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Musing and reflections from the facilitator of the women's writing retreat.


I've met many a fool, said the moon, who loved me full.
It's another thing to love my mystery. 
I'm as present in my waxes and wanes
as when I light up the whole sky.
And even when the sky app...


One full moon night about five years ago, I sat on a balcony in the forest with a friend. Beneath the stars, we shared red wine and chocolate and conversation until the wee hours, reveling at...


Photo from: Mystic Mamma

She sways between the shadows,
she's a culprit in the wind.
Her eyes are casting sideways, 
shaking virtue from the sin.
Her smile is a hot glimpse star
that's spinning...

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