I have given you my mouth
and you have given me the night.
Wet, scent, petals and lips,
the gift of an open gate.
a small fire in the darkness
I have given you my mouth
and you have given me the night.
Wet, scent, petals and lips,
the gift of an open gate.
a small fire in the darkness
as if approaching a wild animal, a deer
or a sleeping fox
move quietly.
enter with awe.
This is a summary of my experiences with the medicines that have been amazing blessings along my path with this hidden teacher.
Read MoreA woman drawn back to the sea,
shores her elder’s left
searching for seeds they carried
she chases the intoxicating flowers to the corners
of the earth, the ones that spin
a fury of fire in the body
and turn the eyes to God.
Walking in the Vermont woodlands, along rushing streams and tall pines, hay scented fern fills the air with its sweet perfume.
Read MoreThis is how I experience and know these trees and their medicine – a combination of bark, wind, quaking wood ringing like chimes… plays of light, the presence of silence and stillness… green needles in snow, white sky, clouds, soft earth, breath…
Read MoreI am sitting at the ocean’s edge wrapping leaves together of Willow, Red Clover, Jasmine, and St. John’s Wort, in front of a lit candle.
Read MoreMy life has been a love affair with nature, and I’m not sure I could write a more passionate love story. There is no place more sacred in my experience than the landscapes of wild nature.
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