Jo, glorious and spot-on, as always. Sometimes my wildest edges are the ones I find roaming around my own interior. Places where the tectonic plate of "me" meets the invading continent of "other" and one long grinding lifetime later spit out my own version of the Himalayan Mountains. Though, to stick with the context you offered, I'm definitely a beach woman. An edge of water woman. Especially at the edges of a day—dawn, dusk, deep night.
This couldn’t have come at a better time. Here I sit, an ocean loving woman, landlocked in Wisconsin USA. But tomorrow will find me in Edinburgh, soon after that to Iona, Mull, and other magical places. This was perfect. Thank you. I too love this deck. It resonates with this Corvid lover.
This is gorgeous, Jo. I love the look of that oracle deck. I hope you’ll share more of it with us. My wild edge right now is the edge of menopause, the edge of my 40s. Maybe that’s why I’m craving more wild edges, like the Hebrides or the West Coast of Ireland, and feeling rather claustrophobic in suburbia.
Just lovely Jo - and yes it did resonate! I've been working on a piece of writing all day and am exhausted, so every PDF of the "final version" I keep spotting things in so am going to call it a night and come back with fresh eyes tomorrow. What a gorgeous deck, I love it. xx
Jo, glorious and spot-on, as always. Sometimes my wildest edges are the ones I find roaming around my own interior. Places where the tectonic plate of "me" meets the invading continent of "other" and one long grinding lifetime later spit out my own version of the Himalayan Mountains. Though, to stick with the context you offered, I'm definitely a beach woman. An edge of water woman. Especially at the edges of a day—dawn, dusk, deep night.
This couldn’t have come at a better time. Here I sit, an ocean loving woman, landlocked in Wisconsin USA. But tomorrow will find me in Edinburgh, soon after that to Iona, Mull, and other magical places. This was perfect. Thank you. I too love this deck. It resonates with this Corvid lover.
This is sooo lovely. Soooo soothing. My wild edge is where I put my feet. But truly the wilder edges are in my head...
This is gorgeous, Jo. I love the look of that oracle deck. I hope you’ll share more of it with us. My wild edge right now is the edge of menopause, the edge of my 40s. Maybe that’s why I’m craving more wild edges, like the Hebrides or the West Coast of Ireland, and feeling rather claustrophobic in suburbia.
Just lovely Jo - and yes it did resonate! I've been working on a piece of writing all day and am exhausted, so every PDF of the "final version" I keep spotting things in so am going to call it a night and come back with fresh eyes tomorrow. What a gorgeous deck, I love it. xx