Andrew Wendkith
@wendkith.bsky.social
The rivers run from the clouds to the sea and become the rain, and the sea is never filled.
So the beginning flows to the end and the end flows on to begin again.
-Jill Hammer
So the beginning flows to the end and the end flows on to begin again.
-Jill Hammer
February 2, 2026 at 1:08 PM
The rivers run from the clouds to the sea and become the rain, and the sea is never filled.
So the beginning flows to the end and the end flows on to begin again.
-Jill Hammer
So the beginning flows to the end and the end flows on to begin again.
-Jill Hammer
I wonder how many times I’ve made this meal in my life. My grandmother made it from the time I was an infant, and my first cooking memory is flattening the tortillas.
Sometimes it’s fun to experiment, and sometimes it’s fun to make a meal from scratch that you never need to look at a recipe for.
Sometimes it’s fun to experiment, and sometimes it’s fun to make a meal from scratch that you never need to look at a recipe for.
February 2, 2026 at 12:10 AM
I wonder how many times I’ve made this meal in my life. My grandmother made it from the time I was an infant, and my first cooking memory is flattening the tortillas.
Sometimes it’s fun to experiment, and sometimes it’s fun to make a meal from scratch that you never need to look at a recipe for.
Sometimes it’s fun to experiment, and sometimes it’s fun to make a meal from scratch that you never need to look at a recipe for.
Beautiful walk this afternoon. I love this bit of land.
January 31, 2026 at 8:13 PM
Beautiful walk this afternoon. I love this bit of land.
Last summer a friend suggested I use bread baking, or some other for cooking, as a devotional practice rather than a chore or even a hobby.
This has become known as Intentional Bread (or Intentional [Food]).
Here’s today’s Intentional Bread™
This has become known as Intentional Bread (or Intentional [Food]).
Here’s today’s Intentional Bread™
January 30, 2026 at 6:07 PM
Last summer a friend suggested I use bread baking, or some other for cooking, as a devotional practice rather than a chore or even a hobby.
This has become known as Intentional Bread (or Intentional [Food]).
Here’s today’s Intentional Bread™
This has become known as Intentional Bread (or Intentional [Food]).
Here’s today’s Intentional Bread™
𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦; 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
January 30, 2026 at 1:31 PM
𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦; 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Some thoughts on the sanctity of voice shared elsewhere online. Screenshotted here due to character limits
January 26, 2026 at 2:08 AM
Some thoughts on the sanctity of voice shared elsewhere online. Screenshotted here due to character limits
Absolutely beautiful, cold 2 mile hike this morning. Sun streaming through the trees on the way back and delightfully squeaky snow underfoot.
I was unsurprisingly the only car at the trail head ❄️
I was unsurprisingly the only car at the trail head ❄️
January 24, 2026 at 2:40 PM
Absolutely beautiful, cold 2 mile hike this morning. Sun streaming through the trees on the way back and delightfully squeaky snow underfoot.
I was unsurprisingly the only car at the trail head ❄️
I was unsurprisingly the only car at the trail head ❄️
Absolutely blows my mind that I get to be here, in this place, with this land.
January 18, 2026 at 9:14 PM
Absolutely blows my mind that I get to be here, in this place, with this land.
𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬;
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯:
𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨.
-Blessed, Just by Being
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯:
𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨.
-Blessed, Just by Being
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
January 16, 2026 at 11:44 AM
𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬;
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯:
𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨.
-Blessed, Just by Being
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯:
𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨.
-Blessed, Just by Being
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Icy walk this evening. Hard to think about the plight of the world when you are intensely focused on not smashing your head into a tree
January 13, 2026 at 12:12 AM
Icy walk this evening. Hard to think about the plight of the world when you are intensely focused on not smashing your head into a tree
Breathe deep and settle yourself on the earth, even if that earth is covered by carpet and office chairs it’s still there, I promise. Breathe, over and over and again.
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
January 9, 2026 at 12:06 PM
Breathe deep and settle yourself on the earth, even if that earth is covered by carpet and office chairs it’s still there, I promise. Breathe, over and over and again.
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥.
-Jill Hammer
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥.
-Jill Hammer
January 8, 2026 at 1:47 PM
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥.
-Jill Hammer
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥.
-Jill Hammer
I'm pleased to be offered the pulpit at First Parish of Northfield, Unitarian again this Sunday.
If you are nearby I hope you'll join and if you'd like the zoom link please contact me by Sunday at 9am!
If you are nearby I hope you'll join and if you'd like the zoom link please contact me by Sunday at 9am!
January 7, 2026 at 4:43 PM
I'm pleased to be offered the pulpit at First Parish of Northfield, Unitarian again this Sunday.
If you are nearby I hope you'll join and if you'd like the zoom link please contact me by Sunday at 9am!
If you are nearby I hope you'll join and if you'd like the zoom link please contact me by Sunday at 9am!
You did it, that whole 2025 thing.
How are you? What things have you carried into the new year because of habit or necessity or excitement, that can be lifted or released in and by community?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
How are you? What things have you carried into the new year because of habit or necessity or excitement, that can be lifted or released in and by community?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
January 2, 2026 at 2:08 PM
You did it, that whole 2025 thing.
How are you? What things have you carried into the new year because of habit or necessity or excitement, that can be lifted or released in and by community?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
How are you? What things have you carried into the new year because of habit or necessity or excitement, that can be lifted or released in and by community?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Wintry new year labyrinth and walk around Three Sisters Sanctuary
January 1, 2026 at 6:54 PM
Wintry new year labyrinth and walk around Three Sisters Sanctuary
Happy new year, friends
January 1, 2026 at 5:03 AM
Happy new year, friends
𝘉𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴
𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯
𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯
-Welcme in Another Year - Zoe Mulford
The last week of the year is always a strange one to me. The exhale after the big holiday things have happened, the strange in between nature of these last few days.
𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯
𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯
-Welcme in Another Year - Zoe Mulford
The last week of the year is always a strange one to me. The exhale after the big holiday things have happened, the strange in between nature of these last few days.
December 26, 2025 at 12:55 PM
𝘉𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴
𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯
𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯
-Welcme in Another Year - Zoe Mulford
The last week of the year is always a strange one to me. The exhale after the big holiday things have happened, the strange in between nature of these last few days.
𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯
𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯
-Welcme in Another Year - Zoe Mulford
The last week of the year is always a strange one to me. The exhale after the big holiday things have happened, the strange in between nature of these last few days.
“They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
December 21, 2025 at 3:00 PM
“They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
And so the old year passes with skies and candles ablaze. Offerings given, house cleaned, and a long night ahead.
December 21, 2025 at 3:43 AM
And so the old year passes with skies and candles ablaze. Offerings given, house cleaned, and a long night ahead.
𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
December 19, 2025 at 5:42 PM
𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
As we spiral in to these longest, darkest nights on the sixth and final week of sunwait I honor sowilo; the sun and all she stands for and provides.
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
December 18, 2025 at 11:35 PM
As we spiral in to these longest, darkest nights on the sixth and final week of sunwait I honor sowilo; the sun and all she stands for and provides.
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
Frosty evening at the river because some (mean) friends (correctly) told me I needed to get outside for my mental health.
December 16, 2025 at 12:36 AM
Frosty evening at the river because some (mean) friends (correctly) told me I needed to get outside for my mental health.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘵, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯.
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
December 12, 2025 at 12:48 PM
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘵, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯.
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
For the fifth of Sunwait I honor wunjo. Joy when things don’t feel joyful and joy when they do. Joy of friends, loved ones and people we cross paths with briefly. Life changing joy and small things that leave you just a little more joyful than before. May we find joy in the next year.
Hail, wunjo
Hail, wunjo
December 11, 2025 at 11:56 PM
For the fifth of Sunwait I honor wunjo. Joy when things don’t feel joyful and joy when they do. Joy of friends, loved ones and people we cross paths with briefly. Life changing joy and small things that leave you just a little more joyful than before. May we find joy in the next year.
Hail, wunjo
Hail, wunjo
Loosen, loosen baby
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
December 5, 2025 at 12:42 PM
Loosen, loosen baby
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?