Good morning, loves. Happy new astrological year / Aries season ☼ birth/death/rebirth happening under our feet as we speak. & welcome to your Newsletter #3! epa! I am sitting this morning on occupied Massachusett Ponkapoag territory with my springtime tea of calendula, red clover and cleavers (thank you bbs). I’m imagining / asking these kind lymphatic healers to clear out my waterways the way defrosting rivers clear what the winter froze. This is how I write you. In some form of emerging from slumber. My morning alarms have switched to the sounds of chickadees and crow calls, dog barking conversations and other sounds of an awakening city. I’ve been spending some days sitting in the sun and feeling the body memory of spring - thawing - while grieving winter (space for grief as honor). I’ve grown to really love winter - the stillness, quiet, slowing down, focus on warmth and coziness, y más.
newsletter #3
newsletter #3
newsletter #3
Good morning, loves. Happy new astrological year / Aries season ☼ birth/death/rebirth happening under our feet as we speak. & welcome to your Newsletter #3! epa! I am sitting this morning on occupied Massachusett Ponkapoag territory with my springtime tea of calendula, red clover and cleavers (thank you bbs). I’m imagining / asking these kind lymphatic healers to clear out my waterways the way defrosting rivers clear what the winter froze. This is how I write you. In some form of emerging from slumber. My morning alarms have switched to the sounds of chickadees and crow calls, dog barking conversations and other sounds of an awakening city. I’ve been spending some days sitting in the sun and feeling the body memory of spring - thawing - while grieving winter (space for grief as honor). I’ve grown to really love winter - the stillness, quiet, slowing down, focus on warmth and coziness, y más.