Some years ago it was necessary to accept and embrace my personal beast within (an ongoing process) thereby bringing a level of balance to the whole. Diving deep and with words streaming onto paper without hesitation … it was a day of miracles, spirit gifting and strong healing. Swift, deep and dark runs the River ofContinue reading “River of Rage”
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The Roof Hole Stars
Wild hair blows in the crisp night breeze Moonlight travel in the “Too cold!” freeze Throat frost pain in the run to warm Grandmother Moon looks down; no alarm “Where go you child, running fast and far?” “To the barn, and the hay, and the roof hole stars! They are all I need, dear Grandmother mine.”Continue reading “The Roof Hole Stars”
The Walking Owl 