Wordless Wednesday: The Selkie Folk Say Hello
Our ancestors knew that the oceans were haunted with the magic of the Selkie folk – wild seals that would shape-shift to human. Could this be one?
Our ancestors knew that the oceans were haunted with the magic of the Selkie folk – wild seals that would shape-shift to human. Could this be one?
On Sept. 1, the New Moon ushered in a pair of eclipses, starting with this annular solar eclipse. This week’s Lunar eclipse is the second of the pair.
Since tomorrow’s post will focus on the Card of the Week, I am sharing this important reminder about the true meaning of Labor Day. Forward together – not one step back.
I woke up this morning, with this poem that I’ve long loved running through my head. I am sure I needed it, and I bet you might, too. Yes. Yes. Yes.
On a recent walk down our hill to the river, my sweetie noticed Sister Turtle basking in the sun. Like her, may we pause and savor Summer’s pleasures. Blessings!
In July, John took this photo of Sister Blue Heron, as she flew along the Little River, just down the hill from our Laurel Hill Cottage. Change is in the wind.
Since today is the astronomical mid-point between Summer Solstice and Autumn Equinox, I am encoring my favorite poem that suits Lughnasadh so well. Blessings.
Can you spare three minutes today to still yourself, open your heart, and pray for peace? Accompanied by stunning landscapes and music, let us do so. Blessed be.
My owl guardian has been nearby, calling at night, and communing with me during the afternoons. Her blessings and protection are humbly accepted.