Dancing in Abundance by Susun Weed
My friend Jac came to moonlodge. We were both wearing our red clover shirts. Her wife Rose snapped our photo. Lakshmi, goddess of wealth claims the center. Life is so Read More …
My friend Jac came to moonlodge. We were both wearing our red clover shirts. Her wife Rose snapped our photo. Lakshmi, goddess of wealth claims the center. Life is so Read More …
I love bees. I’m fascinated by native bees. My heart rejoices when I hear them buzzing. I love the carpenter bees that bumble around. Did you know that most wild Read More …
The desert sky is expressive, vast, incredibly textured at times. An arbor of medicinal cat’s claw (uno de gato) provides shade. Rattlesnake is hiding, fast asleep. Toad is at home, Read More …
Moonrise over the mountain behind Betsy’s house. Purple cactus. Palo verde. Bougainvillea. And, of course mitochondria. Let yourself be drawn into the quiet. Soon it will be cool, dark, quiet. Read More …
Oh, oh, oh. Spikes and thorns. Needles and spines. The plants of the desert protect themselves. Especially the edible ones. Like the nopal cactus, also called prickly pear, and, in Read More …
My friend Betsy lives in the Sonoran desert. Her garden is mostly native plants. Xeriscaping. With some roses, rosemary bushes, and heat-tolerant flowers. Here they are. Can you feel the Read More …
On a walk in the Catskill mountains of upstate New York, where I live, I came upon a huge old oak tree. I immediately wanted to be elf-sized — or Read More …
Moved by the colors of autumn, I chose mitochondria in vivid orange to dance with some of the winter squash from my garden, adding fiery flowers that had bloomed in Read More …
This collage is based on a photograph taken by a student of mine in Australia. The background is a close-up of a mitochondrion. I sensed the dance in the flower. Read More …
Winter Solstice returns the light, but deepens the cold. The sun stands still, wordlessly. Then it turns. It returns. Silence reigns. The moon wanes. Breath freezes in icy clouds. Return. Read More …
Part I – written in 1980 based on a dream, and understood sixteen years later as a mixture of a call to leave and to find my spiritual roots – Read More …
Once cast from the sun, light streams onto planet Earth like liquid. It freely enters us as both photon and wave. In daylight, we ingest billions of photons during every Read More …
When EarthGaia our Planet reaches the midpoint of Her orbit between the Solstices – the last ones being Winter in the South, and Summer in the North, it is an Read More …