So much of what you're sharing resonates with me. Thank you, for putting it so eloquently! I am a witch, a crone, an old home. I AM home -body, -making, -keeping, -being... and more. My word for the Winter season (solstice to equinox) is 'groundwork' (in the sense of grounding.) This season of waiting, of womb, of depth and stillness is as challenging as it is inviting. I hope your silence soothes you as it nurtures what will come. <3
Your posts, no matter how or when or how often they arrive, are so gloriously wonderful and life-affirming that I cannot almost believe how often they speak to me, loud and clear; leaky roof and drafty windows are us...ha-ha-ha!
And as to the word for the year, I have used rewilding two years in a row, maybe it's time to look for another----maybe I have rewilded too much.......
getting tamed but still wild at the core.
Jo Hanlon Moore!
Hang in there and have an illuminating wynter, hibernating!!!
Thank you so much Jeanne! Can you ever rewild too much? I wonder. I sometimes think of myself as feral; I never really took to domestication, even with ‘home’ as my theme. 😁
Really enjoyed this, Jo. I printed out my birth chart last year and I'm *still* trying to wrap my head around it all -- your journey to understanding your own was a joy to read! Have a lovely Solstice and...a New Year filled with magic! ♡
And you, Jessica! I’ve been reading about astrology for nearly 40 years and I’m still uncovering new layers and meaning. It certainly keeps me interested 😁.
What strange relationships with 'home' we have had - and yet it is somehow both astounding and, paradoxically, obvious that this would be your truth. Life is so gloriously weird!
So much of what you're sharing resonates with me. Thank you, for putting it so eloquently! I am a witch, a crone, an old home. I AM home -body, -making, -keeping, -being... and more. My word for the Winter season (solstice to equinox) is 'groundwork' (in the sense of grounding.) This season of waiting, of womb, of depth and stillness is as challenging as it is inviting. I hope your silence soothes you as it nurtures what will come. <3
Your posts, no matter how or when or how often they arrive, are so gloriously wonderful and life-affirming that I cannot almost believe how often they speak to me, loud and clear; leaky roof and drafty windows are us...ha-ha-ha!
And as to the word for the year, I have used rewilding two years in a row, maybe it's time to look for another----maybe I have rewilded too much.......
getting tamed but still wild at the core.
Jo Hanlon Moore!
Hang in there and have an illuminating wynter, hibernating!!!
Thank you so much Jeanne! Can you ever rewild too much? I wonder. I sometimes think of myself as feral; I never really took to domestication, even with ‘home’ as my theme. 😁
Beautiful insights and a beautiful theme ❤️ we all need that sense of home.
Thank you Kim ❤️
I love that thought: "I am becoming an old home." If home is indeed where the heart is, I'm all in!
Solid foundations but the roof’s a bit leaky 😁.
Really enjoyed this, Jo. I printed out my birth chart last year and I'm *still* trying to wrap my head around it all -- your journey to understanding your own was a joy to read! Have a lovely Solstice and...a New Year filled with magic! ♡
And you, Jessica! I’ve been reading about astrology for nearly 40 years and I’m still uncovering new layers and meaning. It certainly keeps me interested 😁.
❤️🔥
This gave me tingles! ✨✨✨
You have a new home on the horizon!
What strange relationships with 'home' we have had - and yet it is somehow both astounding and, paradoxically, obvious that this would be your truth. Life is so gloriously weird!
So it's not us then?
Ah.