gentle bird, bring that wander-lust in. mend and restore what has been broken. so many years, of broken, many shed tears & cries of confusion war in bodies, across centuries. gentle, gentle, gentle bird calm the fangs of blood aimed at yourself rest and reflect on these stories in your body, and remember to circle above and see from there too. all is convening to come together and give you a chance to put down that heavy weight and move on
this blog is a place for feelings, it is a place for critical thought, for wonder wandering through curiosity and uncertainty. for dreams, for tracking, for documenting my life as a queer, white, ancestrally slavic, welsh, and english, genderfluid, pagan, highly sensitive, psychic, hearing, heartfelt, tender, human being. based in turtle island. currently occupying duwamish territory.