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Return again…

Return again…

Tools for navigating the dark night of winter solstice. For years now I’ve been practicing slowing down to honor the winter solstice, and still I have to remind myself that it’s OK to do so amidst a culture that wants us to constantly be on our game.

Autumn Grief

Autumn Grief

The flowers have all faded, the seeds scattered to the wind and to be swallowed by the ground; the moisture has evaporated and leaves burnt by the sun hang on by a mere thread before casting themselves off to die and become mulch and eventually new soil…

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