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Category Archives: essence
Eldest
“Just how old are you?” Although youth has long died, “As young as the moment,” My body replied. “If I want to play out In the sun, or climb trees, Run laughing through dewdrops, …I’ll do as I please. I … Continue reading
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Tagged age, body, heart, inspiration, mind, soul, wisdom
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The Feathered Seer – Divining meaning
‘In former times the soul was feathered all over’ Plato The third ritual of the workshop weekend was named Deadshaw Sick after the strip of land that divides the lands of the living from the lands of the dead at … Continue reading
To sleep, perchance…
I snuggled under the duvet. The night was chilly but the bed, with its big feather pillows is perfect in this weather. Bliss, in fact. And I was ready to sleep, looking forward to it… it had been a long … Continue reading
