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Eco-somatic theory, practice, art, herbalism, and botanical dye explorations
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MA’AM (opens the original)
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I’m reclaiming the matronly feeling I get when someone calls me “ma’am” and swapping it out for the whimsy I carry in my body from the joy I embody being a birthing body living my life with these wee beasties that have altered my presence in the world. I’m a MA’AM. And just like the run-on sentence, I am often exasperated and out of breath and just want to sit down. Maybe sleep in. And also, I’m bursting at the seams with creative force.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://
Practical Memory Magic (opens the original)
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I’m reading the Practical Magic book series.Yes. It is slightly because the Practical Magic sequel is coming out this fall and I will, in fact, be making a big deal out of it in the name of nostalgic fun. But, also I’m reading it because it fits into the themes for fiction I’ve been enjoying: motherhood, herbalism, and historical references. Books like Circe by Madeline Miller and The Madonna Secret by Sophie Strand scratch the itch.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://subs
Just a Glimpse (opens the original)
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The winds are shifting. The very first leaves are changing. Flowers are getting tired from their summer sun-worship and the berries are ripe on the elder, the chokecherry. Beneath the soil, roots are beginning to gently pulse, drawing energy ever so slightly downward. I am a mirror. I can feel autumn on the tips of my eyelashes, the end of my nose. It’s tingling in my fingertips, spiraling my pelvic floor ground-ward, and offering me a reprieve after the pressures of this recently passed solstic
Morning Harvest (opens the original)
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Summer heat relief falls in glorious afternoon rains that cool the earth and air. After two evenings of rain, I am ready to brave a pleasant morning harvest with the kids. I stumble out the front door with a stroller full of baskets and bags hanging off the sides, a baby in arms, and a toddler eager to get to the farm. I laugh at myself while singing “Bag Lady” by Erykah Badu. It’s the anthem on our drive (bringing on my yearly binge of her music). We arrive at the farm, the toddler disappears o
The Force of a Seed Unfurling (opens the original)
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I have been preoccupied. A long-held dream of mine to cultivate a creative wellness space has been germinating.Ephemeral Movement is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.</di
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