential!
Through the lens of the upside down, this season has also been one of reclaiming my fairy wings, my refined light forged through years of dark alchemy, and my wild heart from the oppression of the mind, religion, and colonization that have oppressed the wild, sovereign magic of Éire. These lands, and the elemental, tree, and plant teachers that weave through them, have been teaching me how to unburden from stories that long to be rewritten through the heart as we seed new dreams. Though the walk (more like flight) of the oracle is wild and mysterious, one thing is certain: these lands, from autumn, spring, and summer, have been readying my heart for love in new expressions and forms, preparing for its divine flowering. And Foxglove has played a role.
In this piece, I am going to share the medicine, mystery, heart healing, and fairy lore of this beloved Foxglove friend, and how its expression and medicine cultivates greater union with love, aliveness, the good folk, and the otherworlds. This is an ally for all my fellow sensitive hearts, harmony seekers, those who are healing through relational wounds, and those connected to the realms of the fae and elementals.
