Photo by Julia Craice I saw the first geese of spring this morning while standing on the porch, watching my son point to them from the driveway. When the geese depart and when they return are sacred times for me. They mark the coming and going of the dark season. There's a letting go and … Continue reading The First Geese of Spring
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Embracing the Darkness: Francis Weller and the sacred life of grief
There are 20 days until the Winter Solstice, which means 20 more days of moving into the darkness before the light begins its slow return. The solstice makes a threshold between the waning and waxing of daylight, and is perhaps the most sacred day of the year for me, as I am one who has … Continue reading Embracing the Darkness: Francis Weller and the sacred life of grief
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