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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The Answers are in the Otherworld

There is another world that lays alongside this one, like the twin roots of a great oak. In this Otherworld live all the hidden things— our departed loved ones, the old deities, the spark of new ideas, the Earth’s soul, our creativity. Running directly parallel to this existence, the Otherworld, as it’s understood in…

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Returning To Life

The bright copper of October has finally faded into the brown of November. There are more leaves on the ground then the trees now. When I walk my dog we kick them up in great fluffy piles. Like autumn butterflies, each leaf shows me what transformation can look like. Every season tells an invisible,…

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