Yes, yes, yes… round and round… peeling layers… this again? This again! This solstice felt most potent for those long karmic cycles and deep taproots, as you said.
Yesterday was softer than a solstice had been for me in years. Thanks in large part to your Instagram pist yesterday. Winter doesn't make a loud and vibrant production like summer. It's a candle light piano concert, to a Foo Fighters rock show, and it's hard to say which I love more. I have a houseplant, I don't know what it's called, but only blooms in the darkest months, or when it lacks water or nutrients. And if you walk by fast you'll miss it. It's so subtle and not a big production at all, but it's there in the dark, quietly doing it's thing. And I don't know what I'm trying to say, other than I'm reminded that it's okay to live by fire light for a little while. And that too has hope in it.
This is so beautiful, Roddy, thank you. Wow. I'm fascinated by this plant companion of yours affirming the subtle expressions of life that might get missed in the full-blast of summer's bigness. That tiny bloom is a mystery of the dark times maybe saying -- there's plenty to see here and now, too, just enough, and in that there is plenty. Hope to sit by a fire with you someday, dear friend!
Yes, yes, yes… round and round… peeling layers… this again? This again! This solstice felt most potent for those long karmic cycles and deep taproots, as you said.
Yes? Yes! Thank you for affirming and reflecting. So helpful to feel the togetherness in this with you.
Thank you for the much needed uplifting🩷
Thank you for receiving
Yesterday was softer than a solstice had been for me in years. Thanks in large part to your Instagram pist yesterday. Winter doesn't make a loud and vibrant production like summer. It's a candle light piano concert, to a Foo Fighters rock show, and it's hard to say which I love more. I have a houseplant, I don't know what it's called, but only blooms in the darkest months, or when it lacks water or nutrients. And if you walk by fast you'll miss it. It's so subtle and not a big production at all, but it's there in the dark, quietly doing it's thing. And I don't know what I'm trying to say, other than I'm reminded that it's okay to live by fire light for a little while. And that too has hope in it.
This is so beautiful, Roddy, thank you. Wow. I'm fascinated by this plant companion of yours affirming the subtle expressions of life that might get missed in the full-blast of summer's bigness. That tiny bloom is a mystery of the dark times maybe saying -- there's plenty to see here and now, too, just enough, and in that there is plenty. Hope to sit by a fire with you someday, dear friend!