Since mid-June, an undulation of spirited cowgirls, always aglow, on and on they shine like poppies left quietly to grow in a field lit of morning sun. Their spark never to eclipse, for they all fend for one another and … Continue reading
Even the wind’s whistling halts in mid-air to take heed of the sky beams magnetically drawn to you.Piercing through the hushing air like a monofilament, you remain still.Your arrival inescapable,your unfolding heart everlasting.It’s been a strange, sticky summerit took your … Continue reading
It’s the bits of light that feeds me these days, especially in our frozen enrobed white landscape…such a welcome vision in February. No doubt this beloved band of earth commands my attention even if it’s not my seasonal preference. In … Continue reading
I’ve been scraping a whole lot of wind lately with this gua sha stone. Gua sha literal meaning is scraping sha bruises; to catch the wind, or catch a cold or fever is to scrape wind. I use this tool … Continue reading
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