Beltane and the Shadow Mountain Moon June 10 addenda Long walk this morning. Over to the Wilbur and Orville Wright cafe for breakfast. About 30 minutes. Walking and thinking, mulling. Pruned life. Not downsized, no. I want a full-sized life, … Continue reading
Beltane and the waning crescent of the Island Moon Friday gratefuls: The Hebrew alphabet. Sleep. Murdoch curled up beside me while I took my class this morning. Joe. His integrity. Seoah, her craziness. Mary, her resilience. Covid. Vaccines. Wind. Electricity. … Continue reading
Beltane (& Kau) and the Island Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Cardio. Coffee. Water. Murdoch. Logic. Emotion. Not separate. The Pearl River. The Mountains with Clouds backlit, drama provided by the rising Sun. Tenderness. Grief. Death. Ongoing life. Kate, always Kate. Comic … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Saturday gratefuls: Joe. His toothache. Waimanalo. Those Mountains, steep and creviced, covered in green. Hwy 2. The Beach in Waimanalo. Seoah’s tacos. So good, eaten outside on the patio with the Trades for cooling. Baseball … Continue reading
Beltane and the Moon of Mourning Saturday gratefuls: Kate, sticky with the honey harvest. Kate, shepherding me into a shower, giving me antihistamines after multiple bee stings. Kate, Celt, and I at the St. Kate’s art fair in St. Paul. … Continue reading
Beltane and the Moon of Mourning Thursday gratefuls: Kate and I sitting together at the St. Paul Chamber Orchestra, letting the music wash over us. Kate and I on the train, in bed, as we rolled through Germany. Kate fussing … Continue reading
Beltane and the Moon of Mourning Saturday gratefuls: Kate riding with me after dropping folks off at the airport. Kate being here when I came home. Kate at her Bernini, sewing, sewing, sewing. The Bounce. Eigner. Joe and Seoah, on … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Saturday gratefuls: Kate wanting to visit the fields of Heather around Inverness. SeoAh and her smile. The Grateful Dead shabbat last night. Ripple.* Mourning in the Mountains with CBE and CBE. Kate breathing freely, … Continue reading
Ostara and the Ovid Moon of Metamorphoses Sunday gratefuls: Kate’s vaccine #1. Pesach. Liberation is an always relevant story. Seder. CBE. Rabbi Jamie. Marilyn. Tara. Alan. Jamie Bernstein. Susan Marcus. Rich Levine. Ron Solomon. The tribe and its camp followers. … Continue reading
Spring! and the Ovid Moon of Metamorphoses Shoutout to birthday boy Publius Ovidius Naso, or Ovid as we know him in the English speaking west. He’d be two thousand and fifty-four today. Saturday gratefuls: Safeway pickup. Kabob skewers. Kate’s fluid … Continue reading