Lammas, Lughnassadh, First Harvest, call it what you will, it’s here! We have made it to the third cross-quarter day on the Wheel, can you believe it? The next one is Samhain, which seems like forever away. Well, it’s not. We have survived 3/4 of this solar year. Whaddayaknow. Next stop, Autumnal Equinox. Uh huh. […]
My little town dodged a great big bullet last week, while destruction reigned all around us. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Tornadoes are beautiful, deadly bastards. Iowans may be slightly in love with them, honestly. We don’t get scared, we get excited. Instead of running for shelter, we are outside trying to record it.
I warned my partner this morning that I’m about to approach a whole new level of weird. He cocked an eyebrow, and I explained. He stroked my cheek and said, “That’s my girl.” Last night I was awake for a long time in the middle of the night. That’s not unusual, but it’s usually a
So many decisions. Some people hate to have to make any kind decision at all. “Is that your final answer?” Well, shit. I don’t friggin’ know, maybe? I guess? Are there do-overs? We have some amazing tools that allow us to tune in, check our guts, feel into the situation, but most of us are
Music has been my breath, an extension of my will, my constant companion, my lover, my mother, my child. My mom says I was singing with the church choir when I was six months old. I became obsessed with the guitar when I was three and began to play one when I was four. It
