i woke this morning before 6. just before my alarm went off. as i pried open my eyes + snuggled down under the covers to stay warm, i slowly prepared myself for one of my favorite mornings all year long. the dark, mysterious, silent morning of the winter solstice. i crawled out of bed..
Tag: cycle of life
i’m always sad every month when the new moon rolls around. i look up into the night sky, only to find that there is no moon there to comfort me. to inspire me. to be that constant thing that brings light and magic to the darkness. instead, whenever our beautiful planet and her moon do..
darkness has arrived. halloween has been celebrated with all of its ghostly and ghoulishly fun. all saint’s day, the day we remember + celebrate the dead, has passed as well. and for us in the states, we have changed to winter time (no more daylight savings time), so the sun set today so very early…