Tag: Shamanism
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August
The last few days have been windy with the occasional blustery, mostly dry, storm. The breeze swishes trough the trees, making a sound that mimics the locus. Now and then, the locus sing in the morning sun. August has settled in, along with a steady heat. Folklore suggests the heat is tied to the Perseid…
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The Everyday Sacred
I once had a vision in which I saw that much of life’s arc is fated. In the vision, a spirit pointed this out to me, then advised me that the one thing I had some control over was my response to what happened. Occasionally I remember this vision and my anxiety for the future…
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Morning Begets Nostalgia
It promises to be a hot, humid day, yet at this moment the world is refreshingly cool. A lovely breeze passes intermittently through the window, moving papers around on my desk and caressing my arm. Looking out towards the lake, I see the tops of the trees swaying and bobbing in the wind. We are…
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In This house Made of Dawn
A rainy morning following a wet night, the moisture most welcome in this dry summer. It rained much of yesterday as well, the soft female rain alternating with a pelting male rain, soaking deep into the thirsty ground. For the first time in a while we donned long sleeve shirts against the damp and chill.…
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