The colors are waning now. The sun is riding low through the sky and the plants are changing into clothes of beige and amber.
I have been reflecting on how we experience this turning of the wheel, this changing of the seasons over and over...
Spirals have drawn me in since childhood. Not really understanding anything of their symbolism, they would appear as dreamy doodles on the outskirts of my journals and later in the interlocking tattoo along my lower back. Over time I came to...
WINTER. KIDNEY ENERGY. WATER ELEMENT
A thick blanketed hush lays on the land now. Hibernating frogs are resting still on the bottom of creek beds. The heavy breath of sleeping foxes escapes from stolen dens. Flower bulbs buried deep within the...
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