A Loyal Companion

‘The moon is a loyal companion.

It never oleaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.

Uncertain.
Alone.
Cratered by imperfections.’

~Tahereh Mafi

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Art by Felicia Olin

Owl Prayers

” I pray to the birds. I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the messages of my heart upward. I pray to them because I believe in their existence, the way their songs begin and end each day—the invocations and benedictions of Earth. I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen.”

~Terry Tempest Williams,
When Women Were Birds

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Owls are one of my personal messengers. A great horned owl has shown up outside my window 3 times in the last 2 weeks. They show up everywhere I live, calling to me before dawn. 

Owl is the wise watcher of the forest – a true visionary.. nothing gets by Owl. 

But Owl’s message can sometimes elude me. They are mysterious creatures that hold deep magic which can be hard for a mere human like me to discern.  At times it takes me days to realize why Owl showed up. But there is always a beautiful message in Owl’s presence, if I take the time to listen.  

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“When the owl sings, the night is silent.”
~Charles de Leusse

Photo of great gray owl
by Mel Clements

Wild Cravings

“A woman may crave to be near water, or be belly down, her face in the earth, smelling the wild smell. She might have to drive into the wind. She may have to plant something, pull things out of the ground or put them into the ground. She may have to knead and bake, rapt in dough up to her elbows. She may have to trek into the hills, leaping from rock to rock trying out her voice against the mountain. She may need hours of starry nights where the stars are like face powder spilt on a black marble floor. She may feel she will die if she doesn’t dance naked in a thunderstorm, sit in perfect silence, return home ink-stained, paint-stained, tear-stained, moon-stained.”

~Clarissa Pinkola Estes,
Women Who Run With the Wolves

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Photo: Bear Creek Calls to Me
by NancyL

Dreaming Wild Event on February 7th

Love Your Mama

Let’s gather together and journey to the elements and elementals to ask what we can do to help this beautiful planet heal and restore balance. How can we help Mama Earth and all her creatures to survive and thrive?

In these times of rapid change and chaos, it’s more important than ever to connect with Mama Earth and help in any way we can.

11AM Mountain on February 7th, 2024.

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Link to join Zoom Meeting:

https://us02web.zoom.us/j/83876862285?pwd=NUhBREZaOUVMS045QWEvM3VnVWN5dz09

Meeting ID: 838 7686 2285
Passcode: 021407

This is a FREE event hosted by Nancy Lankston on Zoom.

Recording of How Can We Help, Mama Earth?

Love Your Mama

In these times of rapid change and chaos, it’s more important than ever to connect with Mama Earth and help in any way we can.

Take a guided shamanic journey to Mama Earth. Ask how you can help her and all her creatures. Discover what you can personally do to help this beautiful planet heal and restore balance.

The recording of this event is now available here:

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