This week I've been walking with ghosts and miracles. It's made me question what I want; a solid Tantrika move. Let me back up a sec. We've been walking with The Tantrika, the archetype of blooming, attracting, and desire, since May 1st. When I say "desire", I don't mean …
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gratitude for early spring
I bet you've noticed. It's not early spring anymore. Trees are almost fully leafed out now, and gardens are beginning to flower in earnest. Here at Darkwood, the Black Pheobes are nesting, and my beloved favorite-of-all-time Wood Thrush has settled in for the summer. It's …
poems for spring
raindrops hanging from branchesstill winter bare.longer lightcoaxes growth.a season of surfacing.*** the luck ofa warm day in early springisgetting to clean out the ashesfrom the woodstove.*** Greet the world,beaming through the bare trunksgolden, goldenglowing, glowing (this is a …
Wild Timing
I live in the wild. I don't have any grass, nor even daffodils. My "yard" is a rhododendron thicket with native dogwoods, towering poplars, and all manner of hardwoods and conifers. And almost nothing is budding yet. In town, there are streets lined with the most wonderful …
a poem from way up high
A Poem for the Queen on the Summer Solstice: What do I see, up here with my bird’s eye? Acres of trying & failing & trying again. Long, constant rivers of ideas. I see paths worn deep, leading to temples with roofs shining and cemeteries for what used to be. Snowy …