water and wind

 

Water and wind speak to each other in a language that many both see and hear. But knowing is different from seeing or hearing and together, seeing and hearing cannot produce knowing without the passage of many seasons. After many seasons however, something changes. Maybe a note from the summer plays like a fugue through the season and continues into the fall. Its presence swells in your consciousness and you finally hear what the water and wind are saying. You hardly noticed the passage of time.  Learning the possible languages of service from @servicespace

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Freda’s wild blues books are available on Amazon &  Kindle https://amzn.to/3F5N7No   

Podcast - bird dreams, riding hope on Apple podcast https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/bird-dreams-riding-hope/id1659892042

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there are days

 

There are days, you may know these, where you deliberately wander through everything that will lead you to your kind of sacred. These days have no path. But the great luxury of wandering, the coddiewomple, is that you may wander in a purposeful manner towards a vague destination as rivers do.

 

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Freda’s wild blues books are available on Amazon &  Kindle https://amzn.to/3F5N7No   

Podcast - bird dreams, riding hope on Apple podcast https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/bird-dreams-riding-hope/id1659892042

My links, please share on your socials https://linktr.ee/fredakarpf

only some birds

 

It is only some birds that are lost forever because of ignorance and outright harm done them. Birds are the wonder in our world. Every day, even the birds at feeders and fountains, are miracles. Like the journey through time birds have travelled, so has the joy that this word miracle - to wonder, to astonish, to smile - is built upon. Some people have assumed that miracles are infrequent events brought on by dire need and once in a millennium gathering of unlikely coincidences; that miracles are called upon by unprecedented pain and the horrible emptiness of death’s finality. Simply untrue. Every day, birds show that miracles have wings, that miracles are morning and evening songs; that miracles nest to create the next generations of miracles.

 

 

from bird dreams, riding hope, - sometimes a fable, weaving  our connections to birds,  meandering rivers and dragons, fermenting miso and consciousness,

wetlands, our extended kin and ancestors, our mentors, and Wisdom.

Inspired by actual events and a sense of place and belonging by a woman who addresses the reader  on behalf of the earth

 

 

Thank you for your support. My books are available on Amazon and Kindle.

 

Check out bird dreams, riding hope on Apple podcast

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/bird-dreams-riding-hope/id1659892042

 

Here’s my links, please share on your socials

https://amzn.to/3F5N7No   
https://linktr.ee/fredakarpf

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