Her Sacred Heart
Our love is both human and divine. The #sacredHeart connects us all, it is INSIDE us. #hersacredimage, #madeinVermont, #cathystevenspratt
Perturbed Earth
From the stars, on a mountain, with the bears, my beads…and paint.
I feel the earth herself is perturbed. I’ve known this since I was a kid. I got my entire office building in #Memphis to add recycling of paper. I stopped eating meat at 19. But I didn’t try hard enough. Now look at our mess, the weather, mass extinctions of creatures, suicides every which way. So I turn inward and try to keep my eye on the beauty out there. There are heroes everywhere, everyday. Put your dollars into what you care about and don’t support bad business. We all get to choose. I’m with you.
Black Moon Lilith SPEAKS
Black Moon Lilith Speaks: (regarding Archangel Luci) Archangel Luci is inside all of us. All of us women, we feel her, we ARE her. She was maligned, you are maligned. She was outcast, you are outcast. This stops now. Try on your wings. The wings of the bee maiden. Become one UNITY with each other and you maidens will change this world. Now is the time, you must stick together. Never judge one another. Only love, honor, support. To listen and respect, finding joy in your mundane will allow you to accept your life for what it is, a gorgeous blossoming meadow.
Mother of destruction, seed me.
ECOSYSTEM BUILDING
Did you know Alaska burned most of last summer? Many have no idea though it was a big deal in my world; for me, the creatures, the land and outward.
At first the fire just seems like DESTRUCTION. The orange glow becomes a trigger for all sorts of emotions. And the lack of sky, only gray thickness is as if on another planet. The far off mountains completely disappear. This is not a landscape I know anything about, the burned.
As time passes I watch a new ecosystem building. Plants and fungi spring up. I’ve learned to ALLOW creation in all its forms. Even fire is creation, fertilization, building. What a human word, building. When I speak of nature I will try to not use such human words as building from now on.
I bow to the fire. At the center is gold, precious, valuable. The chartreuse around the edges of where the fire happens is the NEW already sprouting, even while the fire was red hot.
Mother of destruction and regeneration, seed me, water me, compost me, combine me, lichenize me to partner with new ways, accentuated devotion, creative soure.
Sara Ellemire
Contributor
Layers of colorful skirts, jingling bracelets and the scent of the outdoors accompanies Sara wherever she goes. This long haired beauty has studied magic and the tarot since childhood. Sara’s great grandmother Else taught her the way of readers and that the elementals are her allies. Living in rural Alaska fuels her love of the icy cold and all creatures of the sea. Writing of the mysteries of the tarot is something she does with her familiar, Charm, a silly raccoon.
I see your branches.
Painting with the Universe TREE and Branches
I see you. Your branches are my arms reaching into the deep blue. My leaves eat the sunshine. Your roots travel deep and we talk to one another. This fruit it feeds the world. I am sacred, my family is holy. We shelter and support each other. A perfect collaboration
The mountains are home
PAINTING WITH THE UNIVERSE
The mountains are home to the grandmothers. The mountains ARE the grandmothers. So many stories go untold if we don’t stop and sit and stare and listen. She waits. Taking her great deep inhale the stars tumble thru time. Falling at my feet they grow as celestial flowers. Tales of mountains, crackling fires, wing beats, thumping hearts. Let’s all gather to listen.