"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens." (Carl Jung)
Under the Cherokee Moon



January - Month of the Cold Moon

I Recommend and Use

On The Nightstand
  • Blue Horses: Poems
    Blue Horses: Poems
    by Mary Oliver
  • Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants
    Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants
    by Robin Wall Kimmerer
  • Sacred Wilderness
    Sacred Wilderness
    by Susan Power

Dark Wings

'To go in the dark with a light is to know the light. 
To know the dark, go dark. 
Go without sight, and find that the dark, too, 
blooms and sings, and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.' 
~ Wendell Berry


“Happiness is a warm puppy.” 

  Charles M. Schulz

Dreaming of a White Christmas

“Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. ” 
― Norman Vincent Peale

Do Stones Feel?


Do stones feel?

Do they love their life?

Or does their patience drown out everything else?


While I walk on the beach I gather a few

white ones, dark ones, the multiple colors.

Don't worry, I say, I'll bring you back, and I do.


Is the tree as it rises delighted with its many


each one like a poem?


Are the clouds glad to unburden their bundles of rain?


Most of the world says no, no, it's not possible.


I refuse to think to such a conclusion.

To terrible it would be, to be wrong.


(Mary Oliver, Blue Horses)



"Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things. Their language has been lost, but not their gestures."
-Vera Nazarian


“Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside.” 
― Elizabeth von Arnim