Tag: the grove
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The Magic of the Grove
Sometimes I sit in my Groveand wonder how the years grow old. Another year.Another seed.A planting nowfor the coming deeds. In my Grove I sit and wonderhow it is the village sunders. Another letter.Another storm.Ashes in the cauldron warm.Old words still softly churn. Yet I am thankful we are moving,watching small seeds slowly blooming. The…
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The Turning of the Wheel: Finding the Grove Within
It is midway through the month of March here in the Grove. I find myself feeling both tired and quietly hopeful – waiting for that feeling of renewal that often comes with the Spring Equinox, or Ostara as some call it. It seems like a lifetime ago that I stepped away from my old village…
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A Letter to the Storm
There are times when I sit here in our place of sanctuary. Just me, my children, and my husband. Lunaris sits beside me, her foxy tail gently sweeping near the cottage door. Corvyn circles high above, ready to croak out a warning when a storm begins to gather on the horizon.On days like these, I…
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Returning to Ritual
A week ago I visited a village across the way. It took some time to get there, but the journey was a lovely one. The village was quite different from my Grove, and yet some rhythms felt familiar. There is something beautiful about crossing another person’s threshold and realizing that they too tend their own…
Grove of Seasons 