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Cancer season felt like Cosmic PMS, so I took my feelings paddling. What did you Do / Make / See/ Wonder / Feel today?

Fatigue is a form of clutter...

We dont sacrifice TO, we sacrifice VIA...

I walked down a favorite forest road and collected cans and shotgun shells on my way back, and I thought of the story of Mother Holle. In the realm of Mother Holle, apple trees cry out to the visitor, "shake us, shake us, we are all of us ripe!" And loaves browning in the oven shout, "take us out, take us out, or we shall be burnt!" So we shake the tree and the apples fall and the branches spring back up. We set the hot loaves aside to cool and the smell of fresh bread wafts