kiss of the wild (within)
'I am of the trees, crescere--​
bark skin ripples in reed-thin winds
belly echoes with the sun's eternal ache
a seed planted--rot, radix ( rooted )
// I am infinitely reaching...''
130 pages of poetry, as much about our own phases as those of the moon.
The creative process (& and our healing journey) is one of many twists and turns, winding serpentine passages - and it never quite leads the way we expect.
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This collection... is one exploring transitions: of the seasons, of life, of our emotions, our healing, our relationships, our dreams, and all the ways these shift - becoming reawakened, dying and being reborn while still living in this body, our whole essence. The tides of our life, of our emotions, ebb and flow - they move in and out, they come to save us and sweep us back where we belong. So journey with me now, on these Indigo Tides while we converse with the Moon.
Previously Published (from Singing through my Wolf Bones)
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