Writer, scribe, artist. Worlds of flower and stone, folkway and story, ceremony and tarot, medicine and magic.
I’m tempted to look for silver linings in rough days, being a natural optimist, but this has been a lot. A lot. Apart from the pandemic quarantine and the fires and the election and the general malaise of depression among just about everyone, not to mention (not to mention?) death all around, there is the sheer crushing dailiness of just going on, through uncertainty and fear and loss. Here are some of my lifelines.