This Gentle Life: A Reflection

So this happened. Last week, I made scones for the local library. We were having a Devonshire Tea stall at the local agricultural show. But I couldn’t make it to the show. So I dropped the scones over to my neighbour and asked her to drop them off for me. She said, ‘But they have…

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Some thoughts on the Divine Feminine

Sometimes, dear reader, I feel like a rag doll that’s coming apart at the seams. Ideas, suppressed emotions, new knowledge and magical revelations are like bits of stuffing poking through my stitching.  At any moment I might split apart. Literally spill my guts. But first I have to bring the old version of myself to…

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