in this time between seasons as the wheel turns and the days darken, the cold becomes turgid then flaccid and again– disorienting to this body that craves comfort. on a pilgrimage in the forest i am held and feel the soft earth ‘neath my feet. my warm breath is a bouquet of white flowers greeting…
Over the past couple of months, I have made a couple of lists of things that make me giddy or bring me joy. Part of my work with conscious creation is to “flip my switch” to raise my vibration. Naming the things that make me feel good and posting them where I can see them…
“Don’t give up on me and I won’t give up on you.” ~Michael Franti The world is not ending because the banks are corrupt. (Greed has always existed and is rapidly being replaced by sharing. You’ll see.) The world is not also not ending because fish and birds are dying. (They die all the time…
