Liminally Rooted

Liminally Rooted

Seasonally and globally, we are in a liminal time—an in-between time. Often, this can feel a little uncomfortable, because there are many unknowns. Yet, intuitive writing asks us to slow down enough to access our senses … until we can listen. Listen to what...
Mountains and River

Mountains and River

These mountains and this river speak to the spirit of my blood. It’s not my place of birth, but I feel the songs this place sings: The songs that trill and echo on the tip of the ridge, then bellow—the drum beat of Maa—in swells of flowing water. Eagle cries as she...