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Are you a Psychopomp?

I remember the first time I had one of the dreams.  My older friend, who was like an auntie to me, had died. I was a teenager and deeply distraught so I drove to my best friend’s house to sleep over with her that night. I woke at dawn the next morning, holding my eyes open…

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What is your Second Song?

I’m sitting in a dark room nursing my daughter. It’s midday or it’s midnight and I’m here in the room because it’s the only place where she’ll settle. I’m here because I need to be. I’m here because there’s nowhere else to be. I’m here in a dark room singing the second song of my life….

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Why the Earth Created You

I’ve always known I was sensitive. As a kid I often felt deeply affected by things others seemed to take in stride. Like sleepovers. I still remember how hard they were. Long after everyone else had fallen sleep I would be lying immobile in my sleeping bag, staring at the ceiling and praying for dawn,…

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How to Embrace your Destiny

I was laying on my back with the windows open to the summer breeze. The coolness of the evening was just beginning to settle into the crease of the mountain and the scent of basil was still on my hands from the garden. It was one of those moments— quiet, complete, and rare— when you…

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Ancestral Herbalism

Once upon a time all of us were indigenous. At some point in the past we all had ancestors who came from a very particular place, a land where our stories lived, where we birthed our babies and buried our grannies, a place where we picked the herbs that healed the hurt and gave…

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Nice Girls vs. Kind Women

This post is a bit of a departure from my normal blog material (namely— nature, plants, poetry, ecology and metaphor), but the current news cycle and its endless ugly resurgence of sexism, violence, and misogyny (deep currents coming come up to the surface to be exhumed) has me thinking of the old ways that are…

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Matrilineal Magic

There is a thread that runs through the long tapestry of time. A line that connects us back to our grandmothers and great grandmothers and the lineage of womyn who came before. On a loom, each downward string is called a warp. Like time, these warp strings are the backbone that holds the weaving…

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