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Changes of season song
The sunlight that no matter how clear and contrasted was like a blanket’s pulled up on it bc of that dark. The uppershore ppl in my dream and especially what they were peddling. Fall Equinox week, 78 degrees in the hurricane-clean, bare feet and the hot feel good sun. The signs, pirate smile and wink…
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Praise, @ first harvest
The creek is dark orange and mud brown, the tannins from the bald cypress so rich with mineral it almost floats like an additional layer of color on top. The water looks solid. Or, viscous. Standing thick creek muck in the standing July heat. Then it’s the full moon, and the new month starts, bringing…
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On the first full moon of summer
The yarrow and mimosas are in flower, it’s a perfect night for lavender elder offering shmr and my nettle tops are finally ready for tea… Some vision comes for the continued establishing of the wild flower ditch, and on the first full moon of summer I pray (help us remember) to believe we’re magic…
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Summer just started
Sometimes in the early stages of learning to track their patterns I invite embodiment members in our co-op to learn their women’s mystery moon, meaning their own cycle of their own womb. And to do this I illustrate the idea that if asked, folks usually answer that the moon’s cycle is 28 days when in…
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The Grand March
Kenna had awards banquet Wednesday night. She was a nominee for the faculty award, made the president’s academic excellence list, and will graduate in two weeks magna cum laude. After, the kids went home with their mom til the other side of the weekend, and next weekend is Memorial Day and they are going camping…
Kel 