Soul Mates Souls don’t talk to each other like that no words or sounds let alone the yelling It’s more a conversation of silence Slowly moving, feeling, being together I feel you near me and I know my soul knows this beautiful quality of silence
Here’s where I share my thoughts on all things grief, Earth, community, collapse, justice, and love — so basically all things.
Month: February 2017
“Alarm bells should be going off and lights should be flashing everywhere…” Mick Collins, author of The Unselfish Spirit, said this when he was talking about the state of our planet. And, it’s true. We’re destroying the Earth and each other. We’re losing nature and all the wild things she holds. These are real losses, heartbreaking losses. I work with, and deeply feel, Earth grief (eco-grief) constantly. Every > MORE
Re-Wild This freedom suits me and my wild side the wild inside the wild outside Everything is so uncertain and I can’t gulp it in quick enough I love the taste the sound of ever roaring silence
Lilly, the barn cat, died. She was our warrior cat with a kinked tail and rough veneer. Her energy had a fierce presence to it, and when she appeared I could instantly tell she had stories she could tell—she had been through a lot. She was a survivor, resilient and independent. Yet, when she died she looked tender and soft. Her body was curled up gently and her > MORE