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꧁❖SHADOW WOMAN❖꧂

꧁❖SHADOW WOMAN❖꧂

I was 22 when I had my first mystical experiences (or 3, it could be argued, but there was a big gap in between 😉). One came to me in a dream: I dream I am in this small, black room, and I see no way out. But suddenly, out of nowhere, a cloaked woman appears. She...
❈ HOMECOMING ❈

❈ HOMECOMING ❈

While our hungry ghostsAnd the machine they createdDevour all that is beautifulStrange and wild I would like to see Beauty herselfbegin to do the devouring Eating all that is uglyAll that is festeringLet the walls be overtakenwith vines, flowers,butterflies,...
For Boulder… {grief medicine}

For Boulder… {grief medicine}

Sometimes grief moves in silence, a dark undertow too deep to fathom. Sometimes it is moments of bright grace, and tears that heal. Sometimes it is a screaming howl. Sometimes it’s gratitude. Sometimes rage. Always raw, unwieldy, unexpected ~ a thing to allow,...
Bounty & Loss…

Bounty & Loss…

As I type this, I have arrived in a very different habitat/ecosystem. My heart aches a bit for the wild forests I have left behind ~ soon to turn to dust and brown, all the while exclaiming one last display of glorious, colorful splendour, and shedding their last...
On Naming…

On Naming…

Herein are just a few friends from my walk today…and some words about naming, and knowing the world around us: . . . I love naming things – not so I can check them off a list or file them off in a box somewhere, nor commodify or capitalize off them – but because...
My Earth Mama

My Earth Mama

In the age of Covid, I find myself wishing we wouldn’t use this time to get more digital, but rather to get more earthy. I’ve started to wonder: since when, and why, has outdoor and hands-on work fallen so out of fashion, while staring at a screen while sedentary for...
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