Divine Feminine

There was a time when I would have been accused of being a heretic for my work.  My truest calling is to resurrect the belief in Goddess.  Her many names, and miracles almost forgotten for two thousand years.  The “new” patriarchal belief of the divine, buried her legendary power for centuries. The ancient people got it right; when they observed the births of Spring and conceived the idea that it must be the work of Divine Mother Goddess.  Goddess is the fertile seed from which all new creation springs from. 

Long before the “Lord Father God” belief, humans understood God to be Mother. Have you ever witnessed a miracle? You have if you have ever held a new born baby, witnessed a plant sprout from dirt, or had your breath taken away by art.  Creation is a miracle. Be it a baby, art piece, invention, or a business, to create is divine. 

The concept of ONE supreme spirit is a lot to comprehend. Ancient people divided the “ALL” into comprehendible archetypes giving each a different name and power possession.  The belief of Lord Father God in heaven, separates women from the divine by gender and place.  Ladies, I am telling you that God is Goddess inasmuch as your vagina is as vital as man’s penis.   She is not a holy ghost, that lives in heaven, she is you. She is that part of you that goes out into the world and makes a living.  That part of you that relishes the cool river water and soft grass below your bare feet.  That part of you that creates beauty. That part of you that plants hard dormant seeds knowing that beautiful new life will spring fourth.  That all knowing intuitive part that leads you to circles of women.  Have you ever felt serious and anxious and suddenly broke into laughter? That’s your Goddess self reeling you back into balance.  You are Goddess inasmuch as I am Goddess.  There is only one Divine.  We are all Divine, creating & dormant, loving & fighting, thriving & struggling simultaneously, we are One… Every living being is connected by an invisible thread vibrating at high, medium and low frequencies tethered together as ONE. We are feminine and masculine, Goddess and God, human and divine, separated only by domination.  

Below are some images from our Full Moon Ceremony that was dedicated to Ostara Celtic Goddess of Spring.

We have three Spring Equinox Events coming up, visit EVENTS PAGE for details.  Hope you can join us.



Tamara Trejo

March Full Moon Ceremony


You’re invited Women’s Full Moon Ceremony

Dedicated to Ostara, Celtic Goddess of Spring
Monday, March 9th 6:30pm

Please bring a scarf or light piece of fabric for the Spring dance. Everything else will be provided.

In honor of Ostara (Celtic Goddess of fertility and rebirth), we will embody the spirit of Ostara through dance, art and writing.  We will began our dance as a fertile seed, germinating deep within Mother Earth. Then sprout into a swirling array of energy symbolic of our dreams manifested.  Then return to rest and soak in our embodiment.

This new ancient ritual will strengthen your manifesting energy.

Expression of appreciation $20 ~ $50 donation
RSVP by email or text 650-303-5515

Utopia Greenhouse

“Feels like I am standing in front of a fresh blank canvas with clean brushes and every color of fine paint, inspired to create a new work of art. With a large brush stroke, I begin with indigo, the color of intuition; I paint a circle. In this circle, is a life of ease, creativity, abundance and like minded Utopian Women.  The concept is clear, the smaller details will take shape as I walk through the threshold of this new decade.”

I wrote the above statement in my news letter on New Year’s Day.  Now I have walked through the threshold of 2020 and my vague vision is crystalizing into the reality of  Utopia in the Greenhouse.  Last weekend we held a painting class and Spiral Muse Band concert, both events were fantastical.


Technically it’s still winter, but the Greenhouse is blooming with creativity and plans for a lot more soul soothing events.

Here are links for two upcoming circles.

SoulCollage         Spring Equinox Retreat

Hope you can join us.



Tamara Trejo


Batter of My Life

batter of my life

My Spirt is Young and energetic.

My Soul is ancient and infinite.

Spirit, the performer.

Soul, the witness.

Spirit, happy in the doing.

Soul, content in being. 

Spirit, seeks. 

Soul, knows.

Spirit, creates the painting. 

Soul, inspires the image. 

Sprit stands before the blank canvas with paint brush in hand,

Soul informs the right hue and brush stroke.

Spirit writes and writes so many words.

Soul edits to the essence.

Spirit walks onto the dance floor and begins to move.

Soul becomes one with the music with fluid movements.

Spirit cooks a delicious meal.

Soul delights in the smell and taste.

Spirit is swift.

Soul is compassion.

Spirit says, let’s go on an adventure and create something magnificent.

Soul says, we are warm and content, don’t move, just breath.  

Sprit says, let’s have a party and celebrate. 

Soul says, let’s dive deep and meditate.

Spirit says, the colors of the sunrise are so pretty I’ll get my camera.

Soul says, be still, and marvel.

Many years ago, I gave Spirit too much voice; always creating and seeking satisfaction, rarely knowing contentment. 

Seeking satiation I retreated from the world and gave Soul a stronger voice. In that time of “Being” I experienced too many dreams unrealized.

Spirit and Soul hold the same weight; they sit perfectly balanced on the scale of justice.  One feather breath more from either and alignment tips. 

With stable strength they guide me in living a balanced life.  They reside within my body, providing a life force nutritional batter.

When I feel the oneness of both folded together in perfect consistency life is a piece of cake.

By Tamara Trejo

For a New Beginning

In out-of-the-way places of the heart,
Where your thoughts never think to wander,
This beginning has been quietly forming,
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.

For a long time it has watched your desire,
Feeling the emptiness growing inside you,
Noticing how you willed yourself on,
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.

It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the gray promises that sameness whispered,
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,
Wondered would you always live like this.

Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream,
A path of plenitude opening before you.

Though your destination is not yet clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is at one with your life’s desire.

Awaken your spirit to adventure;
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk;
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm,
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.

By John O’Donohue

2020 New Year

Happy first year of a New Decade.
After a long winter rest, I feel my energy returning. The thought of a new decade feels like I am standing in front of a fresh blank canvas with clean brushes and every color of fine paint, inspired to create a new work of art. With a large brush stroke, I begin with indigo, the color of intuition; I paint a circle. In this circle, is a life of ease, creativity, abundance and like minded Utopian Women.  The concept is clear, the smaller details will take shape as I walk through the threshold of this new decade.

Our first gathering of the new decade will be on full moon, I hope you can join us.

January 2019 New Year Gatherings
Emerging Space Greenhouse
at Moon Mothers Nursery
401 Prospect Way Half Moon Bay

Full Moon Ceremony
Friday January 10th 4:30pm

Spirit~Quest Collage Circle
Saturday January 18th 10:30am ~1pm

You’re invited
Full Moon Ceremony
Friday January 10th 4:30pm


In this gathering, we will enjoy our annual year-in-review slide~show. We will dive deep into manifesting and strengthening our magnetic attraction to our dreams, in this new year of infinite potential.  Bring your journal, drum and two blankets.
Please RSVP email or text 650-303-5515


You’re invited
Spirit~Quest Collage Circle
Saturday January 18th 10:30am ~ 1pm

“What if we’re all meant to do what we secretly dream?
“What would you ask if you knew you could have anything?”
                                                                     Jena Stanfield

To celebrate this new year of infinite potential, we will gather to create a Spirit-Quest Collage. The richness of 2020 will be revealed. Your creation will give voice to vague whisperings and expand them into clear focus. With Sage wisdom, you will intuitively create a treasure map of divine direction. It will be a visual guide to the abundance that is your birthright. This creation will become a power source of faith throughout the year. It will show you where to focus your energy. It will provide confidence to proceed on the path of your dreams with ease and grace through darkness and storms. This Spirit-Quest Collage will hold tomorrow’s gifts that await you.

What magnificence awaits you in 2020?
What will empower you to rise to your highest calling?
What will make your spirit soar?
What actions will best soothe your soul?
What will bring you the most joy?
What new pleasures, adventures and skills will you discover in this new year?

The universe has placed so many new prizes just out of your sight. In this gathering we will listen to the silent megaphone of the Goddess and create a visual looking-glass, a Collage of knowingness.  $40 includes all supplies  RSVP 

2020 is such an excellent number. Perfect vision is 2020.   May your vision for living your best life will be as clear as hindsight.

I look forward to welcoming you in circle at our sacred Emerging Space Greenhouse.


Tamara Trejo


Closing Time

Alone, with hundreds of plants I closed our sacred nursery for the year. In silent ritual I sprinkled tiny grass seeds on the greenhouse lawn giving thanks to the living carpet that has supported so many divine circles this year.  Cutting back the last spent greenery on the hydrangeas and peonies, felt like bathing my babies before putting them to bed. Tucking the wee ones close together to keep them warm and secure from wind and cold I silently said, “time to rest dear little plants.  Thank you for shining so brightly for our guests, you filled our sacred space with oxygen, beauty, and peace.  Your work is done for the year.  Let the limited sun light energy seep into your core and roots to sustain you in this time of rest.”

goddess light

Lightly I stepped outside, closed the outer gate and exhaled deeply as I turned the key to lock.  My work at the Nursery was done for this year.  To tell the truth, being the custodian of that sacred land is a lot of hard physical work and I love it.  Moon Mothers Nursery inspires me to create beauty.  It is a sanctuary for Healing Art teachers to facilitate unique art circles.  It’s home to an elusive garter snake, beautiful red fox and lots of birds.  As I drove home I imagined the animals having a solstice party while the humans are away.

As I write this blog entry I feel a new sense of place, my home.  The place of my comfortable bed, sweet husband and two purring cats.  Like the plants at the nursery I’ll send my energy to my roots as I prepare my home to receive my family and real close friends.  Mindful of the natural slow rhythm of this time of the year, I will rest a lot.

Hope you all do too.


Tamara Trejo

Gratitude Museum

She lived in a Gratitude Museum

Free from normalness

Nurtured by creativity

Bending and stretching everyday

She heard Grandmother’s emphatic whisper, 

“Its time to expand. Open the unexplored door.”

Boldly she stepped through the threshold

Into a land of creative genius.

Clearly seeing with excellent peripheral vision

Knowing in an instant

A power source, of arousing luminescence and sorcery

Elusive mirage, get closer it moves away

Wielding the power of laser focus

Following creative impulses

Sacred geometry, emerged into old world art.

Landscape of the divine.

Gratitude Museum02

Image and Poem by Tamara Trejo

Happy Thanksgiving


Vesta, Goddess of the Hearth

The Vestal Virgins were High Priestesses that kept the flame in the temple of Vesta burning perpetually for a thousand years.  Vestal Virgins were real women who officiated sacred ceremony and holiday rituals. They cared for sacred objects, were the keepers of divine wisdom and secrets of the universe.
In an attempt to convert the world to Christianity and erase all Goddess beliefs, Emperor Theodosius destroyed the Temple of Vesta. He may have destroyed Vesta’s Temple but her Spirit is undying and lives on today.
On this November full moon we Moon Mothers gathered in sacred ceremony to kindle the flame of Vesta through ancient ritual. We embody the sacred wisdom of the Vestal Virgins (Priestesses) and gave credence to creating and maintaining a warm home.
The giving and receiving of hand-crafted gifts opened us to universal abundance. In a silent gratitude, labyrinth walk, our energies homogenize in thankfulness. With grace and ease we danced the Celtic Weave, flowing from leader to follower, we never faltered. In circle, each woman shared her warm wisdom and stoked the flame of Vesta.

The rituals from this powerful gathering prepared us for this dark time of the year. It readied us for our loved ones, who are continually drawn to us for comfort and counsel.  Our warm flame may be blazing logs in a fireplace, a candle or a hot cup of tea.  The shape and size of the flame is not important, what matters is that we create and hold a warm space in our home. A simple place of ease, abundance, thankfulness, warmth and wisdom.
“A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle.”
“Home is the place your soul resides.”
“The hearth is the heart of the home”


Best wishes to you and your cozy home.  We will not gather for full moon ceremony in December.


Tamara Trejo

Full Moon Ceremony

You’re invited, Last Full Moon Ceremony of 2019
Dedicated to Vesta, Goddess of the hearth.
Tuesday November 12th 4:30pm
Emerging Space Greenhouse

Please bring your favorite pome, Words of wisdom, or healing motto for circle speak. Also bring a blanket and dress in layers.

Expression of appreciation $20 ~ $50
Please RSVP email or text 650-303-5515

Still Dark

Except for me, The whole world asleep, even the birds.  Still dark sky, my body awake, eyes open, mind fully conscious.  My Maiden mind says, go back to sleep, you love to sleep, it’s not time to wake.  But my Crone body awake and I like it.  Feeling rested, I heed my body’s instincts and rise from my cozy bed, don my short soft robe and walk barefoot outside.  The patio deck cool on my feet awakens me even more.

Father Sun out of town, taking with him all the colors of green, yellow, and baby blue, giving the normally green trees and plants a rest from the spot light.   The world now purple, indigo, magenta and black.  The sky owning the stage. Towering black trees stand guard like bouncers in a night club.  Mother Moon appearing as a crooked little, silver letter C hanging in the distance. She casts just a sliver of light creating subtle shadows and giving the stars a chance to show themselves. Still water in the distance, reflecting this fantastical exhibition.  A trillion star lights snugglng close together making an irradiance fuchsia fog beginning high in the cashmere sky. Stars look like a white ant farm crawling slower than a snails pace to an unknown place below the deep purple horizon.

“Rise and shine” my mother always said when waking me in the morning.  All my life her words have echoed in my mind upon rising to begin my day. My life has changed, I have changed, My circadian rhythm keeps time differently.  As I witness this dark AM Autumn odyssey,  I wonder has this ever happened before?

The Universe silently whispers, Yes, you have just always been to tired and sleepy from your hard working life to wake up and experience the bewitching darkness.

still dark

Story and Painting By Tamara Trejo


Tamara Trejo


Ancestral SoulCollage Circle

This Saturday October 26th, 10:30am ~ 1pm

We will gather to create SoulCollage® cards

and nurture ourselves.

 Emerging Space Greenhouse

inside Moon Mothers Nursery & Garden Shop

401 Prospect Way Half Moon Bay Harbor


“It’s by honoring and naming each of our parts that we become a new whole”            ~Seena B. Frost

We gather to intuitively create SoulCollage® cards that will reveal the many, powerful parts of ourselves; Cards that speak of our truest soul essences; Cards that speak of our loved ones & ancestor who have influenced our lives; and Cards that speak of our dreams. This process is a way of giving visual credence to who we really are, who we have been and who we will become.

No previous experience necessary. All supplies will be provided. Women only

If you have made SoulCollage® cards in the past, please bring your cards.

You choose offering Sliding Scale $20 ~ $50

RSVP email tamtrejo@pacbell.net or text 650- 303-5515

Looking forward to creating with you.


Tamara Trejo

10 year anniversary

Sunday night was the Moon Mothers ten year anniversary.  I still feel inspired and motivated when preparing for ceremony and know that Divine Feminine Ceremony is relevant and needed in todays world. We began as a nomadic tribe gathering in the forest at the beach and other sacred places. Last year we settled in our new home Emerging Space Greenhouse.  I know that leading women in divine feminine ceremony is my true calling and I will continue this work as long as women keep coming.  This morning I wondered how the Moon Mothers felt about our ceremonies.  

I send out an email and asked; Why do you attend full moon ceremony?  Below are a few of the responses.

I have made new friends.

I have a renewed sense of self.

I am happy.

I have begun painting.

I have started journaling my dreams.

I have tuned into intuition.

I have connected under the full moon with dozens of women with loving hearts and souls.

I have received important messages regarding flow and path.

I now walk with my head held high and light shining bright.

Tried giving henna tattoos. Call me any time, I want to do it more.

Tried blowing a conch. I did not even know what a conch was.

Tried speaking my truth aloud. Still trying. I do not like to talk about the past.

Started a garden. Actually—am addicted to succulents—but that seems like a healthy addiction to me.

Learned about plants—I have a cool plant app on the iPhone that helps ID plants.

Harvested sunflower seeds and created a brand—my son grows sunflowers and harvests and reuses seeds—he created a brand and we have seed packets.

Made a magic wand…and with each wind of the ribbon spoke an affirmation. Wow.

Created a soul collage and watched as it manifested. 

Meditated and met my spirit guide (s).

Meditated and discovered by spirit animals. This was my favorite gathering—it was deeply intense and I could have journeyed a lot more. I went back, jotted down more encounters, and drew pictures.

I am inspired by seeing, hearing, and connecting with the other women. I get a greater sense of self and a sense greater than self. The circle has provided me with many “firsts” and many empowering thoughts to try new and interesting things.

Linda B JOY

I come for the sisterhood and I love that it flows so beautifully. It helps me reconnect to my divine feminine and with all the beautiful women there who are doing the same thing.

Kellie M

To connect with source, myself, and women

Reminder of who I am, some social time with women I don’t see often, often a surprising reflection of my work/beingness

I like learning about the faces of the goddess, and how we can embody the goddess. I like writing letters, etc., and doing symbolic crafts with my hands.

Danielle K

Linda, Kellie and Danielle I truly appreciate your response to my question. lakshmi

I will continue to gather the women on full moon as my ancestral Grandmothers have done for eons.

With deep gratitude for all the women who heed the call to gather in divine feminine circle I honor your Goddess Spirit.



Tamara Trejo

You’re invited Full Moon Ceremony

October Full Moon Ceremony
Dedicated to Lakshmi ~
 Hindu Goddess of Prosperity

(Moon Mothers 10 year anniversary)

Sunday October 13th 6pm


On this night we will embody the abundant light of Lakshmi. We will see our own brilliance through the eyes of others and keenly connect to our soul gifts.

Please bring  two self addressed envelopes, writing tablet, pen and a blanket.

Let me know if you will attend.
email or text 303-5515

Expression of appreciation $20 ~ $50

Hope to see you when the moon is full.

Tamara Trejo


Standing steady on the mountain top at dawn.  My gaze fixed on the eastern horizon patently waiting for daybreak. Slowly tracing my breath from my feet to my crown feeling like a chestnut tree deeply rooted in mother earth.

The tiny bright amber-gold-orange light of the rising sun looking like a half dome on the horizon. Feeling my ancestors standing behind me, balancing me and holding me safe in the moment. Every cell in my body alive with creative impulses I stood still, drinking in the moment.  Sun rising into a full blinding orb perched just above the horizon too bright, my gaze turns upward.  It’s rays shining on clouds appearing like cotton candy dipped in honey hanging in a sparkling ocean blue sky, of slow shifting hues. The infinite possibilities of this auspicious day filling me with subtle joy. The core of my being strong with knowledge of other worlds, I dare not move.

I was witnessing sunrise of the Autumnal Equinox, the moment of planetary balance between light and dark. This natural annual event washed my heart back to infantile innocence. 

The kaleidoscope of color presented by the rising sun gradually turned to a pale white-blue sky.  Silently I stood on the mountain top, tongue resting at the roof of my mouth, lips gently touching, truly satiated in this moment.

Then the brightness of this special new day too much for my eyes.  I turned my face towards the silent valley.

Whoop, Whoop, Whoop, the sound of wings beckoned my attention.  There, at my left shoulder was a pure white dove.  She began a soft Coo-coo  Coo-coo Coo-coo song.  Enthralled I had to join her song, Coo-coo Coo-coo Coo-coo.  Peace, peace, peace.

In that moment the mystery of my life purpose was revealed.

I am merely a catalyst.