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
Here’s where I share my thoughts on all things grief, Earth, community, collapse, justice, and love — so basically all things.
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
My good friend is going through an extremely painful breakup. It was a long-term relationship, they lived together, they built a life together, she envisioned their future together, and he ended it very abruptly. Understandably, she’s spent this first month mostly in shock and tears. She’s trying to navigate life without her person. She’s trying to get to work every day and not fall apart. She’s trying to > MORE
Loosen my grip… I came here once and you comforted me You told me to let go “Loosen your grip and let go.” And I listened because I couldn’t not because I missed you because I trust you I’m still right here Learning to be only here Now, you say, “Let go more than you ever thought you could and then let go some more.”