Prayer, to Mokosh Who is Also Death Wolf At Mutating Door

It never ceases to amaze me, I am awakened the night before last to the whir of my own stressors but watched from afar, not all the way connected, knowing I wasn’t awakened by my whir knowing there was a slam-fit hit to my solar plexus space, and like that I meandered through the day….

On such brand new ground

On our walk Saturday me and Laverne are two hours through the spires, through the greens the pinks and yellows, the sweetest braids of brand new all the way to the clear clear water of the bay.  Joint where we first met ten years back sunrise fire orange mornings over the Assawoman hella early and…

New Moon before Lunar Beltane. Imagination as Calling.

It is new moon, it is respite, yearning.  It is the earth, her shadow upon the face of the moon. Her shadow calling breathless, calling in, calling home.  Sing song call, to rest.  Rest, nurture and reset yourself in the stillness of her peace. Quarantine Clarity.  Shows me myself. In all things the constant, how…

The blessings blessings bring.

I committed to my own therapist that I’d be writing, I don’t feel like writing in my journal, processing and tracking seem obsolete right now, but this, this sitting quiet, breathing deep in my corner.  Smudging with herbs I grew and blessed and harvested myself.  Candle dance touching that spot in my heart that muscles…

Since the time of the desk

The last time I went on vacation I drove 45 minutes up the coast highway and landed in a cheap boarding house I’d booked the night before on a 3rd party finder. Room cheap like the plastic blinds had runners missing in halves and a busted fridge that smelt like hot breath cheap, and a…

tiny as i am

Ahh right that’s what they wanted me to do circle on, I am thinking of or feeling out this- level generational patterning and deep in thought so that some parts of me are gigantic geometrics vibrating in the ether cortex, making mockery of satellites and shame.  On her way out the door I am blowing…

She be Big when Rising. Last Full Moon of Winter.

Dazzle yourselves this weekend dearest lovies, it’s our LAST WINTER MOON  !! This moon cycle brings on the season of light, or Spring Equinox. Spring is the energy of innocence and child-like whim and wonder, of dawn and birth. Opening to that light sweetness can be transformative this weekend. The last moon cycle of Winter,…