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Shift to the Heart
By: Kristin Peterson (1/7/23) Today, as I made further progress on purging my “possessions,” an endeavor that one could consider has taken a lifetime, I sat on my bed, closed my eyes, and wondered about attending a meditation retreat (if I could possibly find one that allows the patron to attend for free or in…
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The Turn of the Tides
(A Full Moon Prayer / Intention for January) By: Kristin Peterson (1/6/23) The young shall die old and the old come to pass And living a version of histories past The legends of old will appear before eyes And the legends of honor will quickly surmise The little, small people, events and the things, The…
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Tom Bombadil is at it again…
By: Kristin Peterson (1/4/22) To a time before hand, in which kept was a man, who inevitably, regrettably, conjured in sin His heretical pride was now often denied, so the rapture’s inside of his denigrate chin In pride of his youth, he took it forsooth, that the marigolds perfume was redder than March And so…
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A Tip o’ the Cap to the Winter Solstice
By: Kristin Peterson (12/21/22) Is it really so much, on a slow Winter Solstice, To let mountains tip caps to the sway of my breasts The banter and laughter, the dance of the trees, Surrounding my bareness with fullness of ease ‘Tis a tit bit quite nipply, but such energy Should never be lacking in…