This last weekend I succumbed to the stomach flu my daughter had had the week before. As I was taking a salt bath this evening, under a bright full moon in Leo, I heard the voice of my inner wisdom quiet yet urgent in desire for my attention.
“When the storm is strong, even the strongest of trees lose limbs, even as the great pine did on your lane just weeks ago. The branches that are cracked and spent give way in the wind, yet the trunk remains rooted and … Read More...