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George Floyd, RIP

George Floyd, RIP

I’m a professional historian, so I’ve certainly been thinking a lot about what this era means in the long sweep of history. I’ve learned that my fascination with the past – even longing to have experienced periods like the 1960s – was...

An Autumn Death

This time of year is recognized by various cultures for the deep shifts taking place. Not only do we see the landscape undergoing the dramatic change from summer into autumn, but energetically, the veil thins and we begin the turn inward. It is a time when our...

Riding the River of Life and Death

It began at this time last year, autumn eve, when my three-year-old daughter asked me to play dead. We did this on several occasions until she solemnly inquired, “What is die?” Unprepared, I fumbled through a lame, stuttering answer. I’ve always considered myself...
Life, Death, and “Coco”

Life, Death, and “Coco”

A couple of months ago, at the start of winter, I wrote about the energetic presence of death in my life at that time. I could feel it hovering, waiting in the wings. Indeed, my aunt passed away and I struggled to comfort my grieving grandmother and explain the loss...
Days of Darkness

Days of Darkness

This time of year can be magical – but not in the consumerist, endless holiday music kind of way. Since my awakening to earth-based spirituality, I’ve come to appreciate the magic of the growing darkness, the turn inward, and the reminder to slow down. We honor the...

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