It is July again, dark moon. Full she comes who brings the high tide, I float amid on my back watching oh the mists, as they have all year overtake, hold and quake, part and depart. Clear. They dance in relation. Two cranes make noises upon arrival every morning the swelter of green heat. The…
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Women’s Embodiment: Culture & Soul. At Summer Solstice~
Two weeks or so back, on the waxing moon of this cycle at the end of my work week, I was ovulating and in need for introspection. To be precise, la luna was moving into her 1st quarter phase, amplifying the Virgin Archetype medicine that I and others in our co-op’s Women’s Mysteries group imprinted…