A Song of Death in the Midst of Suburbanism.
When we were living under the totems, we seem to have been more aligned with this planet. Now, there seems to be only death.
Browsing Tag:
Artemis
Like Actaeon, Seeing the Savagery of My Own Mind.
I had suppressed something seething beneath the surface, awaiting the tooth or claw of another’s edges, because I couldn’t see my own.
When Balmy Air and Aureate Light Ushered in Aphrodite.
Just as I had felt Aphrodite come with warmth, I felt Artemis enter with the cold. The fog was coming in, breaking the spell.
Connect with Nature and Find Your Wild Feminine Archetype.
Through our inner wild woman -- through experience, our senses, symbols and inner intuitive knowing beyond the intellect -- we discover mysteries of nature.
The Raven and Me: Keep Sending Your Love Letters to the Unknown. {poetry}
You might receive answers to your letters... the two sides of this correspondence, your love for this world and the world loved, would merge on them.