Winter of my years
Surprising glow from within
Thank you oestrogen.
About the Creator
Lisa Sanderson
An arborist, turned naturopathic nutritionist, turned teacher, turned artist, turned embodied wisdom coach, turned writer. Who knew opening your heart could open your world. I am arbor starlight.
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Like the birds, and all the cloaked and costumed, sentient sparks of liquid light; life, focused in the moment, aware, awake, present. Not grasping for something lost or something to happen, or someone or somewhere to be; not hurtling blindly through deep and dark waters, sorrowful or nostalgic or fearful about the past or the future…
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