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@allowingformagic

Window plastic, sunshine, and hopeful-growing things.

Season’s greetings. I’m feeling into this hermit energy of autumn while also trying to stay present and engaged with what’s happening in this dear world. Staying in it is work, don’t forget that; important and exhausting and a constant balance of fire and water. I often find myself going deeper, deeper, deeper into the muted halls of my heart and my mind. Or floating up into the silent void of space, watching the world slowly turn just above the atmosphere. It’s hard to stay truly rooted in the soil of earth right now.

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