walking through shadowlands today under the light of this last full moon before solstice and the new turning of the sun… a day of walking from the garden down a path through the woods with a spirit, once so familiar, who delivers me to a wilder place, a sacred space of the divine feminine where a new and unfamiliar beloved community dances stripped down to bare essence under this moon of letting go… in this wilderness, i see a place of gathering to feel one’s center, to birth, not another, to birth oneself, to baptise oneself in the tears of the waters of life, to arise anew into a peace passing all understanding…

under this moon of mourning, we release what no longer serves to dwell in a wide, open spaciousness where we honor the divine feminine who inspires us to be the deep peace of the running wave, the flowing river, the dancing ocean and to build beloved community…

namaste…