It is such a deep pleasure to read this this morning as preparing for the sweetness and profundity of the long dark is upon us. Who knows what seeds will begin to germinate, maybe those old old seeds of wisdom that you have been tending so long in your writing, will come forth when we need them so. A beautiful piece and a beautiful poem from your wise heart.
Thank you for this countercultural and beautiful reminder to pause. I love thinking of rest as “the host of healing, insight, creativity, visions, dreams, and potentialities,” and if I have insomnia tonight, I will count it as grace and thank the full moon!
It is such a deep pleasure to read this this morning as preparing for the sweetness and profundity of the long dark is upon us. Who knows what seeds will begin to germinate, maybe those old old seeds of wisdom that you have been tending so long in your writing, will come forth when we need them so. A beautiful piece and a beautiful poem from your wise heart.
Thank you Beloved. Yes may the old old seeds of wisdom come forth to each of us in this time. Yes
Thank you for this exquisitely beautiful reminder and your poem🌹
Thank you Donna!
Thank you for this countercultural and beautiful reminder to pause. I love thinking of rest as “the host of healing, insight, creativity, visions, dreams, and potentialities,” and if I have insomnia tonight, I will count it as grace and thank the full moon!
Blessings and thanks to you always, and all ways, Mary.