January 13, 2021Getting Crystal Clear Visions
A friend of mine told me recently that she celebrates the new year in three stages. At the solstice, she acknowledges the collective spiritual beginning of the new year. On January 1st, she marks the start of a new cycle of work and finances. And on the first new moon in January she finally
January 5, 2021A Reading for 2021
I remember when I started giving intuitive readings in my twenties. I had expected to receive direct messages, clear-cut answers to share with my clients. Instead, I saw storied metaphors. At first I was disappointed, but I soon came to realize that these metaphoric images helped me— and the person I was working with— understand
December 15, 2020The End Before the Beginning
Marked by the longest nights of the year, the solstice season has always been defined by a profound pause. In Latin, the word “Solstice” translates as “sun stays still.” If you watch the sunrise on the days around the Solstice, it appears as if the sun is halted in one place on the horizon.
December 8, 2020Small Celebrations Matter
Last week we had our first snow of the year. A dazzling down that blanketed the land in white, it felt like a hug from the sky. After an unusually quiet Thanksgiving— and the news that Christmas would be similarly spent— the coziness of the snow felt like a gift. With the roads impassable
daydreaming, the gathering of thoughts and dreams as one might collect fallen tufts of wool
the harvesting of herb, root, flower or inspiration from the wilds
Asia Suler is a writer, teacher, medicine maker and seeker who lives in the blue folds of the southern Appalachian mountains. Woolgathering and Wildcrafting is her grass-stained journal from the hillsides of the living world. It’s full of recipes, musings, plant monographs and poetics. So grab a cup of tea and come on in for a spell. Open up to a page in this shared tome to find a hand-pressed flower, words of comfort, or a small glen of inspiration for your day. Visit Asia’s online classes for more.
Paths through the Wood