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It’s all about to change.
The crows are congregating in the side-yard spruce, screeching and cawing after a summer of stillness. The echinacea is drooping in the front garden, vibrant pink petals tatty and tired. Early autumn is a time in-between: the days are still warm but the night breeze begins to whisper of winter, smelling a bit like a promise and a lot like freedom.
I sync my steps with the outer world, harnessing the power of the shifting light and the changing leaves. Take me with you into whatever’s next, I whisper, as I lay out my own transitions like the first-day-of-school outfit, smoothing the wrinkles and adding a dash of unexpected color. Through the hot days of summer, I’ve planned these evolutions so I could be ready for my own migrations when the first V of geese crossed the evening sky.
After a decade of weekly blogging, I’m ready for a change of season, a next phase, an end, a new beginning. I’ve been nurturing these seismic shifts all summer. (It’s been kind of fun to secretly hold a mini-earthquake in my pocket, deciding what will remain stable and what will get shaken lose.) I’ll get to that, and the fabulous possibilities change has created for you, in a just a moment. But, first, a quick story (cause that’s what our Sundays together have been for): read more…
Herbiary: Shop & Book
As an apprentice to a traditional healer in Ireland, I loved the herb room with its rich scent of roots & barks, the myriad textures of leaves & petals. So when I returned to the States, I opened Herbiary.com, with stores in Philadelphia, PA and Asheville, NC.
Medicine can be crafted not only from plants but also from words, stringing them into stories to sooth the soul & mend the spirit. Find the word-work here on the blog and in my books (the first book in the Wild Wisdom Collection, The Illustrated Herbiary, shares a name with the shop making it all either super confusing or very easy to remember!).