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When I Am Among the Trees

When I am among the trees,especially the willows and the honey locust,equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,they give off such hints of gladness.I would almost say that they save me, and daily. I am so distant from the hope of myself,in which I have goodness, and discernment,and never hurry through the worldbut walkContinue reading “When I Am Among the Trees”

Transactional Relationships

There was something I read recently that had the opinion that men look at relationships differently than women. That men look at them as transactional, as that’s how society as a whole has trained them. That their partners exist more as meant to serve and give their bodies and constantly give of their time andContinue reading “Transactional Relationships”

For Pack

Last weekend was the second time our woodshop has vended at a big event, and absolutely exactly what was needed. Not for the money made, which was less than I anticipated, but for being surrounded by people I call home. Being a solo person by choice makes every human interaction quite interesting, and with anContinue reading “For Pack”

We all die

Mortality is so difficult. Even at my age. For someone who was raised to believe that “Millions Now Living Will Never Die”, my fondest hope was that I’d be one of those people. And yes, I was raised to believe that, truly. It feels like I was robbed of my immortality, to accept that IContinue reading “We all die”

Ocean

Just was watching an episode of 1883 and reached a part (no spoilers) of a character dying when they shouldn’t. In grief, their partner sat beside their grave with a gun in their hand, wishing to join them. Then came the captain of the wagon train and he said something I likely will never forget:Continue reading “Ocean”

Quiet

I treasure these days accompanied by silence When everything is breathing, The walls holding a sacred quiet So loud my ears ring. When I can put aside the thoughts for others Feed them, entertain them, talk with them, bring them out of themselves. Only I exist in a selfish security One not breached My fortressContinue reading “Quiet”

Mama

So many times in every day I think of you and thank your guidance in becoming the person I am. For every part of me that was encouraged to love nature as myself, to embrace my wild. I just wanted you to know, even though you don’t really know me well these days, I’m aContinue reading “Mama”

Come In and Touch Our Wood

This weekend I had the honor of helping vend at the Texas Viking Festival with my shop partners. Today I’m nursing sore muscles and recovering from social hangover, but it was the most incredible experience. I want to go back NOW, despite my aches and being chilly outdoors all weekend. We had cups, goblets, mugs,Continue reading “Come In and Touch Our Wood”

Time Flies

Or so they say…when you’re having fun… Or working your ass off. I’ve been neglecting my blog quite a bit lately. Since getting started working in the woodshop and working 50 hours at my 9-5 I’ve had so much less time to do what I love. Even when I’m doing what I love. Honestly, IContinue reading “Time Flies”