I found two crow wings in the woods,a few thin bonesand other feathers scattered around…
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It was such an honor to be a guest on the Home to Her podcast…
Two Octobers ago my last grandmother died, my last living grandparent. As the leaves turn…
Oh, holy, holy these prayers that drift on falling leaves and wisps of cloud dropping…
“It’s a wild snail festival out here!” —Tanner (age 3) We recently got home from…
“I made soup tonight and all my ancestors danced in the pot, with the barley,…
Part 1: The Question It is October, the veil is thin the year is waning…
“If the mind can get quiet enough, something sacred will be revealed.” –Helen Tworkov in…