Tuesday
Oct112016
On grief, owls, & pilgrim's pockets
Tuesday, October 11, 2016 at 12:29 PM Talismans and spirit animals have a way of hopping into my pockets like baby joeys burrowing into their mothers’ pouches. A petrified sandshell from the Sinai Desert, the hazel wood wand from Glendolough Ireland, seaglass and silver beaded bracelets via Spain. This morning they all surround me until finally I jump into their pockets and go along for the ride. They beckon me to be brave and ask the questions that I’ve never asked and to welcome the ones I push away.
tagged Ancestors, Grief, Wisdom, pilgrimage
Ancestors, Grief, Wisdom, pilgrimage