I’ve stopped typing as much. Or at all. I think I’ve stopped talking as well. I say platitudes. I am anesthetized with social media and watching war tragedy on a small screen. I see women abused. Children neglected. And again I know in two days I will hear “happy Monday” like a lollypop given after…… Continue reading With Feathers
Category: Full Moon
Protesting Week 9 – and Mother’s Day
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden… Protesting Week 9 and Mother’s Day Protesting this week involved standing out in the pouring rain. Some of the good humor of the crowd was diminished, out in the cold rain, some people balancing umbrellas and signs, others wearing waterproof gear. The crowd was fairly…… Continue reading Protesting Week 9 – and Mother’s Day
Protesting, Week Five
Adrift on stormy seas Where is home? It is nowhere and everywhere. It is in the bombed buildings of Sumy in Ukraine. You think – what a beautiful street. Now filled with people fighting to save lives. Broken trees. Blasted walls. A hand sticks out from under a coverlet, to protect the modesty of the…… Continue reading Protesting, Week Five
Don’t. Or do. Your Choice.
A preamble to decision making ahead of the lunar eclipse.Prose/poetry/tide/ebb/flow/boundaries/borders They are starting to be dangerously far removed from the world. Them. The people rushing around, removed from seasons, times, trees, and bogs, rivers and lakes. They bring their baggage to the ocean, and pick up the shells of the dead to remember they’ve been…… Continue reading Don’t. Or do. Your Choice.
Full Moon Dive
Scorpio Full Moon and other deep dives Well, they said the full moon and eclipse were going to be intense. What that could actually mean was unpredictable. After several years of unpredictability, I am no longer sure if I have shock fatigue or if I’m getting better at riding the wave. Dude. Last night teenagers…… Continue reading Full Moon Dive
