sara f; gomes
is a systems thinker, writer, and teacher
whose work stands on three pillars:
i – inner sovereignty
(how an individual becomes the author{ity} of their own mind)
ii – cognitive architecture
(the cross-disciplinary synthesis that allows one to see—and think clearly about—reality)
iii – civilisational design
(the world we use that clarity to build).
in her own words, she is a new school witch: a bridge between worlds,
weaving ancient wisdom with cutting-edge insight to spark transmutation.
sara works with people who are ready to understand themselves more deeply—and trust their own system fully—to ignite their joy and move through life with agency.
having learnt that healing starts in the mind, she moves to bring psycho-spiritual wisdom and symbolic literacy into conversation—to cultivate coherence and, thus, the freedom to walk as your highest self.
part academic, part mystic—
she sees the block, deciphers the why,
and distills complexity into the exact lens you need
to reclaim the self-trust to steer yourself—
for thou art thine own guru.
sara lives to get heroes in the saddle,
and breathes to shine the light that keeps them getting back on the horse.
(because everybody falls...
and the only thing more wonderful than watching someone Rise—
is watching them Rise, in all their muddy glory.)
sara was born in lisbon, portugal.
she emigrated to sydney, australia when she was 3, then relocated to london, england at 14.
sara followed the yellow-brick mainstream road (to a prestigious university where she was studying physics and astronomy) ...until she was 21—when a "catastrophe" shattered the paradigm beneath her feet (and dropped her into the red-pill flavoured functional-medicine rabbit hole she's been happily tumbling down ever since).
(hers is the one on the left.)
now—a spirited initiate of astrology, she offers mind-blowing tarot readings that bridge spirit with science, turning the transmutation of her own darkness into medicine for others.
sara has been called a swiss army knife, a fairy godmother and—to the abject horror of her sun-mercury-pluto stellium in scorpio (allergic to all things surface-level)—a walking encyclopaedia.
[(but) if she had to describe herself in three words,
they’d be alchemist, sage, elder (because too few would understand snake, bear, wolf).]
if she could etch just one truth into the collective, it would be this:
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darkness is just a lightbulb asking to be turned on.
...while we're at it, here are some more dark moon magic definitions.
[because the only thing more important than the words you use
is the meaning you choose to give them]
[[and if i’m going to use “dark” in my 'branding'
...and call myself a (new school) “witch”
(in honour of the highly respected wise-woman origins of true witches),
i really should do something to bring light to the polarizing worldview we've been fed
...and dispel the medieval propaganda still
painting witches—comparable to “dangerous dog breeds”, bullies and criminals
(who are all born rotten)—as inherently evil.]]
magic = working with the forces inside and outside of you to “magically” create the change you desire.
"magic" = inevitable change that is—to borrow words from my favourite comedian/visionary/sage—no more a miracle than eating food and a turd coming out of your ass.
dark moon magic = using reclaimed wisdom to work with inner and outer forces to “magically” change reality.
“huh!?”
well, considering the dark moon = is the sensible, logical, accurate epithet for the so-called "new moon"
(that wouldn’t need to be recalibrated if a foetus were called a newborn.
or an egg were called a chick.
or a seed, a seedling; midnight, the dawn; or winter, spring.)
you see the heartbeat of life goes:
(ba—boom) warming up—hot
(ba—bum) cooling down—cold
you can start on any beat, but the sequence is always the same.
for example:
cold, warming, hot, cooling, (return to cold, and repeat).
hot, cooling, cold, warming, (return to hot, and repeat).
in different octaves, this latter hot, cooling, cold... looks like this:
midday, dusk, midnight, dawn—ie of a new day.
summer, autumn, winter, spring—the season of new growth.
yet the moon—which moves to the same universal beat—goes:
full moon, waning moon... new moon? waxing moon ...!?
—cue right-eye twitch ('cause the left one relishes in chaos, apparently.)—
“so why dark moon?”
because beyond OCD (and what some might call unfairly intuitive), i am nothing if not logical.
the full moon—which hangs in the night sky, on the opposite side of the sky to the sun (that you will always find hanging in its perpetual-daylight bubble)—glows, visibly.
the antithesis, our so-called “new moon”, is to be found—but not seen, for it is invisible—hung right beside the sun within said daytime bubble.
[and on the rare occasion this “new moon” becomes visible, we don’t see the moon itself;
we see the infamous silhouette the moon occasion-ally casts (aka, the very aptly named—solar eclipse).
ie this phase (only ever visible as—!!spoiler alert!!—a 'dark orb') is the midnight / winter pause before the new cycle begins.
→ giving us the accurate and, more importantly, OCD-friendly:
full moon, waning moon, dark moon, waxing moon.
whereby the waxing moon is born with the true new moon: the first visible sliver of glowing crescent that—much like a foetus that is no longer a foetus because it has, in fact, been born—we can see. visually. (with our eyes.) → 👁 👁 ←
→ dark moon = a reclamation of wisdom (and sanity).
it is awareness of the winter / outer-stillness / rest phase of the cycle (≠ scrolling) stolen from our vocabulary by a profoundly sick society that would have you forget how nature works (ie how you work)
[because when you remember (and give yourself permission to) rest, you become the far less profitable, impossible-to-control force of nature that builds the momentum to break through every ceiling].
—cue the juggernaut, breaking through every ceiling—
hence, dark moon magic = using reclaimed wisdom to work with inner and outer forces to “magically” change reality.
an (old school) witch = a highly sensitive, nature-literate, lineage-based medicine wo/man—ie a nature-based healer.
these cunning folk (from middle english "cunning" meaning deep, extensive learning or skill) served not only as the original doctors (who carried the plant medicine knowledge from which all modern pharmaceutical medicine hails), but as elders—the spiritual counsellors the community was built around.
[please note: matriarchies are not inverse-gender patriarchies built around one woman.
feminine/yin archetypes lead not like the single tip of an arrow driving the community forward, but like a link in the chain holding it together.]
a hedge witch = ultimately, a solitary witch who (as a not anti-social but too-busy-with-her-[pre]occupation recluse) must be sought out by the community she serves.
though often mentored &/or rooted in inherited traditions, hedge witches refine a highly individual craft through self-directed learning, alchemized experience, and embodied intuition.
their lifestyle mirrors where they dwell mentally—on the metaphysical outskirts they’re anchored to by their devotion to empower their community at the deepest level.
[and a hollywood witch = the medieval caricature with “malignant supernatural powers”, who uses “black magic with the aid of a devil” to “affect injuriously”.]
a new school witch =
a “modern” research-fed & heart-led—systems by day, second-sight by night—polymath meets hedge witch,
integration-over-ideology scholar meets shaman (because elegant ideas that don’t make your life better are noise),
utterly rule-phobic engineer meets intuitive (because if doesn't account for the exceptions, it's dead weight)),
personal trainer meets chef of soul-food,
introvert meets extrovert,
fish meets bird…
barefoot storyteller meets space-age librarian (of the holographic universe), who lives to meet you with the words that unlock your joy.
because, you see, a new school witch is a bridge—
where all things empowerment → meet.
[please note: new-school witches don't teach the art and science of manifestation.
they teach the "magic" of alignment.]