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July 19, 2013

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Extra. At sunset.
#bali #ubud #sunset #extra #feralambrosialstrange #thisisjustmylifenow

Bali. High. *

week two of three in Bali has got me emo AF. *

the offerings, multiple times daily, at doorsteps and crossroads and shrines in the gazillions of gorgeous temples, teaching me, healing me, anarmoring my heart, in the alchemy of grief and mystery.
astonishing beauty and bone warming humidity and lady laughter, and tropical bird song, and swollen walking prayers, and dragon fruit, granadilla, and mangosteen by the humble hand fulls.
as my sweet new friend @niemalightseedwilson.lmt spoke to it, also, as well: “i wonder what this land and people were like before colonization and capitalism, while also understanding it is those constructs that have enabled me to be here. i, as i am, can never fully know these people, the only language we could truly share is too subtle to name. the most I could hope for is grateful witness and to minimize my negative impact. for the most part, people are direct and friendly, or indifferent, or some combination. and they still have temples tourists do not go to. i pray I never know of them beyond that they exist.” all the YES. yes, all the yes, all the time, yes.
i’m still here full of wonder and curiosity, letting it ALL soak in and saturate me.
as my beloved buddy @florabowley shared, by reading a quote by a fellow traveler, the essence of which crystalized for me as: if discontent is your heartache, travel is your medicine and cure. word. i subscribe to this wild and free notion. let it be so.
#feralambrosialstrange #loveswhatigot #natureofmygame #thisisjustmylifenow #ichooseme #wonder #curiosity #bali #ubud #canggu #ahmed #offering #offerings #artofalivenessbali

Home Sweet Home. 🖤🌈🖤 i am my own, home sweet home, unapologetic, still learning to love myself as potently as my familial #placentalancestors do.
i am my #ancestors best dream and I will proceed like royalty, a temple unto myself, my memory being the occasion of being longingly remembered by them, especially.
i am awake and gathered into the sequence of consequence for being so bold. here I am.
i am engaging reckless entanglement with myself, all parts, the grief, the mystery, the honeycomb heart, the saltwater soul.
you see... i met the rad golden goddess on the prairie path, she came to me with wicked love and stumbled, spilling her bags of magical glorious riches at my dirty feet, she then picked up the bags, leaving the many holy treasures for me, so lucky me, #thisisjustmylifenow.
on january 1, i began year 46, and my gift to myself: radical self-forgiveness, in spite of the burden (or fortune) of an over active brain, producing those unfathomable fucker-thoughts to the contrary. my willingness to have a thundering heart will not be broken. i am committed to myself. and just wanted you to know. I am... Home Sweet Home.
#feralambrosialstrange #loveswhatigot #natureofmygame #japaneseapron #hemp #handmade #makersgonnamake #armpithairdontcare #trustmyself #forgivemyself #happybirthdaytome #newyearsbaby #46 #homesweethome #victorianembroidery

Resurrection. Regeneration. Rebirth. *

i’m just over here unfurling, like a rose of jericho finding water, on the longest night, with agile sorrow and a honey drenched heart of grief and mystery... to more consciousness, more awareness, more ritual, more practice, more surrender.... awakening. 🖤 *

radiant solar blessings, friends, as we welcome back the light, a rite of life’s return. tomorrows day length will increase by 2 seconds, and then more so each day until summer solstice, and that’s something to celebrate 🎉 *

i have a willingness to have a thundering heart, so I unearth the sun symbols: satsumas, and flower power gift wrap, and lit jolly old st. nick. and i’m prone to this season, not vulnerable, my birth season, in the deepest womb dark winter. i welcome it, and you. 🌀

#wintersolstice #feralambrosialstrange #witchcraft #witchwork #loveswhatigot #natureofmygame #thisisjustmylifenow #roseofjericho #thesunisbornagaintoday

hello dark winter darlings.
i have one Maker’s Market left this Saturday in Port Townsend Washington, 11-6 in the cotton building at 607 Water Street. This long running and beautifully curated Handwork Studio holiday sale has some amazing vendors and I myself can’t wait to buy local, handmade, womxn made gifts for my beloveds.
i will have these honeybee rattles, tinners’ hares rattles, both sacred heart and yoni folx hand rattles and necklace rattles, bear head rattles, anatomical heart rattles, cosmic everything rattles, lined woven Peruvian fabric and India kantha quilt and leather zipper pouches, carry-all nomad tote bags, many herbal offerings including witches flying salve and bitters, small and large Holy Smokes Mary Pipes, loose incense blend, cedarwood pentacles, embellished trucker hats, cauldron cup mugs, goddess body: boobs butt & belly mugs, handmade jewelry and so on! The list is long and I will also have a ton of small vintage loot to fill in. and honey!! next week (and it will take me all week!) i will update my online shop with all that is left and my newsletter subscribers will have a 24 hour first dibs, as they always do, as a deep bow of gratitude for your continued and ongoing support of my queer witch single mom womxn run business. Thank you! (newsletter link at bottom of website landing page - link in bio) and no, not a single fiber of my being feels pressure to placate the ridiculous franticness of shipping by a certain day to ensure xmas delivery. #sorrynotsorry you can purchase yourself a usa holiday survival gift and get it in the new year, baby. Cheers!
#cauldroncupcoven #maketomend #cauldronandhive #cauldroncup #goddessbodymug #feralambrosialstrange #embellishedtruckerhats #rattles #shamanictools #witchcraft #witchwork #holysmokes #marypipe #sacredheart #yonifolx #loveswhatigot #natureofmygame #thisisjustmylifenow

(my) life is one big grief ritual.
i took my son to Kaua’i last week for his 15th birthday. i offered him my once yearly alaska airlines $99 companion fare and told him anywhere they fly, we could go. he choose Hawai’i.
the last time we had a tropical beach vacation i was still married to his dad. every now and then i found myself wishing his dad and brother were there with us even though i’m the one who instigated the uncoupling and dissolution of our 22 year partnership. and once in a while I was gasping for breathe at the sheer and immense joy I felt to get to spend this kind of concentrated time with my youngest son, alone, because even though he is with me 90% of the time, we certainly aren’t together 24/7, gettin solar infused and salt water soaked. it turns out, life ain’t all fun and games, but sometimes, every now and then, you catch that glimpse of gratitude and grace and glory. and grief. and this time away with my Jasper Hawthorn, was all that mystery growth balm and more. more listening, more talking, more singing, more wind in our hair, more rainbows, more togetherness. my fingers are crossed he’ll still want to hang out with me when he turns 16 and we can do it again, next time back to Mexico, he mentioned. yes, please, beautiful boy. i love you.
and my PSA for good measure: “Grief means it meant something to you.” Angela E. Morris
And, “You are allowed to grieve that which you have chosen to remove from your life for the sake of your own survival. Feelings around these losses are rarely singular or simple. You are allowed the complexity of your feelings.” (@traumaandco )

#kauai #hawaii #son #motherson #happybirthday #15 #grief #joy #magic #feralambrosialstrange #thisisjustmylifenow #loveswhatigot #natureofmygame

happy new year witches!
it’s almost lunar Samhain (November 7 at the new moon) and the veils are diaphanous. ancestors are converging near the thresholds and the otherworld portals are activated, allowing us to see and be seen. it’s the last of the harvest (i’ll be spinning off ambrosial honey this weekend!) and the turning inward time, nesting time, dreaming time. i love the potent deepening of the darker days leading up to Winter Solstice.

and in just about 7 months, we’ll bask in the high sun of Summer Solstice, in Aquitaine France if you care to join us, for a Make-to-Mend Coven experience unlike any other. details on website, link in bio, flexible payment plans. talk to me Maker Witches, lets brew some magic together. 🌀💜🧙🏼‍♀️🐝🌻🐝🧙🏼‍♀️💜🌀 #maketomend #witchcraft #itscosmic #witchwork #cauldronandhive #feralambrosialstrange #loveswhatigot #natureofmygame #samhain #wintersolstice #summersolstice #happynewyear #witchesofinstagram {image of me in the wild woods of Big Sur, captured by @stacyanne }

i am writing this invitation to you while laying down my soft animal body on the good viridian earth in the high desert, naked, while the unusually mid 80s sun caresses my glistening salty skin. at ground level, belly down, like a snake, i am peering through blades of sharp grass, to the base of two crone juniper trees with a white macrame-like fringed and tasseled hammock strung between them. looking skyward i can see the tippy tops of the verdant conifers stretching their arms, fingertips dancing, with their midnight blue berries, swaying against the cerulean sky. i lay here, sweaty and bare skinned, pretending to be a professional cloud reader as the cooling breeze blows the billowy diaphanous wisps across the vault. a vocal red tail hawk sweeps the expanse transversely while turkey vulture medicine circles on thermals far far above. prismatic spider webs, seemingly plaited thick as ropes, shimmer and float across the azure background toward the cattle fence while the insects sing, flit, chatter, and fly, hither and yon. scintillating honeybees come by to say hello on their autumnal forage of nectar remaining and the song birds whistle a folklore lilt of lineage and ancestry, ancient in its rendering. i was in central oregon, in late september, for a week of living on the land, sleeping outside under shooting stars, off-line, unplugged, off-grid, with nothing else to do but write to you about a make-to-mend offering, full of freedom and devotion, while day-dream weaving the esoteric hours away. as i lounge here conjuring and recalling my glorious month in france, and my time spent in the watery, moody and lush landscape of the Aquitaine this past summer, i shiver at the familiarity, the cellar memory, of days spent like this, there, at SolHenge. here, the turmeric sunset glows salmon and mauve and the full equinox moon rises, august and humungous, as regal twilight comes on. i am liminal and elemental and longing - wanting to invite you to be in france with me this summer at solstice, June 17-22, 2019 for a women’s coven on holy ground… (link in bio to site, offerings and/or shop tab ) 🌀🌻🐝💜 🇫🇷💜🐝🌻🌀 #maketomend #summersolstice #solhenge #witchcraft

my love for this magical woman runs deep and wide, cavernous in its unfathomable reaches 🤩 i am so excited for you to get to the west coast @alisha_sommer. our friendship, collaboration and potent creative chemistry nourish and heal me. thank you, i love you. 💜🌀🌈 Oh! And we have room for a few more participants in our next #feverdreamscollective gathering that commences exactly one year from today in #sonoma. link in bio/offerings #itscosmic
#Repost @alisha_sommer with @get_repost
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When you wake up and realize that one year from today you and @jennette.nielsen will circle with 15 women on the lush grounds of @westerbekeranch. We’ll read poetry and stitch ourselves into a new way of being. We’ll be nourished in body and in spirit. We’ll explore our personal and collective histories from which we’ll craft a small bit scared body of work to carry home. I’ve always said that the experiences I create are based on what I myself am needing, which turns out to be what so many of us are needing. I know I need this. I am craving this. And maybe you are too. .
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#vsco #wherethelightis #thesacrednessoflight #feverdreamscollective #amdreaming #creativewomen #retreats #artretreat #community #sacredcoven #liveauthentic #thatsdarling

🌀give me the moon, with the wind in my face, the sun, and the change of the seasons🌀

Unplugging for a week of professional Wondering. Sleeping outside on the lush land, potent dream weaving, holy grief tending, deep mystery welcoming, and marveling all the while. Tracking what shimmers up inside of me, quietly, and practicing radical hospitality by nourishing, feeding and sustaining my ancestors. I’m out here, heart wide open.
#feralambrosialstrange #itscosmic #dreamweaver #wonderer #moonrise #equinox #autumnalequinox #fullmoon

✨this is us✨

Dear Dad

Happy 70th Birthday!
i am so sad that my last Orphan Wisdom School gathering in Ottawa, Canada, clear across the continent, had to fall over the same weekend as your party. it’s kinda ripping my heart out to not be there, and since i cant be there to tell you in person, some of the million amazing ways you have loved us, big and small, and all the ways i love and adore you, i am writing you this letter.
recently, upon returning from a month in France and being informed of how your illness had progressed, i called Al to tell him the heart wrenching news. we cried and cried and cried together. he said: daughter, we got so lucky that Greg is your other dad, you are so fortunate, and we are so blessed. i couldn’t agree more, i said, i am so damn lucky.
i love that guy so much, he said. i said i do too, so much. and we cried and cried.

when i’m talking about my two dads, i use the distinction of beloved bio dad (Al) and beloved bonus dad (you), so people know who i am referring to. most of my friends now call you beloved bonus dad too and they think its sweet that i give you that moniker. i get to explain to them, as well, all the ways i love and adore you and how you so easily earned that name, in my book.
do you remember when you and mom first meet, when i was 12, before we all (8 of us!) moved in together, Brady Bunch style, and you still had the gold glitter dune buggy and the flat bed work truck with the lift? i do. i remember you taking us camping in that old motor home you had and we would bring the dune buggy and go up miles of forest service roads for the fun of it. i loved that thing and i loved that you took us to have fun. and the flat bed truck - i remember driving through down town woodinville, us older kids in the back standing up and holding onto the wooden railing all around so we wouldn’t fall over, and you’d start to raise the truck bed so we would practically be hanging off the front railing, feet practically dangling in the air, us kids laughing so hard and thinking we were so cool for being allowed to do something “so dangerous.” so fun. (Continued in comments...)

Cauldron & Hive presents an intimate and liminal Elecampane (Inula helenium) Root Talisman Carving, Medicine Making and Witches Ancestral Feast Experience as the veil grows thin. join us Sunday October 28th, 10:30-4:30. we will coven, dig and carve roots, make good medicine, feast, sing and fall in love. $138 includes all the things and every thing! trust me, you will go home with armloads of remedies, info and potions, nourished and satiated. come now, come sister, there is a seat at the table for you. -
i am elated to host this autumnal offering on the land, at my Croft (croft, technically speaking, is a "tenant run farm" and although this is not quite a farmette, croft is the closest descriptor for a wild witch like me, with honeybee apiary, herb and flower gardens, edible landscape, botanicals, and flora and fauna for dye work, basket making and witch craft.), Cauldron & Hive Croft, where i spend most of my time doing witch work: bee priestessing, tending the earth, creating art, planning womens gatherings, and cobbling together my simple existence.

i am calling in the witches this is meant for. this is an experiential invitation to not only come and learn by observation but also get your hands in the earth and participate in the activities of Croft life. our day will be FULL: full of making, information, feasting, learning and loving. rain or shine, together we will dig elecampane root, carve talismans, make copious amounts of medicine, feast while adoring our beloved ancestors at the approach to Samhain, sing and make merry. you will leave nourished and satiated at the end of the day with handfuls of a variety of elecampane medicines, carved root talismans, a fat info packet, seeds, treasures and full happy belly. lunch and dessert are provided as well as all supplies and accoutrement. you just need to show up with appropriate outdoor and indoor clothing, with any ancestral offerings, photos or amulets you desire, and a willing open heart. its going to be so lovely. (Cont. in comments...)
#elecampane #inulahelenium #cauldronandhive #cauldronandhivecroft #maketomend #feralambrosialstrange
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