Samain Moon of the Winter Solstice First time at the Marsh, out on Minnetonka Blvd. The Western burbs version of a California health spa. In a small room off the dining area for their food service was a sign: Woolly Mammoths, 6:00 […]
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Lughnasa Waxing Honey Extraction Moon “Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.” – Lao Tzu Five men came together tonight at the Black Forest. Brothers. Men who have stood shoulder to shoulder for over twenty years, through marriage and divorce, through conflict and calm. We sat outside, […]
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Spring Full Bee Hiving Moon Men. Emotions surprise us, batter us into consciousness, wake us up. Hello, grasshopper, you are about to be A GRANDFATHER. Huh? How did that happen? Of course, you know exactly how it happened, but it still reaches inside and turns on the amazement switch. Some old man, dimly known, shambles […]
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Spring Waning Bloodroot Moon The Order of Woolly Mammoths, or OWM, the sacred sound that created the world, met tonight at Frank’s for our annual corned beef and cabbage feed. Bill Schmidt gave us an insiders perspective on the nuclear crisis, explaining the safeguards in place and said, with some emotion, that if called and […]
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Samhain Waning Harvest Moon Talking with the woollies at the Black Forest. Scott, Frank, Warren, Stefan. Eating here at this lasting monument to Gemütlichkeit we lived it. Sharing with each other in our cozy, intimate way, a way borne of decades now together. My claustrophobia, anothers workshop on codependence, Frank’s tooth, Scott’s restructuring of his […]
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Beltane Waning Planting Moon The Woolly brethren gathered yet again at the Black Forest, sitting outside near the fountain with the metal sculpture, a twisted geometric of aluminum. Warren, Frank just back from Ireland, Bill, Paul, Tom, Stefan and myself shared the stories and the shorthand that comes from having been together for so long. […]
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Lughnasa Waxing Green Corn Moon A yellowed moon hung in the sky tonight, almost full. It made the drive back in from Minneapolis a delight as it sailed in and out of view. In tonight for the Land Use and Transportation Committee meeting. What a dynamic group! They are still fighting the Stillwater Bridge issue […]
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Summer Waxing Summer Moon Tomorrow we get the full on Summer Moon. We’ll have a warm, but not hot night with a brilliant satellite. No good for astronomy, but great for moon viewing, a favorite activity among the Japanese. Woolly’s met tonight at the Black Forest. Mark, Stefan, Bill, Tom, Frank and myself showed up. […]
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Spring Waning Seed Moon “This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. […]
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Imbolc Waning Wild Moon The Woolly’s met tonight at the Jasmine across from the Black Forest. Food is noveau Vietnamese, French accents. I had spring rolls and mangoes on sticky rice. Just right. Got to give everyone a head’s up on labyrinthitis. Tom has a friend who visited him yesterday and may be dead from […]
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