do i wake in the hour of grief to remembersomething just out of reach, filled withdisjointed words and half finished sentencesand more than a condition to treat? a guest, whose train only stops at nightwith diamond from coal in exchangefor a glass of water to quench a...

sorry palesglossing over all that’s passedmountains and moors held in jailwith neglect and abuses so crass for the memories i couldn’t barethe young traumas and stale regretthat clung fast not to be sharedforever paying on an old debt  for the efforts to fix and...

though you left in AprilI miss you most in Novemberit felt a cruel joketo align death with tax dayand your mother's birthdaybut death and governmentsmust have their duebest to get it over in one fell swoopand leave autumn as blessed relieffrom the dominating of Sun's...

When I first started holding space for herb tastings it was in response to an urging from the plants, an inkling of desire that I felt assured would lead in a particular direction. I grew accustomed to making tea and sitting still each week looking forward to seeing...

twilight in the foothills where day meets night and swirls in dancebefore giving way the mountain becomes the valleystreams gracing curvesrocks rising out of the folds dark greets lightwith arms widesaying look softly to the day mama hens broodingsnakes and...

Virtual Community Herb Tasting : The Intimacy of Attention November is dedicated to hawthorn (Crataegus spp.) I don't know about you, but when I hear the name hawthorn it conjures a felt sense of lightness and images of heart-mending, red berry medicine delivered in...

There are three ways that I am aware making incense can work on us. The first is through using it—whether during prayer and meditation, ceremony, small daily rituals, or through memory and association as we use it to set a mood or change the feeling of a room. The...